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[boldlygoingkirk]

Characters: Jim Kirk + Montgomery Scott
When: Monday morning, November 23rd.
Where: Outskirts of town
Rating: PG
Description: Kirk has a problem. Well. A couple of problems.

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There was a brief period of silence, broken by a series of muffled thumps from somewhere above. After a moment one of the second-floor windows slid open and a head poked out. A bleary, dishevelled head, the owner of which had clearly just woken up.

"Jim?" Scotty said, blinking sleepily at him, "'you doin' here? Time's it?"

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"Iiiit's..." He looked at his watch. "Ten after eight!" He shouted up to the window, tilting the bike from one side to the other as he waited for the older man to get up and out of bed.

"I need my motorcycle looked at! Think you can give me a hand?"

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"Ugh." He scrubbed a hand over his face and stifled a yawn in his fist. "Alright, let me throw some clothes on an' I'll be right down." He ducked back inside and slammed the window shut.

A few moments later he was coming out of the front door, in the process of pulling on a worn brown leather jacket. "This'd better be good," he mumbled, trying unsuccessfully to stifle another yawn. "Only got to bed 'bout an hour ago."

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"You can go back to sleep after, if you want." Kirk laughed when Scotty came out from the house, bed-ruffled and tired looking.

He slid off the bike and gestured to it. "It's...leaking." He frowned, wondering if the engineering major knew something he could do to fix it.