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smartass_captain) wrote2018-12-16 07:20 pm
smartass_captain) wrote2018-12-16 07:20 pm
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Want to meet at the Library?
Jim hasn't braved an audience with Harrowheart's rune blades since his first visit to the death knight's humble abode. If he had the free time and the liver capacity he'd go and see Harrowheart every day just to shoot the shit and take a much needed load off of his shoulders. It's nice to be Just Jim to some people, but he hasn't been able to stop thinking about that insidious laughter when he was alone in the dark hall.
Has had to lie to Felix about what jars him awake at night before he settles back into bed and stares up at the ceiling.
So he puts it out of his mind. Best as he can. There's so many other things that need his attention. So many deadlines to be met and decisions to be made. Lessons to be crafted and taught. He's wearing himself thin enough that even Jim knows this isn't sustainable for much longer. Thankfully there's not much longer they'll have to wait. In either case his new ship's departure date is steadily approaching and with it Jim's plans will have to be put to the test. His sleep or lack thereof won't make that date come any slower.
But that is the how and why when the what is most important. Jim Kirk is dozing off at his seat with a stack of textbooks detailing the properties of electricity and its application in basic engineering when his arm slips and knocks the largest off the pile to the floor in a clatter that echoes through the near silence of this grandiose space. It jars Jim from his nap and probably spooks the heck out of anyone nearby.
Has had to lie to Felix about what jars him awake at night before he settles back into bed and stares up at the ceiling.
So he puts it out of his mind. Best as he can. There's so many other things that need his attention. So many deadlines to be met and decisions to be made. Lessons to be crafted and taught. He's wearing himself thin enough that even Jim knows this isn't sustainable for much longer. Thankfully there's not much longer they'll have to wait. In either case his new ship's departure date is steadily approaching and with it Jim's plans will have to be put to the test. His sleep or lack thereof won't make that date come any slower.
But that is the how and why when the what is most important. Jim Kirk is dozing off at his seat with a stack of textbooks detailing the properties of electricity and its application in basic engineering when his arm slips and knocks the largest off the pile to the floor in a clatter that echoes through the near silence of this grandiose space. It jars Jim from his nap and probably spooks the heck out of anyone nearby.
no subject
Jim glances between Lawrence and Tamminy before he nods toward Harrowheart's older brother. He's got the long and short of it. Going to another world and adapting to their rules and customs isn't a small order. "There's a lot more to it than simply being interested but if you're not then why bother with any of the rest of it?"
He can't guarantee their acceptance like he did with Jaylah. Those kinds of favors have already been called in--but he knows the procedure in Starfleet post-Narada. The captain's willing to bet the Academy will rule in favor of these two if they complete the vetting process. It works in their favor that the fleet is still scrambling to get warm bodies into the Academy to fill the gulf of empty seats left in the wake of disaster that's plagued Starfleet in the form of attacks in the last few years.
"He's got nothing to worry about there. It won't hurt his chances of being accepted. Will mean you're probably going to be required to get and complete PT with a prosthesis but that's all."