.009 - watch Kirk actually do his job!

[captain_jtkirk]

[Filtered from the Marquis because Kirk wants to make him squirm]If I wanted to find some parchment, quills and uh, ink, who would I ask around here? You people don't have replicators. It's just like being back in Iowa when Frank's in a bad mood. And to answer the question before it's even asked, yes, I will trade sexual favors for the stuff if

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[buywithme]

I sold all my parchment already. I could feasibly make some new parchment, but it'd take a few days. I have normal paper though, and normal pens, and some ink if he's okay with that?

[captain_jtkirk]

You sold it? To who?

I have the feeling that he won't be okay with that. So find me some parchment. I saved the world in this shirt. Doesn't that entice you to work faster at all?

[buywithme]

Sorry Comrade. Client confidentiality.

It's just going to be covered in that stuff again! I should really ask for a clean shirt instead this time.

[captain_jtkirk]

What? Seriously? Even against your own warden?

You don't save the world and keep your shirt in pristine clean condition! That thing has special value. And you can't have any of my other ones. I'm fondly attached to them.

[buywithme]

You're not my Warden, Brother.

How come you're not attached to the one you saved the world in then? And who will ever buy your disgusting clothes off me?

[captain_jtkirk]

But I am your best friend. From your mouth.

Because I didn't save the world in command gold and I'm highly attached to that color.

I'm James Fucking Kirk. Ask around. People know me. People will always want to buy weird things if it belongs to a celebrity.

[buywithme]

I didn't say you were my best friend.

...Wait, did I? I don't think I said you were my best friend.

Anyway, I'm not accepting any more dirty clothes off you.

He's so lying here.

[captain_jtkirk]

You did. You called me your very best friend. It warmed my heart, it really did.

Then what do you want for the stuff?

Prefect thinks he'd remember that!

[buywithme]

You're lying, and even if you weren't lying I still wouldn't tell you. It's a confidentiality issue, Comrade. I can't just tell you these things.

I want clean clothes.

Damnit. Seen through his clever rouse

[captain_jtkirk]

Why do you want all of my clothes?

Prefect's a crafty one!

[buywithme]

I just want something with some kind of value to anyone who isn't you!

He's looking to be shot.

[captain_jtkirk]

Well, you can't have my clothes anymore. Unless you want me to run around half dressed, in which case, all you had to do was ask.

He clearly is!

[buywithme]

Then you can't have my parchment, ink, or potential future quill pens.

[captain_jtkirk]

I've got a phaser. You want that?

[buywithme]

...

What's a phaser?

[captain_jtkirk]

A gun, basically. You can't tell me someone won't be interested in that.