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[ fortunately Daryl is more amused by it than anything. He huffs a laugh. Really, he's more comfortable with a little crudity; too much formality would leave him feeling out of place. ]

So this's your ship, huh? Big.

And this is just the bridge. The real thing holds about four hundred souls.

_{[ He moved around and sat in his chair, angling it towards Daryl.
]}

One of the bits that sucks about these things. Reminds me of just how cramped we are.

Pretty sure we got more room than astronauts where i'm from.

[ also, he's pretty sure if there were any astronauts up there, they probably starved to death and/or ate each other. ]

But we ain't really here, right?

[ he comes a bit closer to the chair, looking past at the giant holographic display. ]

No, not really. If only it were that easy, right?

_{[ He snorted, folding one leg over the other, resting his cheek on curled knuckles. ]}

She probably looks more beautiful in real life. Memory does poor justice.

[ Still looks plenty nice to Daryl, but then, what are his standards.

The familiar company makes him feel a little less on edge, so he pokes at one of the holographic planets absently. ]

_{[ Kirk turns when Darly pokes one of the planets, not quite alarmed,
but curious. He had accepted awhile ago that he could not control what
memories appeared. He just hoped it wouldn't anything to soul
crushing.}

_{As it was, it was a familiar, if funny memory - him, anyways. He was
much younger, around twelve or so if he remembered correctly. That hadn't
exactly been a good day for him, shouting and fighting with his brother and
uncle. Mostly his brother, who was leaving. Leaving because their uncle was
a jackass and neither of them rightly wanted to put up with it, but his
brother had been the only one with balls enough to do anything about it at
the time. Though, he hadn't been kind enough to try and take his younger
brother with him either. That was okay. Jim had shown him - shown him he
wasn't a goody two shoes, and showed his uncle what he thought of him. By stealing his father's
vintage car, that had ended up with his uncle since his mother was off
on missions with the Federation and her new husband. It hadn't lasted long.
But neither had the car. He thought it had been recovered at some point,
but in all honesty he had no idea. ]}

I don't think my uncle ever forgave me for that one.

Must've been an antique for you.

[ He raises an eyebrow. ]

That one was, yeah. It was my dad’s, but my uncle ended up taking it since my Mom didn’t have use for it. I got grounded for months for that stunt. Also the start of my police record.

_{[ He sounds vaguely proud of this, in a sort of fond looking back on
his childhood way. ]}

[ Possibly the only context in which something Kirk said would make Daryl think of his brother. He shakes his head a little. ]

All this, [ he says, waving vaguely at the map, the ship. ] It don't bother you?

_{[ He looked around and he sighed. That was a complicated question.
]}

Yes... and no. At first, it bothered me a lot. It still does, but not as much. But on the other hand, I get to see a bit of my home again, even if it's just a dream. I suppose I've taken the memories as the price I pay.

_{[ A little shrug, because he wasn't sure how else to explain it, this
give and take. He had weighed it all and that's just how it all settled for
him. He dipped his head at Daryl. ]}

You can touch. I don't mind. Just avoid the dark spots. Those... don't hold good things. Just a hunch.

Glad it ain't me,

[ he says easily, with a light shrug like it's no big deal. But really, any scene of his past that popped up would be a damn nightmare, he wouldn't want anyone having to see that.

For that matter, he's happier if folks don't know what he comes from. ]

It's kind of fun, sometimes, other people seeing my memories. I don't think people believe I've done what I've done until they've actually seen them. Some of the looks are pretty priceless.

_{[ He grinned widely, and that was actually true. Those memories were
less personal, in a way. They were a large scale, shared event most of the
time. And looking back, most of them were pretty fucking cool. In the
moment they had been tense, but watching someone else view them could be
pretty entertaining. ]}

[ Kirk, you're weird. Daryl shoots him a look, just the slightest bit skeptical, because by definition this is sort of an invasion of privacy, and why would you not hate that. ]

Stuff like this happen before?

About twice before, in the time I've been here. It's... not my favorite thing, to be sure, but you can either spend all your time hating it and trying to fight it, or just learn to roll with it. Some people don't even remember them. Others, like me, do. No idea why some do and don't though.

_{[ Wasn't that the theme of practically everything to do with Atroma
though? ]}

[ That's pretty much how it goes, yeah. He just grunts, which is probably an agreement, and also a vague complaint about the Atroma. He nods at the map, again. ]

Got a favorite?

[ why the hell not. ]

_{[ Kirk looked at the display, thinking for a long moment. He had many
favorites among many memories. It was hard to decide which he would want to
show Daryl. He paced around the table slowly, but finally he settled on one
of the planets, knowing what he wanted to show. He reached out, brushing it
with his finger tips, the holo table buzzing with static, until a new image appeared: a
younger Kirk, a little rounder in the face, a little less lined by tragedy
and victory in equal measure.}

_{The scene played, Kirk chuckling at points. While he was not entirely
proud of the way in which he had won this particular test, he wasn't sorry
for the point he was trying to make, for the trajectory it had set his life
on. The scene ended, fizzing and flipping back to the rotating planets in
their orbital dance. ]}

That, by the way, is how I met my first officer for the first time. Though he ranked quite a bit higher than me at the time.

Don't seem awful friendly.

[ From Daryl that is a fairly neutral statement. ]

He wasn’t, at first. But he’s Vulcan. They don’t handle or show emotions the same way humans do - they value logic most of all.

Now he’s one of my best friends as well as my first officer.

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