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captain james t. kirk ([info]buckleup) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2009-05-23 01:57:00

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Entry tags:!closed, #complete, james t. kirk (xi), nyota uhura (xi)

CHARACTERS: James T. Kirk, Nyota Uhura
LOCATION: the roof of Building B
TIME: evening, after this conversation
NOTES: major spoilers for the movie inside if you haven't seen it

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Normally, Jim would have complained about the fact that he had to leave Building A to go to the roof of Building B, despite the fact that it was a very minor inconvenience if one could even call it that, but the conversation topic detoured him from his usual asinine levels. He was hoping that he could avoid having this talk again, as it had been a chore getting Bones to believe him when he'd come clean to the doctor, but being that there was evidence of such a thing happening, it was time he told her the truth.

The truth about what really happened on Delta Vega, how he and Scotty got on board the Enterprise while she was at warp, and just why he provoked Spock.

He would rather not deal with his communications officer's wrath should the other Spock show up here.

So, he sat upon the roof's ledge without a care towards the fact that he would fall to his death if he leaned back at any point and waited. This was going to be interesting.


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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-23 02:14 am UTC (link)
"Do you not value your life at all?" Uhura asked as she ascended the stairs to the roof, leveling a quiet gaze at her Captain and taking in his posture and manner with a critical eye. He'd been serious, made it sound as though he needed to discuss something that would end in a matter of life or death, and that was not a tone that she cared for from this one. Because if he was talking about something serious, you damn well that it was serious. And you'd better sit up and take notice.

"What's going on?" She asked, her voice having softened with concern as she walked over next to him, sitting down on the edge of the building as well. Clearly she didn't exactly value her life, either. "What's so important that you had to talk to me face to face?" She asked.

This could, of course, just be another ploy to get her alone. But all things considered, she doubted it. He'd definitely been serious about something.

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-23 02:24 am UTC (link)
For a moment, Jim merely sat in silence, an odd sort of neutral expression on his normally animated features. How did one go about telling their first officer's girlfriend that an alternate, future version of themselves had not only ordered him to take command of the Enterprise from himself, but had been somewhat responsible for Nero coming back in time as well? It was a conversation he never planned on having--but as it was, necessity was necessity and there were some decisions as a captain that just had to be made and talks that could not be avoided.

This, was one of those times.

Sliding off the edge so that his feet now touched the ground and put himself out of danger of an early, accidental death, Jim strode towards her, resigning to blurting out blunting: "It's regarding what really happened on Delta Vega. Mister Scott was there and I told Doctor McCoy about it after we returned to Earth following our debriefing--which, you'll soon find, I lied during."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-23 02:36 am UTC (link)
"So, you're tracking us all down one by one to tell us the truth when you could have rather easily just told it to us to begin with?" Uhura asked, arching a delicate eyebrow at him skeptically. She didn't know whether to believe him or not because, honestly, that sounded like a completely asinine thing to do, but this was Kirk. And he was being completely straight-faced about this. There wasn't even a hint of humor in his face, body language, or tone.

"All right," She said after a long moment, heaving a sigh as she looked at him, ready to hear and understand what he had to say, even if she was planning on taking it all with a grain of salt. "What is it? What really happened?"

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-23 02:52 am UTC (link)
"It's not that simple," Jim said irritably. Good thing he'd anticipated this sort of response from her--hell, he'd have been shocked if she didn't question his motives. Truth of the matter was, he did contemplate telling the bridge crew exactly why he'd provoked Spock like that, but there just hadn't been enough time to do so. Nero was steadily approaching Earth and taking the time to explain to them that he was following an older version of Spock's orders would have wasted precious moments they spent planning out their next course of action.

Stopping Nero had taken precedence over all else. As he told Pike, he was just following orders--something he was, miraculously, actually capable of.

"After I climbed out of the crater the escape pod I was shoved into dug itself upon impact, wandered through the ice and snow, and nearly became a main entrée for something straight out of Davy Jones' locker, I ran into someone who even I didn't believe to be who they claimed to be at first."

He paused, crossing his arms over his chest and bracing himself for whatever her response might be.

"That was, until Spock mind melded with me and proved me wrong."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-23 02:56 am UTC (link)
Oh, right. This was a play on the sensitive emotions ploy, wasn't it? Uhura stood steadfast, her expression fading into one of disinterest and serious lack of amusement, "Spock was on the Enterprise with us the entire time, sir. I'm not sure exactly what you're trying to do, or what your goal of telling me something like this is, but it isn't going to work either way," She said, crossing her arms over her chest in a mimic of his position.

"If you're quite done, it's getting late, and I want to see if I can make any progress with that archaic device that I was given before I have to get to sleep."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-23 03:00 am UTC (link)
Again, disbelief was something he expected from her.

"A Spock was on the Enterprise, but the Spock from Nero's time was on Delta Vega, Lieutenant." He took a step closer. "Think about it--how else would I have known how to get Spock to give up command of the Enterprise? Where did Scotty get the equation for trans-warp beaming that, before then, was non-existent? Think back to when we first arrived at Vulcan and what Nero said to Spock about them not having met yet and how he wanted Spock to see something--to see the destruction of his homeplanet. Why do you think that was? Huh?"

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-23 03:14 am UTC (link)
"He was a Romulan," Uhura said, frowning at Kirk. She hadn't considered the more extensive reasons for Nero destroying Vulcan. Romulans were genetic cousins of the Vulcans, descendant from the same original line and holding at a majority only political and ideological difference. The feud between the two similar specie was a long, disdainful, and well known one. Uhura had merely figured that a rogue Romulan had decided to end that feud once and for all even if he had traveled through time to do so. "Does he need anymore reason than that?"

She paused, looking long at Kirk before her expression softened ever so much. He still hadn't cracked a smile, "Did he have more reason than that?" She asked, her frown still firmly in place.

As for his other two suggestions, Scotty could have easily come up with that equation himself. He had the capability. And as for him provoking Spock? Well, that hadn't been too much of a surprise.

"Say I do believe you," Uhura voiced, a mere hypothetical since she didn't yet. "What's the point of telling me this?"

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-23 03:27 am UTC (link)
"He did it in revenge against Spock," Kirk said with a slow, regrettable nod. "So that Spock would know his pain." He could hear the elder Spock's voice clearly in his head, still feel the pain, the anger, the sorrow that he'd felt over the destruction of Vulcan and his inability to prevent it from happening.

"One hundred and twenty-nine years from now, Romulus will be destroyed by a star that goes supernova. Spock, as the Vulcan Ambassador to Romulus, promised the Romulan Senate that he would personally see to preservation of their planet after it was made apparent that Romulus was in danger; but the star was unpredictable and Romulus was destroyed before Spock was able to get to it."

Because of me, Jim. Because I failed.

When he spoke again, it was in a much softer, gentler tone. "Nero didn't create the black hole device--Starfleet and the Vulcan Science Academy did to take out the star that was threatening Romulus. When Spock used it on the star after Romulus' destruction, it created a singularity that pulled both him and Nero in."

Here, Kirk's expression narrowed. "Nero emerged in 2233 on the day of my birth--Spock, shortly before Nero destroyed Vulcan using Spock's own ship. He left him on Delta Vega to give him a front seat to destruction of his world, Uhura."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-23 03:41 am UTC (link)
This was too specific and too cruel to be a joke, and his face hadn't cracked once. A knot formed in her stomach as she stared at Kirk, waiting for something, anything, to signal that that really wasn't what all this had been about, but nothing was coming. She had only been able to imagine what the Spock she knew had been feeling after the destruction of Vulcan and the lose of his mother. She was hardly once of those people that thought that Vulcans were incapable of emotion, that perhaps had dismissed his stoned faced reaction as indifference when it was a well orchestrated mask.

She had only been able to imagine what the Spock that she knew had felt and part of her almost didn't want to know what the one that she was being told of had.

"Why are you telling me this?" Uhura asked, a deep confusion in her voice as she tried to hold back the empathetic reaction that was threatened to overtake her. "Why do I need to know the specifics of something that is already over?"

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-23 03:59 am UTC (link)
"Coming back in time, they changed all our lives," he said. Jim didn't even bother hiding the emotion in his voice as he said, "My father lived where that Spock came from. Spock said that I told him my father was my inspiration for joining Starfleet and that he lived to see me become a captain. Everything changed because of Nero and Spock--who we are, what we're doing and how we're doing it is different."

Recomposing himself, Jim cleared his throat and continued. "Because, someone from that Spock's timeline is here--Seven of Nine, not sure if you've spoke with her yet. I'm not the James T. Kirk she knows from history. None of us are who she believes us to be. Not exactly. If she's here, then who's to say that the other Spock won't?"

He sighed. "I didn't say anything about it, because the other Spock made me promise not to tell himself about his existance and there just wasn't any time to explain aftewards--Nero had to be stopped. I couldn't let him to do Earth what he'd done to Vulcan."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-23 04:11 am UTC (link)
"So you're explaining so I don't get confused if he does show up," Uhura said, not a question but a statement. That was the only motive that made sense, and she wasn't going to try and tax an already overburdened mind to try and come up with something else when the first thing at the forefront of her mind made as much sense as anything else she might be able to come up with.

She tried to imagine how things were different aside from the obvious. She didn't feel any different as she ever did, but she supposed that she wouldn't. She wouldn't have known the changes, nobody but those who had already been present in the timeline before would have.

But then, there was one way to find out, wasn't there? One way that had been mentioned several times by the other people here, the ones that she had steadfastly avoided.

"I didn't speak to too many people that weren't you guys. They were all acting so strangely to you that I didn't feel that it was necessary to risk it," Uhura said, a heavy frown creasing her face before looking up at him. "Do you think they were all being perfectly serious with their reactions?"

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-23 04:32 am UTC (link)
To the first question, he merely nodded. There was no reason to elaborate further. Uhura was clever enough to put the rest of the puzzle pieces together herself and see the full image without him providing any futher details. What had happened had happened and there wasn't any changing what had transpired. Part of him wondered what had became of the older Spock, but that was a pondering for another time.

"I'm not sure," he said in response to the latter. "A couple I spoke to mentioned some TV show--something called Star Trek. Claimed we were characters from it and kept saying something about I looked better than some guy named Shatner."

Jim snorted at that, shaking his head. Televesion characters. How ridiculous.

Still. So many had mentioned it...

"It might be worth looking into. You mind doing that? Locating this series? If it does exist, we should view it. It might give us some insight into what's going on here."

He paused, remember something.

"And as of right now, I'm promoting you to first officer."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-23 04:41 am UTC (link)
"I suppose I could do that. Locating it shouldn't be that difficult. All I would have to do is find the proper distributor of the format that we'r-- You're doing what?" Uhura's rather calm recitation of his own mental process was rather rudely interrupted by Kirk's last statement. He couldn't be serious about that. There were people far better suited for... All right, maybe not. But McCoy was more capable of keeping both Scotty and him under control than she ever could or would be especially when in addition to all of the regular first officer duties "keep crew members from killing other crew members" seemed to be on the duty roster of the first officer of the Enterprise crew as well.

"Do you really think that's a wise decision?" Uhura asked, frowning over at Kirk. "I am certainly not prepared for the responsibility."

Really? Who was she kidding? Without a ship to oversee, her primary duty was to tell Kirk when he was wrong, and considering she already did that on a regular basis, it likely wouldn't a strain on her system to do so in an official capacity.

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-23 04:52 am UTC (link)
"What?"

Jim couldn't help but crack a smile and laugh at her reaction. Did she think he was joking? Surely not after all that he'd just told her. What reason did he have to kid around at this point?

"I'm serious and yes, I think it's the wisest decision I've made since we got here. We may not have a ship here, but we're still Starfleet officers and there's no reason why we shouldn't maintain a stable chain of command in this place. From what I've observed, there doesn't appear to be any form of government or law enforcement in this city outside of those walking hunks of metal in that library. That's bound to lead to problems. Just because there aren't currently any options or information available that would get us back to where we belong doesn't mean we should sit idle and wait. There's plenty we can do here.

"Bones has already volunteered himself to the city as it's main physician, which should keep him busy and let's face it, Scotty's kind of a pushover. I need someone to tell me I'm wrong if I am and not be afraid to do it. Spock would and I know for a fact that you would. In his absence, you're temporarily taking his job."

He grinned, tacking on as an afterthought: "That's an order, Lieutenant."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 02:49 am UTC (link)
Damn him and the fact that he outranked her. If it was an order, she couldn't very well refuse. Not unless she thought that the order would be ultimately detrimental to the rest of the crew, and there was no way that she could make a decent argument for that. She scowled at him for a moment until her expression faded into one of resignation, nodding.

"I'd be honored to serve as your second, sir," She said, a fake politeness underlying her mechanical response. "And I'll do everything that I can to acquire the information necessary for us to enlighten ourselves to what everyone else seems to know."

Uhura paused for a moment, looking back out over the city before turning back to him, "Is there anything else that you require of me, Captain?"

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 04:23 am UTC (link)
Jim found her reluctance to accept a position odd. Anyone else would be delighted to have such an honor bestowed upon them, regardless of the fact that here in Colligo, it was simply a field commission. As a Captain, Jim only had the authority to grand field commissions, as he was not an admiral and could not officially promote anyone beyond the rank granted to them by Starfleet Command. He groaned mentally at the paperwork that had to be done if he ever wanted to officially promote anyone in his crew. Listing the reasons why, getting the appropriate sign offs... It almost seemed like more of a hassle than it was worth.

"I'm honored to have you accept."

Oh, he knew that she was being false in her tone, but he appreciated the effort. It was better than the usual tone he received from her, fake or not, and he'd take what he could get. As much as he enjoyed bickering with Uhura, fighting with her constantly wouldn't do them any good here. They might as well learn how to get along.

"A stiff drink," Jim said after a moment, finally letting the seriousness of his rank melt away.

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 04:33 am UTC (link)
"I'm a Communications officer, Captain, not your own personal Yeoman," Uhura said with a slight snort. At least the seriousness of the situation had dissipated. She honestly felt off kilter when he did that, mostly because it wasn't something that she had come to expect quite yet. She was sure that she'd adjust to it eventually, especially with them in this situation, but she wasn't going to hold her breath.

"But I might be able to find something," Uhura said as she turned back to the stairs. The honest truth was that she could use one herself, and there really wasn't any point in drinking alone. It was better that none of them did. Especially Kirk. Hard to tell what kind of trouble he could get himself in in a place where they didn't know what to expect or how anything worked.

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 07:59 am UTC (link)
"Pike gave me one of those," Jim retorted with a shrug, presenting Uhura with one of his more charming grins. "Didn't see much use for a Yeoman when I've got Spock--and now you--to run errands for me."

What was that yeoman's name, anyway? Roberts? Rodriguez? Radcliff? Something with an R. Nice set of legs. Didn't really pay much attention to the name.

His eyebrows shot up at her offer and for a moment, Jim stood in place as if he expected her to whirl around and take the offer back. Was she messing with him? Only when it seemed apparent that she wasn't toying with him did he start walking, jogging a bit to catch up to her.

"Between the two of us, we'd better."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 08:10 am UTC (link)
"The first officer's job is not to be errand boy, Captain. You'd do well to remember that," Uhura said, even though she knew that he knew that already. He was probably just trying to wind her up if that statement had had any purpose at all. Not even waiting to see if he was going to follow, Uhura headed down the stairs back to her room. She'd found everything that she needed in there so far, so she was willing to bet that if she was going to find liquor anywhere at this time of night, it was going to be buried in one of the drawers in there.

Propping open the door and stepping inside, she glanced back at Kirk, lifting an eyebrow at him and stating rather clearly, "Simply because I'm allowing you into my quarters does not mean that you have permission to attempt anything else. I want to make that clear right now," She said before stepping inside. "I'm only doing this because the idea of you drunk and unsupervised in this place makes me nervous."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 08:33 am UTC (link)
In the doorway, Jim held his hands up in a sign of submission, though that same trademark somewhat goofy, somewhat suave grin was still in place. "And risk getting my ass knocked around my bridge again? I wouldn't dare." His hands dropped, one coming up to touch his neck. "Still got marks from the last time--not looking for a repeat."

The truth of the matter was that he respected Spock far too much to make a move on Uhura. He wasn't blind, nor he was be an idiot. Whatever there was between the two of them, it was strong, and he wasn't about to get in the way of that. Risking provoking Spock again had nothing to do with it--taking another person away from when he'd already lost so much did.

Of course, this was something Jim Kirk would never, ever admit beyond the confines of his own mind.

"Can I come in now?"

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 08:55 am UTC (link)
Uhura paused at the request, glancing back at him in slight surprise. She was sure she had made it clear that he was allowed to come in so the need to ask was really unnecessary. Unnecessary but still pleasantly surprising. At least he was attempting to act like a decent human being.

"Yes, you may, Captain," Uhura said, actually managing to sound pleasant for once as she stepped over to one of the dressers in the room and pulled open a drawer that had been filled with a whole mess of things that she hadn't bothered to sort through when she got there. "There's a lot of random things in some of these drawers, and god only knows what in the closet. I figure if they were going to provide us with everything else, they'd at least have the good sense to put some alcohol in here to help with the adjustment."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 09:06 am UTC (link)
Jim wasn't exactly pleased about the fact that he couldn't strut around like he owned the place like he did back at the Academy. And, how ironic was that? The Enterprise, Starfleet's largest and newest starship was his and he couldn't do that on her decks. No, no--a captain had to maintain an image; an image that wasn't that of the cadet who'd slept with a vast majority of the female population of San Francisco and did what he wanted, whenever the hell he wanted, regardless of who it inconvenienced or upset. If he didn't follow regulation, what reason did his crew have to?

Somehow, he pictured a captaincy to be less complicated in this when he made getting a ship his goal.

"Is that right?" Jim asked as he stepped towards her, peering around her to glance in the drawer. What were they, pets, to the twisted individual (or individuals who brought them here?

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 09:22 am UTC (link)
"Look for yourself," Uhura said, nodding towards the closet. "I wouldn't know where to start to look in there. I was just lucky that the clothes were at least within reach," She said, pushing aside a few of the items in the drawer and making a slight sound of victory as she came back with a few miniature hotel type bottles of liquor.

"I certainly hope they're not going to charge us an arm and a leg for them," She said, setting the few bottles up on top of the dresser as she pushed the rest of the stuff in the drawer back down to where she could close it. While Uhura might seem completely serious and without any sort of ability to enjoy herself, she was very much the fun loving individual when given the chance. And right now, with all of the confusion and no immediate duties to be taken care of, now was a chance.

No reason to sit around fretting when there was nothing to be done about it all right now.

"I don't think he'd attack you again," Uhura said after a moment, cracking the caps on the bottles. "Whatever you did, you earned his respect. And that's not an easy thing to do."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 09:39 am UTC (link)
The sound that escaped him was something caught somewhere between a scoff and a chuckle. He wasn't entirely sure what he'd done, either, that had gained him the Half-Vulcan's respect (though, perhaps it was what he did on the Narada), but he wasn't about to question it. It was something that happened between the time Spock was busying himself with splitting his face open and leaving him to pilot his future-self's ship. Whatever it was, he was grateful for it.

"What I'd like to know," Jim mused aloud as he held a hand out for one of the bottles, "is what I did to gain the other Spock's respect. Guy looked like he was about to tackle me in a fit of joy, of all things, when he found me in that cave." He shook his head.

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 09:48 am UTC (link)
"One hundred and twenty nine years from now, you're probably dead," Uhura said, the last word catching in her throat since she knew all too well that he was dead. The clerk at the video store had been very clear why she might want to take the Generations movie as well.

Taking the small bottle of vodka for herself, Uhura turned to him and extended the bottle of scotch for him to take. "I think that if I had come across an old friend who had been dead in my life for quite awhile after...after what happened, I'd want the comfort, too," She said, looking up at Kirk for a long moment before turning her back to him.

"He's more human than most people realize," She said, taking a long drink from the bottle before sitting down on her bed. "And feels more deeply than any of us could possibly understand."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 10:38 am UTC (link)
"God, I hope so," Jim remarked, hoping up to sit on the dresser next to the painfully primitive, bulky television view screen. There was a voice in the back of his head that sounded strangely like his mother, shouting at him to stop sitting on furniture that wasn't designed for sitting. "I've seen what a near-two-hundred-year-old Half-Vulcan looks like; I'd hate to see what I'd look like at that age."

He took a swig of the scotch. "Hopefully someone has the decency to put me out of my misery before then."

There was something about the way she looked at him a moment ago that sent a chill down his spine, but he ignored it, shrugging it off as he focused instead on her statement and took another good gulp of the warming alcohol.

Jim stared at the floor as he said, "You should've heard the way he spoke to me--kept calling me Jim and the things I felt during that mind meld..." He trailed off. There was no way in hell he was telling Uhura that he came out of it in tears and sobbing.

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 11:06 am UTC (link)
Uhura laughed despite herself, mentally blaming it on the alcohol but knowing that it was mostly because that was a response that didn't surprise her too much, "Vanity, thy name is Kirk," Uhura said, grinning as she lifted the bottle in a mock salute and swigged again, sighing as she turned her eyes to watch was left in the tiny bottle, swirling it around in the bottom.

"As much as I hate to admit it, I think you'll be good for each other," Uhura said, not even looking up at him as she said it. It was hard enough to admit without having to see his reaction. "You're not about to treat him like some machine that's only there to spit out facts and figures. And he might actually be able to drum a little levelheadedness into that thick skull of yours."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 08:10 pm UTC (link)
It was obvious that Jim was either letting alcohol affect him way more than usual, or he was just using it as an excuse to quip things that he normally wouldn't in Uhura's presence. "Hey now, I'm as gorgeous as they come," he said with a grin. "I'd like to stay that way."

Just as Jim was opening his mouth to comment on his perception of Spock, an odd image of and old woman and a cracked, elderly--yet somehow still smooth--voice floated through his mind.

Then you stand here alive because of a mistake made by your flawed, feeling, human friends. They have sacrificed their futures because they felt that the good of the one, you, was more important.

...that wasn't his.

Quickly, he shook off it all off, telling himself, It's the booze and sleep deprivation, Jim, and raised a hand to lightly knock on his own head. "It's a thick scull. Hope he's got time on his hands."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 08:26 pm UTC (link)
"We've got the whole of our Enterprise commissions to get used to each other," Uhura said with a smile, lifting her tiny bottle again before downing the rest of it and sitting it on the nightstand, shifting and flopping back on the bed as she propped her head up on her elbow and looked up at him. "Or try and kill each other. Whichever comes first."

He was still putting on, but it was quieter than it had been, tinged with...something else. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but as well versed as she was in languages, it had been impossible for her not to pick up on body language among the lot. And despite the airy tone of his voice, the heaviness that had settled on him during their previous conversation was still there. Masked but still present.

"There something else?" Uhura asked, a sincere concern in her tone as her expression softened.

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-24 10:00 pm UTC (link)
Fuck. She noticed.

Of course she noticed. It must have been something in his voice that the buzz of the alcohol was preventing him from noticing. He had the best communications officer in the fleet on his ship--he should've known better.

He hid his displeasure beneath the guise of drowning the rest of the scotch, dropping his chin near to his chest and snapping his head back up again when he was done, smacking his lips loudly in exaggerated satisfaction.

"Something else what?"

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-24 10:10 pm UTC (link)
"Don't do that," Uhura snapped, her expression hardening again. It was a put on, so much of it was a put on. She had seen that the first time that they had met with how seamlessly and accurately he had explained with xenolinguistics was when she had been more than certain that he wouldn't have known by the air that he put off. It was a put on, and she was sick and tired of playing along with whatever game her was mucking around with to hide who he was behind all of that.

If she was going to be his first officer, for whatever amount of time she was going to be, she had to know exactly what kind of man she was serving under.

"Sometimes, James T. Kirk, you actually seem like a decent human being," She said, sitting up, tucking her legs underneath her as she narrowed her eyes at him, peering at him hard like she could discern more by looking at him like this. "But then you go all...," She trailed off, just waving her hand at him before letting out a sound of disgust. "And then I don't know what to think."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-25 12:05 am UTC (link)
It would have been so easy to just say that he was seeing and hearing the other Spock's memories, but that was something Jim Kirk outright refused to do. He stared at her stubbornly. He didn't need sympathy. Not from those who lived near the Kirk farm back in Iowa, not from former members of the Kelvin's crew, not from the old Spock, and certainly not from her.

Whatever sort of common ground they'd reached, he knew he was probably about to shatter as he hoped off the dresser and dropped the tiny glass bottle into the waste bin sitting next to it.

"I don't know what I should find more amusing, Uhura--the fact that you actually seem to give a damn or the fact that you think I'll tell you."

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[info]talentedtongue
2009-05-25 12:23 am UTC (link)
Uhura frowned at him as she stood, stepping over to him and grabbing his arm as she looked up at him pointedly, "I always give a damn," Uhura said. "Whether or not you want to tell me why you feel like you need to fake it, it does matter. It won't change anything," She said, stepping back and releasing his arm. "Don't do anything stupid, Captain. We need you in one piece."

Stepping back from him, Uhura tossed her own empty bottle into the waste bin, listening for a moment as it clinked together with the other empty before collapsing onto her bed with a sigh. "Close the door when you leave."

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[info]buckleup
2009-05-25 12:53 am UTC (link)
Kirk seethed silently--jaw tight and expression somehow straight, save the eyes. Those bright blue eyes were clouded with emotion he couldn't hide, a swirl of anger, confusion, and pain that was both new and old.

He couldn't said something horrible, something in regards to her being a woman or about her relationship with Spock, but he just...wasn't in the mood right now.

"Fuck this." Was all he said as he stormed out of her room, slamming the door shut behind him.

He needed another drink.

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