Kara Danvers (
takingkarabusiness) wrote in
driftfleet2017-08-11 08:05 pm
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Total Eclipse of the Tourist
Who: Touristos and friends
Broadcast: as needed
Action: Tourist/wherever friends are found
When: August
[ One may have noticed the mood around The Universe's Most Hospitable Ship has been somber and quiet as of late, despite the super swank new system. Feel free to drop by unannounced, call in, or just drop a line! ]
Broadcast: as needed
Action: Tourist/wherever friends are found
When: August
[ One may have noticed the mood around The Universe's Most Hospitable Ship has been somber and quiet as of late, despite the super swank new system. Feel free to drop by unannounced, call in, or just drop a line! ]

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Keep pounding it that hard and you'll make us diamonds.
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Chekov halts the bag on its next swing so it doesn't hit him in the face. Judging by the sweat and the scraped knuckles, he's been at this for a while.]
I think that you misunderstand the process of diamond formation.
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Continual intense pressure over a period of time.
[ He raised a brow, offering him out a towel, glancing at his knuckles. ]
Looks like the bag's winning, though.
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[He takes the towel with a thank you and mops off his face.]
Does it? It didn't fight back that hard.
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Oh, that was profound.
[ He holds out his hands to try and catch Chekov's and inspect his knuckles. ]
Yeah, well, trees don't fight back either, but they tend to win punching contests too.
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[He lets his hands be caught but doesn't bother suppressing a (fond) eye roll.]
Punching bags are meant to be punched. Trees are not.
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[ Kirk frowned as he inspected the knuckles, reddened and raw. His thumb brushed close around the skin, making a clicking sound with his tongue. ]
It was an analogy. I think you should accept defeat today.
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I will, but only for today.
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[ He lets him take his hands back, but he moves to grab some water to wet the towel so he can at least get something cool on them. ]
Good. The crew of the Enterprise aren't ones for giving up, after all.
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...Do you think that there are times when giving up is the wisest option?
[Not talking about vicious punching bags here.]
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[ Maybe Bones has rubbed off a little on him. And in his absence, well, he has to step up a bit more doesn't he? He glanced up at the question, quiet a moment as he gave it some thought. ]
I can say there are a few. Not many, but a few.
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When?
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[ He reached for Chekov's hand again to apply the towel. ]
When not giving up is essentially giving yourself a new wound every day, however shallow, and keeping all the others open too.
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Then there must have been times when you gave up.
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I gave up hoping my brother would come back. I gave up hoping my mother would stay on Earth with any amount of permanence. I gave up thinking I had to be my father.
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Those seem like difficult things to give up... although you have succeeded in being as brave as your father, I think.
...I'm sorry for making you talk about this.
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[ He shook his head. ]
It's all right. If I can't talk to you about these things, how can I expect you to be able to talk to me about them?
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I think that I need to give up hoping that I will find someone who will stay with me.