video/action: open

[universal_charm]

Who: Kirk + Anyone!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes, on the Tourist and Iskaulit
When: Now!

[ Video ]
_{[ The video opens to Kirk's bedroom, his hair damp from what one would hope is a shower. A small curl has escaped against his forehead. He doesn't look particularly grim, but he doesn't seem overjoyed to be awake either. ]}

Good morning, everyone. Looks like I'm finally awake. For those who don't know me or possibly forgot I was here given how long I was alseep, I'm James Tiberius Kirk, captain of the Tourist - but just call me Jim.

According to my first mate, I've been asleep for a month. And I've missed quite a bit, as it turns out.

_{[ He took a breath, his voice sounding a touch guilty, even though going into a coma wasn't his choice. ]}

I would appreciate a check in with everyone, especially my crew - new and old members. And if anyone wants to talk, I'm here.

[ Action - Tourist ]
<sub>[ Awake and showered, now he needed coffee. Coffee and a real meal. There had been... distractions, before now. He made his way to the kitchen to see if he could coax the coffee maker into being kind and cooperating for once, and that done he took up a spot where he could look out at the stars gliding by - and hopefully catch anyone else coming and going.

Once he had finished the coffee, he would start a walk around the ship, looking to catch anyone he hadn't already and get a feel back for her. ]</sub>

[ Action - Iskaulit ]
<sub>[ More than anything else he craved exercise. Whatever Atroma did while they were in their comas had kept off any major atrophy, but his body still felt tight and unused. It was certainly uncomfortable, to say the least, and after being told of what had happened he didn't want to be caught in anything less than prime condition.

So the Iskaulit went to avail himself of the facilities, running long laps and then switching to weights and back again. If he saw anyone he would talk, of course. He might even slide into the bar at some point. Most professionals would say that going for a drink after waking up from a coma wasn't the best idea, but considering what he had been told? He thought it a necessary medicine. ]</sub>

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[Action]

[edwinjarvis]

[Now Kirk, you know Jarvis is always one step ahead. A familiar scent of food is wafting through the corridors as he makes his way to the Tourist's kitchen area. Jarvis had been alerted to the captain's awakening, but instead of rushing to great him he rushed to prepare him a decent meal. Everyone else had that covered, after all; it felt only right to feed the man who hadn't eaten in a long while. How people don't starve in their comas, he has no idea. An atroma contribution, he imagines.

But regardless, donning his apron, he's hard at work as the man enters.]

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ How could he ever doubt you Jarvis? A quiet presence on the ship you are, but a steady one at that.

Kirk honestly thought it had to do with the implants in their brains somehow, though even that didn't full explain it. After all, anyone in a coma normally would need IVs and feeding tubes. It was something to consider for later research certainly. Just how much influence did Atroma have on them?

Definitely something to be considered on a full stomach, though.

He smiles when he sees Jarvis. ]</sub>

Sometimes I think you're psyhic, Jarvis. Are you sure you're not? I'm absolutely okay with it if you are.

[edwinjarvis]

[Silence usually follows a truly busy man! For he is silent from... being away working so much! Or something like that. He considers the captain's question with half a mind of seriousness, tapping a finger to his temple.]

I don't believe I am, no, or I would have avoided a number of punches in my life so far.

... But I wouldn't mind it...

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Working so much, was it? Do you mean gossiping with Peggy? Okay, Jarvis, okay. He's kidding. Or, would be, if he actually heard any of this. But he doesn't.

Kirk snorted. ]</sub>

Being psychic never means you can avoid a punch for sure. People are to unpredictable for that.

You sure? I mean, some people do think about less pure things than breakfast around here.

_{[ Eyebrow is raised, lips smirking. ]}

[edwinjarvis]

[He wrinkles his nose.]

I already endure enough impurities from Mr. Stark; if I have to unwillingly see what's in his head, I may have to pour bleach on my brain. [He motions towards the steaming warm food.] Please, by all means, make yourself a plate if you'd like. Did you return home at all, or have any strange dreams?

[universal_charm]

Really? Bleach your brain? I had always taken you for a little more... adventurous type, beneath that tidy suit, Jarvis.

_{[ He would have said kinky, but he thought that might get his breakfast taken away, so - choices. ]}

No, I just slept. I know I dreamed, but it's kind of hard to remember now - though I'm sure everyone on the Tourist was there. Like I said, it's not very clear anymore. Probably for the best.

[edwinjarvis]

I'm a married man, you know. I'm not one for adventure unless my wife is in the driver's seat, so to speak.

[His wife is a frisky redhead, so. You know. Adventure does happen.]

... I do imagine it's for the best, though. Goodness knows what sort of strange things the augment causes while we rest. I've leapt through time like others have; it's most unpleasant.

[universal_charm]

Hmm, yeah, that sounds about right. So who's your wife?

_{[ Those red heads man. ]}

Yes, I did that once. I woke up with a terrible headache after that one, like my brain was to full if that makes sense.

[edwinjarvis]

... My wife's name is Ana.

[He sits thoughtfully, biting his lip.]

It's been a long while since I've seen her; admittedly, I'm pining quite hard as of late.

[universal_charm]

It must be difficult, being so far from her. Do you have a picture or anything?