Okay, no, still not making sense. Jim’s expression is blank as the other captain rambles something about Norse gods and how many muscles this Thor guy must have, and honestly, if it wasn’t for how fucking upset the other guy is, Jim might be tempted to needle him a bit. But Jim Kirk doesn’t get worked up like this over petty shit, and it’s not until that last sentence sinks in that it all clicks.
For one incredibly stupid moment, he wants to ask, “George who?” But his stomach’s already dropped right down into his boots as he realizes there’s only one George that would freak out his counterpart this badly.
“...you’re fucking kidding.” Of course he isn’t. This isn’t the sort of thing they joke about, not now, not ever.
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For one incredibly stupid moment, he wants to ask, “George who?” But his stomach’s already dropped right down into his boots as he realizes there’s only one George that would freak out his counterpart this badly.
“...you’re fucking kidding.” Of course he isn’t. This isn’t the sort of thing they joke about, not now, not ever.