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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 ]
_{[ 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. ]}

[ Action - Iskaulit ]
_{[ 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. ]}

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_{[ The disappearing act was a surprise, and Kirk did have to catch himself quickly on the edges and back of the chair. Luckily, he wasn't entirely surprised by this ability - thank you Kurt - even if he had not known Crowley could perform it. If he had needed confirmation Crowley was not human other than the way the man talked about himself, that was it.

He huffed and pushed himself up, smoothing a hand through his hair. ]}

Looks like we have more in common than you might think, Crowley. Surprised you didn't pick up on that.

_{[ A soft humming noise left him, a debating sort of noise. ]}

You never know - we never did get a complete rundown of what Khan could do, so maybe I have a few surprises left to uncover from his donation.

[He's always full of surprises. Crowley remains where he is, curious, but not getting down. Kirk has got a little too handsy after all. Best keep out of reach for now.]

I'm a demon, not omnipotent. I can't pick up on everything, you know.

[Donation? Well, that sounds creepy. Former lover, perhaps? Always hard to tell with Kirk. ]

So. Are you going to explain what that means, or do I have to try and guess?

I would prefer if you didn't try that trick again at all. I realize you are a demon, but that doesn't mean you're devoid of manners.

_{[ AKA, please don't do that again.

He pauses, as if debating actually making Crowley guess. Ultimately he decides against it. It felt to macabre and gallows humor to play a game of Rumpelstiltskin with the other. ]}

About three years ago now, I died. I was given a blood transfusion from a super soldier named Khan after I was put on ice, which revived me, and now here I am.

_{[ He motioned to himself and shrugged. Surprise. ]}

Duly noted for the future.

[People are so touchy about other people reading their minds, gosh. ]

...Huh. So you're not completely human? Because you look pretty human, but I've been wrong about these kinds of things before, so-

[One day he'll tell you how he raised a human he thought was the Antichrist for eleven fucking years ok. ]

No, I'm fully human. Khan was a genetically altered human - faster, stronger, smarter - but he was human.

_{[ A little shrug. He didn't seem particularly passionate about the subject, but he wasn't shying away from answering the questions either. ]}

[He makes a thoughtful sound. ]

So you were basically upgraded after you kicked the bucket. And now you're alive and probably a bit shinier because of it, hmm?

Don't know about upgraded. I was certainly put back together that's for sure. But like I said, you never know.

Maybe my hair has been a little shinier since then.

[He chuckles. ]

You need know, I mean, I can't tell you, but perhaps one of the people from your world. Person? It's hard to keep track of everyone here.

One now - Pavel Chekov. Cute little red-headed Russian. Probably seen him around?

_{[ Used to be more, but well, you know how Atroma is, Crowley. ]}

I suppose it's shiny enough considering I'm your official honey pot.

Ah, he's your comms officer, right?

[Atroma is a little bitch. He chuckles, sitting back on his bar.]

Well, I could never let that title go to anyone else.

Yes, he is. As well informed as ever, I see.

_{[ It is. Kirk can't wait to find out what it really is and give it the
Patented Kirk Chop! ]}

I would hope not. It would break my heart if you dared! You don't want to be responsible for that do you?

I like to keep my finger on the pulse of the Fleet.

[He puts a hand to his heart, faux horrified.]

Break your heart? Perish the thought. Imagine how desperately unbearable you'd be!

I would in fact be the most unbearable and all in the Fleet would know exactly whom to blame and what would that do to your liquor sales?

I dread to think. Everyone would go to Nami instead and I can't have that.

Absolutely not. It's why you struck your devil's bargain with me.

[He pulls a face, never one to be comfortable when reminded of his Boss. ]

I'd really prefer it if you didn't call it that.

What would you prefer I call it? 'Deal With a Person of Questionable Morals'?

Of just a deal, maybe? Nice and simple. No need to bring the Powers That Be into it.

Seems to me those particular Powers aren't really at play here.

From my experience those particular Powers are always at play. Even when you can't see them.

[Paranoia is a natural survival instinct for a demon in his world, he can't help it.]

You and I will have to agree to disagree on that particular point.

_{[ A light shrug, tapping his glass to call for a refill as he settled
back into his chair. ]}

[He chuckles, finally getting up to refill the glass. ]

As is your prerogative.

At least we can manage to agree on two things: I'm pretty and our taste in alcohol.

Hmm. There is at least that.

Friendships have been built on much less.

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