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Tweak says, "Who shot JR?"

captain james t. kirk (buckleup) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2009-11-22 06:13:00

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!open, clark kent

WHO; James T. Kirk & OPEN TO MULTIPLE THREADS
WHERE; a coffee shop near the university
WHEN; November 22nd, mid-morning
RATING; TBA

Over-contemplating was something that often plagued James T. Kirk and threatened to consume him here in Colligo. All he did lately, it seemed, was think without putting any of those thoughts into actions, no matter how clever or brilliant the thoughts he had were in relation to potential actions. When he did do things, it went horribly wrong; sleeping with Gaila, what had happened with Max at the costume party on Halloween... He realized that neither of those things were his fault, but he couldn't help but indulge that little voice inside his head that told him he shouldn't have given in, that he shouldn't have gone to Gaila or gone to that party in the first place. He'd slept with Gaila without knowing that Seven would be returning to Colligo and there had been no signs pointing to signs that she ever would, and he had no way of knowing some sort of spell (or so he assumed) was going to be cast on the people at that party donning costumes. God, he still needed to apologize to Max for that mess.

And talk to Seven. Kirk was still on the fence about telling her about Gaila, weary of what he reaction would be, given his past with the Orion. He didn't have very good past relationships to base this on... He should probably talk to Gabriel more about this. And Bones. Probably Claire, too, if only to get a woman's perspective on the matter. He should probably speak with Gaila, as well, and get back to Uhura on them telling Gaila about what happened to her and the rest of the Farragut crew when the Narada attacked those ships over Vulcan.

There was so much that needed to be done, but his motivation was shot. And maybe, he realized, it was due to settling into the notion that maybe there was such a thing as a no-win scenario. Kirk knew that if his father were still here, he would be very much disapproving of that thought, but after nearly six months of being in this place, he hadn't found a way out of it and he was starting to think that he never would.

Sighing, Kirk let his head drop onto the table with a resounding thud, ignoring the clamor of the spoon against the edge of the coffee cup he'd been drinking out of a moment ago.

He hated this place more than he hated that bastard, Nero. And there was nothing he could do to change the fact that he was stuck here. He hated that most of all. For all that his genius mind was capable of, he was fresh out of ideas.

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nolongerlittlej
2009-11-23 12:10 am UTC (link)

Jenny was by the university, but not because she'd had any desire to take classes. Classes were fine, but if she weren't home, there was no reason to take them. No Upper East Side to rule. Jenny from Brooklyn or Jenny the step-daughter of Lily Humphrey nee Bass nee Van Der Woodsen, it didn't really matter here. So, she was just going to do what she loved best. Relax and make clothes. It was weird enough that her roommate looked like Serena and that a girl in town looked like Georgina, but she'd gotten over it. Mostly.

After grabbing a cup of coffee, she was heading out when she heard a thud and the sound of metal hitting something. "You okay there?" she asked the man.

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buckleup
2009-11-23 02:59 am UTC (link)

He didn't think there were many people in his corner of the coffee shop, but he'd sat down when the place had just turned it's sign over from closed to open and had been deserted, save those who worked here. Of course more people would have come in since then, but he'd been so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn't heard any of them come in.

Kirk lifted his head up to peer at the pretty blonde. He shrugged his shoulders and put a few fingers to his head where his forehead was throbbing mildly in protest of his dropping it onto the tabletop like that and told her, "More or less."

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	nolongerlittlej 2009-11-23 05:21 am UTC (link)
	"More or less usually means less than less," Jenny observed, taking a seat. After all, she'd grown up with her dad and brother and their cryptic attempts at trying to say they were okay when they weren't. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	buckleup 2009-11-23 03:56 pm UTC (link)
	Kirk shrugged his shoulders. Was he that transparent? He supposed he was. It wasn't like he was putting fourth much effort to give the illusion of the contrary, after all. "Less, then." He admitted, arching an eyebrow at the girl as she sat down. "Nothing I can't handle, though. Mostly personal issues." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nolongerlittlej 2009-11-26 10:49 pm UTC (link)
	"Sure about that?" Jenny asked, taking a sip of her coffee. She was a good listener and it didn't hurt that she'd lived in Brooklyn and the Upper East Side. Jenny thought there wasn't anything she hadn't really been up against. Until coming here, that was. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

buckleup
2009-12-09 03:14 pm UTC (link)

Was he sure about that? ...no, if he was being completely honest with himself. He was currently in a position he'd never been in before and without any proper way of dealing with it. There were a few people he could speak to, but none he really wanted to out of being disappointed in himself over the act itself and how long it'd taken him to resolve to do something about it.

Kirk sighed in defeat. "Maybe not as sure as I'd like to be."

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	nolongerlittlej 2009-12-12 02:02 am UTC (link)
	"Feel like talking about it?" Yes, maybe the newly crowned Queen Bee missed talking to people. She wasn't entirely power hungry yet and here things were different. Jenny was a little bit lonely, especially since her Serena-look-alike roommate disappeared. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

buckleup
2009-12-20 10:44 pm UTC (link)

He thought about saying no, but maybe talking to someone who didn't have a personal invest in any of the mess he was in would do him some good.

"One of the bad things about this place? People leave. They leave all the time and very rarely do any of them come back. So what do we do? Assume they're gone for good because what are the odds they'll be back? Under those logical assumptions, you go and do something you wouldn't if someone was still here. And then they come back and you don't know what to do in response to that because while you didn't technically mess up, because you had no way of knowing they'd be back, it still...feels like you did."

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nolongerlittlej
2009-12-20 11:05 pm UTC (link)

"Did you have a girlfriend or something here and she left and then came back?" Jenny guessed. Usually these sorts of things were romantic problems. Actually, almost all of her brother's problems were of the romantic variety. Boys didn't have to worry about being queen like girls did. They didn't have to worry about the catty things that a girl would do just to get back at you. But they had a whole different set of worries. "You can't really blame yourself for moving on when you couldn't know that she'd be back, if she's back. All's fair in love and war..." That being said, Jenny sort of knew how much that had to have sucked. She'd been through her parents' separation, rekindling, divorce. Her dad's new (and old) relationship with Lily Van der Woodsen-Bass-Humphrey. "Have you talked to her about it?"

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boy_scout
2009-11-23 05:15 am UTC (link)

Clark had been quite busy in Colligo. He wasn't sure what to think of the natives. But it didn't stop him from saving them in various scenarios. He couldn't help it, that's just what he did all the time back home. He had also been looking for a job.. at least until he had somehow gotten that huge load of money in his bank account. And so, he had taken the idea of going back to college for a few more courses. He was not certain what type of job he wanted. Probably something different than what he had on that weird show.

College had brought back memories. But he tried to forget some of them, as it turned out his history teacher wasn't a friend, he wasn't even an alien like him.. but a machine bent on releasing the worst general in the galaxy and destroying Earth. Luckily, Milton Fine had not been invited to show up here. That was one villain he didn't want to face again. Just never knew if it was truly over. Clark was taking a break now, carrying his backpack over his shoulder, wearing jeans and a reed jacket over his blue shirt. He had ordered a cup of coffee. But he noticed another young man in the place. He didn't look happy at all. Curiosity got the better of him, along with his tendency to be a friend to anyone in the world. "Is it another one of those days? I've had some bad ones myself."

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buckleup
2009-11-23 04:01 pm UTC (link)

Picking his head up (as well as sitting back up properly in his chair), Kirk shrugged his shoulders despite answering, "Everyday's one of those days lately. It one for you?"

While the captain had issues with trusting people, he was far from being anti-social. If spoken to, he'd speak back unless there was reason not to. He found it odd, though, how he'd been in Colligo for this long and still had trouble recognizing all the faces of the people here who were obviously not natives. There were only so many of them, after all, and their population was heavily overshadowed by the people who claimed to have lived here all their lives.

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boy_scout
2009-11-24 07:21 am UTC (link)

"Not.. today, no," Clark said after a pause as he glanced at the man in the seat. "But I had quite a few the last time I went to college. Turned out that the professor wasn't quite as trustworthy as he'd been letting on. Being here is sort of giving me a sense of deja vu."

That was the understatement of the century if he ever heard or used one. But the full truth of it was probably hard to handle, most would be calling the doctors on him if he said too much. "Kinda hoping that this time at school goes a lot more smoothly." But knowing his luck, some bad guy would strike yet again. Or try to. "I'm Clark."

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buckleup
2009-11-24 09:19 am UTC (link)

"My time in college wasn't that bad," he explained as Starfleet Academy was both a university and an officer training facility, "but that last week of third year was pretty damn hellish." He wouldn't go further than that, for there was no need for him to further depress or anger himself by talking about what Nero did to Vulcan and nearly did to Earth.

Kirk was sure that if Colligo had been anywhere than wherever the hell this was, he would've been tossed into one of those rooms with the padded walls long ago. He, after all, was the supposedly "fictional" captain straight out of that Star Trek train wreck that claimed to be based on his life. Maybe it was closer to the life of the Kirk from the timeline where their dad hadn't died, but it was still very cheesy and badly put together. It was embarrassing, but at least he'd gotten used to being recognized and fan- girled and boyed at.

"Hopefully it will, Clark." He held out his hand. "I'm Jim. Jim Kirk."

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boy_scout
2009-12-09 03:21 pm UTC (link)

"Well, at least you survived," Clark said, not sure how hellish it had been for the other man. He wondered if it was not passing exams and family life on the brink, or something like what Brainiac had nearly succeeded in doing; destroying planets.

Clark shook his hand then. He thought the name was familiar. But this guy didn't look anything like Will Shatner. Unusual. Maybe it was coincidence. "Nice to meet you, Jim. So.. do you travel a lot? I've been to a few other cities in the world." He looked like he was about to sit down, but paused. "Uhh.. well, I can go if you'd rather be alone. But I can help with most stuff if people need it." Usually rescues, but he was also good at listening to others if they felt like venting.

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buckleup
2009-12-09 03:55 pm UTC (link)

"One of few who did," he said deflatedly. Unfortunately, Nero had succeeded in finding a way to destroy planets and had done so to Vulcan. The planet was gone and Kirk had watched with his own eyes as the planet was imploded and sucked into a black hole that erupted at it's core. It was monstrous and sickening and something he never, ever wished to experience again -- and to think they'd only barely stopped the Romulan from doing the same to Earth.

He was very, very glad he didn't look anything like William Shatner. It helped a bit with going unnoticed, but usually once he gave his name, people caught on and most here were already well-aware of the fact that he and his crew were from an alternate timeline and that the events shown in the movies and TV shows here (that had thankfully been lost in the fire at Claire's store) lined up more with the timeline this Kirk wasn't a part of.

"Traveling's part of my job. Can't say I've seen many cities on Earth, but I've been to dozens of other planets." Kirk waved a hand dismissively. "The company's actually pretty welcome."

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boy_scout
2009-12-12 04:00 pm UTC (link)

He sat down at the chair across from Jim. He was a bit surprised about survival. "I'm a bit of a survivor myself, far as my family goes." Or actually, his entire race, his whole planet. "Just me and my cousin. Though my father does have vocal archives with his voice."

He was very impressed to hear about all that travel. Especially about other planets. "Never been off this planet. Except when I was an infant, but I have no memories of it until recently. Wouldn't mind seeing a few other worlds, actually. Though I do have a friend that was from Mars. He was a sort of bounty hunter.. helped my dad track down a lot of bad guys and jailed them."

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buckleup
2009-12-20 10:40 pm UTC (link)

"There was an attack," he explained reluctantly. "A fleet of ships was sent to combat it, but the ship I was on was the only one who make it out." A very small part of the story, but the general gist of it, nonetheless. He didn't feel up to getting into the tale of it all.

Kirk's eyebrows shot up at that. He wasn't expecting to hear that this man was from another planet or had friends on Mars. He'd ask if his friend was a Terran living on one of the terraformed Martian colonies, but knew better than to assume people were from the same world as he was.

"Tell you what. We ever find a way off this goddamn rock and I see my ship again? I'll give you a tour of whatever the hell this system is personally. Though, gotta ask-- What planet are you originally from if you're not from Earth?"

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boy_scout
2009-12-21 08:07 am UTC (link)

Clark listened about the ships. He had only seen three in his lifetime, and they weren't very big. One was for a baby and the others only held enough for several adults.

"Ohh, I'd love that," he said with a grin, hoping they would actually be able to leave at some point. He debated if he should tell more. He supposed there was no harm. He had a few friends that new about him, and this man had been to other worlds. "It's.. Krypton," he finally said. "I was born on Krypton.. before it was destroyed by Zod. Highly advanced, lots of ice and crystals. My birth name is Kal-El, son of Jor-El. My father was a scientist, very smart. He discovered the Phantom Zone. It's a sort of pocket dimension, an eternal prison wasteland for the worst criminals in the universe."

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revvedup
2009-11-25 06:16 am UTC (link)

Max was hungry. This was something fairly typical - transgenics had high metabolisms and she usually burned the excess calories off whenever she worked out (something she found herself doing a fair amount of, here).

But when she walked into the coffee shop and saw Kirk with his face down on the table, she almost turned and ran out the door. She could still remember how she'd behaved on Halloween night, what she'd done, and she felt her face growing hot even as she looked at him.

But hey, he hadn't seemed to have noticed her. Maybe she could get a table behind him so he wouldn't notice her.

Maybe it was immature of her, but she really didn't feel like dealing with it right then.

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so. sorry. this took so long bb. ;;

buckleup
2009-12-09 03:19 pm UTC (link)

If Max was being immature, so was Jim, for the moment he saw her walk in, he shrank down a bit in his seat, hoping to God and whatever random deities from Terran cultures and beyond that she wouldn't see him. Sure, he'd decided that he needed to apologize to her for the way things had went at the Halloween party, but it didn't mean he wanted to take care of that now. Fate seemed to like mocking him this way, throwing things at him before he was fully prepared. Apologizing to a girl he barely knew for being a sexist pig (even though he knew it wasn't really his fault, since he'd been under the same spell as everyone else there) didn't exactly fall under the category of leaping before he looked.

...but, what if he changed his mind? Kirk did that more than he liked to admit. He was a man of his word, but he was also a man who let the severity of situations dissipate over time. Maybe if he didn't do this now, he never world. Oh, goddamn it all.

Rising from his seat, he went over to her table. "This seat taken?"

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