Subject: Re: Our meeting at Mad Dog’s and Englishmen
A pleasure to meet you, as well. Though it is a profoundly odd experience, to say the very least? Sorry that I kept expecting you to go bloody berserker on Kirk - when he finally popped in at the pub - but he does tend to have that effect on...the world at large, I suppose? Merely an after effect of having that dream so many times, I assure you. I’ll attempt to break it down, for your records, and elaborate a wee bit more. Writing it out is easier than saying it. It does sound even more insane, when saying it.
The scene: Unknown Apple Store that I thought was part of a Sci-Fi convention. However, I’m now left questioning even where the exact setting was.
Me: Wearing what more or less looks like what I’d wear, now. Only, you know, if it was the winter season, and I was about to dance a jig drunkenly on a street corner in Glasgow for a few coins for a pub crawl. Except I swear that I was in trouble before that point where some angry lad in red is pointing a sci-fi pew pew laser gun looking thing at me, you were looking rather stern and I was holding my hands up. I think that I noted I was dripping water all over the nice Apple Store’s floor, during our talk in the pub. This? I can not figure out. Still a mystery.
Kirk: Wearing black and clearly being an instigator on purpose, to get on your nerves. Because he’s an arse. Not a drop of water on him. And even if you weren’t too terribly keen on giving me a towel, and even if I did not want to take sides in your wee argument, it was still no reason to bring your mother into the whole debate. Really.
You: Wearing a blue shirt, with pointy ears. Very serious sort, clearly in command. But, of course, Kirk being Kirk was going to be a bloody envelope pusher until even someone like you could snap, and you throttled him a good one while everyone watched, with their jaws mopping the floor. Myself included, for the most part, though I did glance around at least once or twice.
Sulu: Yellow uniform, as well as some other lad I’ve not seen yet, who looked quite a bit younger.
McCoy: Also present! Wearing a fetching shade of blue for his uniform. It suited him quite nicely, and I’ll refrain from further mention of our running joke, about how we’re going to run off into a proverbial sunset, together. I’ve gathered you wouldn’t find it amusing.
Uhura: Wearing a red uniform. I’m terribly sorry, and utterly ashamed to admit that I gave her a glancing at. It was very very brief, because there wasn’t much time to enjoy the view, much less the fact there was ten metric tons of shiny tech sparkling all over the place, that I really, really wanted to get my hands on.
Gaila: Not present. At the time, I didn't wonder why she wasn’t around, at all. Odd, that.
The fight: General pounding down on Kirk, which seems to be a common enough occurrence in reality. As well as you finishing off by trying to strangle him right then and there, until some other pointy-eared fellow said your name, and you’d stopped, said something to McCoy about not being fit for command. Then you’d stepped out of the apple store through a slidey door, and I was like ‘This ship is exciting!’ because, I guess it’s a ship of some sort, the apple store is? And it was an exciting row, so good on the both of you. Because of the fisticuffs.
The aftermath: Guess who got to sit in the chair? Kirk. Because some dumb arse named Pike made Kirk the first officer, or so Sulu chose to inform everyone. Poor McCoy didn’t seem too keen on it, much less anyone else, including Uhura. Who called Kirk ‘Captain’ but said it in a rather shirty manner. And Kirk was rather blase about the whole thing, thanking McCoy for the vote of confidence, and basically told Uhura that he’d hoped he knew what he was doing as well.