Who: Hermione Granger and the residents of Wes's house
What: Checking up on a friend
Where: ...Wes's house. And maybe Dok's too.
When: First thing Saturday morning
Why: Because public forum posts can make a person worry.
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Irrational fears weren't really her forte. )
"You... aren't Wes," she said, suspiciously. For one thing, he was older, and she'd never known Wes to tackle strangers. (But then, she'd never broken into his house before, so how could she know for certain?) And he was... wearing next to nothing, and if she let herself get a good look at him, she would probably think he could have given Cedric Diggory a run for his money. No-- Cedric would have probably been chasing him down the street.
Which didn't let him off the hook, as far as she was concerned. Sitting up, she pointed her wand at him and said, "I'm looking for Wes. Some strange person was threatening him on the forums last night-- and when I come to his house, there's some strange person here. So all I have to say is, he better be all right, or you are going to be very sorry."
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"Why are you pointing a stick at me?" He put one finger on the stick and pushed it away from his face. "And I'm not telling you where Wes is till you prove to me you aren't some, some, critter he was all freaked out about."
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"Hey, I was perfectly happy sleeping before you broke in. Which you managed to do without opening the door. I know you can't beam in, so how the hell did you...and, I'm Jim Kirk, Wes's temporary house mate."
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"Eh, no problem, sorry for tackling you, in my job, when the weird hits, you tend to go on the offensive." he smiled self consciously, "Since it's usually, you know, trying to kill me and my crew."
He hauled himself up and the polite Midwestern farm-boy came to the fore as he extended a hand to the nice pregnant lady who could make wood spark. Interesting technology that, "Need some help?"
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"It's all right," she said. "If someone I didn't know appeared suddenly inside my house, I'd probably tackle them too. Well," she amended. "I'd probably hex them. Tackling is sort of on the no-no list, at the moment." Pulling a rueful expression, she said, "But rest assured, I will not be attempting to kill you today."
Oh, but he was cute. Returning the smile, she took his outstretched hand. "Yes, thank you," she replied. "But go slow-- I don't want to add fainting to my list of clever, successful things I've done this morning."
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He worked though the last bit of conversation with the genius brain Bones always liked to make fun of him for.
"Wait magic? You mean really advanced technology right?"
Yeah, why someone would put advanced tech into a stick that did things, he didn't know but he'd seen weirder out there.
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Kirk had met plenty of beings who thought that there technology was magic, he was just going to ignore the claim and move on.
"Right, now if you would just let me get some pants on..." He gestured down to his boxers, "we can see about some coffee or something."
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Several thoughts came to mind when he spoke of getting some pants on-- some of which ("...don't rush on my account.") took her completely by surprise. She hoped she wasn't blushing when she said, "...right. You do that, and I'll... meet you in the kitchen."
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He went back to his little nest he'd been creating in the living room, he pulled his pants from the pile along with his communicator and the phaser. He slipped his uniform pants on and stashed the phaser in the waistband of the pants along his back. No reason to freak her out, but no reason to not be prepared anyway.
Kirk dashed over to the main bedroom, the pants would pass for this time period, the rest of his uniform, not so much.
After he opened the closet all he could think was how he was going to have to school Wes up a bit in the fashion department. How many ugly ass sweaters did a man need? He might not be an expert in this time period, but my god, those were ugly in any time period.
He found a blue t-shirt and a button up shirt and slipped them on, ehh, it fit close enough, if he just unbuttoned the sleeves and left the button up shirt open.
Kirk looked in the mirror quickly and tried to make sure the worst of the friz was gone before heading back into the kitchen.
He finally went back to the kitchen and was thankful to notice that the woman, Hermione, was still there.
"So, what do ya want?"
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If only she wasn't so short!
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"Tea's fine with me, my firs...friend likes it and it's rubbed off on me a bit."
Ugh, he was still waking up, if he's been in his right mind he wouldn't have slipped in front of a 'civilian'/
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She decided not to pry. After all, he was kind enough not to be all "He-man" about reaching the tea. Feeling it land in her hand had deflated a great deal of her frustration.
Joining him in his quest to find the kettle, she said, "So how do you know Wes?"
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"Sucess!" Kirk crowed when he found the teapot stashed with the pots. He pulled it out and went over to the faucet. He filled it with water and then went over to the stove.
"Wes and I..." he downplayed, "well, we come from the same neck of the woods." He stared at the stove, trying to figure out how it worked again. Wes had given him a quick lesson but, yeah, he'd managed to forget and it was just different enough to be a pain in the ass.
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