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Captain James T. Kirk (jimtkirk) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

He chuckled softly as they walked into his building. "Well... I don't know what to say. In your time before the Vulcans made First Contact there weren't too many non-humans running around." None that he knew of. She'd said something about Vampires so he assumed things like Vampires were running around. They weren't exactly human but they'd been human at one point. There was probably some sort of difference between them and humanoid aliens. "Gala would always tell me that she was harmless but I knew enough about her and her people to try and stay on her good side." Even though he was sure if she'd survived there would've been hell to pay for his response to her confession of love.

Walking into the building he looked around and quickly found his room number. That was easy. It probably helped that his was the first room they came upon. Antique locks were a little tricky for him so, much to his embarassment, Kirk stood in front of his door fumbling with the key for a moment before finally getting it open. He turned back towards Faith and offered her a sheepish smile. "Um... where I'm from everything is electronic. You key in the number and the door opens... or you pull off the face plate and reroute a couple of wires."

Opening the door he stepped inside and looked around. It seemed cozy enough... for now. It wasn't the ideal room or where he wanted to be. It had nothing on his quarters on the ship but it would do. Setting the book and the picture of Bones down upon the table he let out a soft yawn. Maybe he wouldn't explore this place any further. He was a little tired. It had been an odd experience. "Is there anything else I need to know?"