Field Trip [for Schon]

[smartass_captain]

It's not often that Jim shows up in the Nexus in uniform anymore. Since it's become his getaway form work, it always seemed more prudent to just wear his everyday clothes. He's in Starfleet golds today though, kicked back in an overstuffed chair in a quiet corner of the forum, doing 'paperwork' on his PADD.

There's a nearly empty cup of coffee next to him. Maybe he's waiting for someone. Or maybe he just got tired of being bothered in his quarters. It's hard to tell, with Jim.

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[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"Mmm, safe secrets. There's a comfort." He leans back, sighing, stretching his legs out before him and crossing them at the ankles, one hand behind him to support his lounge, the other taking up the bottle to refill his glass.

"There's truth in that. We spend so long wearing masks--swapping one for another, stepping from role to role, being what circumstances need of us. It's refreshing to set that aside, once in a while, and breathe free. Thank you, Just Jim."

[smartass_captain]

"Hey, what're friends for, am I right?" It says something that Jim can be this relaxed only a short hour after nearly getting eaten by Treeple. Whether it's another coping mechanism, or just arrogant stupidity, the world may never know.

"...So is door jumping a thing you do for fun? Just poking around in random portals? Because you know where all of them are, right? Do you ever just go wandering around for the hell of it?" Jim has considered it more than a few times, but there's usually enough going on either on the ship or in the forum that he hasn't really bothered. Plus, the idea of being stranded in a strange universe inhospitable to humans is unpleasant to say the least.

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"I do explore many a portal, yes. Not blindly, not quite, but my eclectic travel habits are part of how I'm able to offer such a broad array of services. Whatever the problem, I have more than likely found some answer for it, hmm?"