James woke up in a place that was rapidly becoming familiar, though he had not meant to stay. As usual, he woke early, and without disorientation. Those precious seconds were ones he had been trained that he could not afford to miss, though Tina had, of late, eroded some of that watchfulness. With her still asleep, however, he woke quickly, taking ( Read more... )

[OOC - After the baby shower, before the Enterprise leaves.]

Private to Tina Chapel
Tina,

I know the Enterprise is leaving tomorrow, but I was hoping you'd have a moment or two to spare. I have something important to tell you.

James

Where Tina invited, James went. It was somewhat remarkable, really, that after all that had happened she could so easily suggest another afternoon watching movies. He'd walked out on her after their date, punched her ex without any true repentance, and didn't feel bad at all about what had happened yesterday except that Jim had gotten to share--and ( Read more... )

Private to Tina ChapelTina ( Read more... )

James was drunk.

Drunkity drunk drunk, and he liked it. He felt happy. He was happy because he was drunk, and it had been awhile, and now he couldn't remember why that was. Surely drinking was an acceptable pastime. He had seen it engaged in. And obviously he couldn't have gotten drunk in this world without alcohol, which was readily available and ( Read more... )

Tina has been pretty explicit in her poll about ice cream. James did not think it a huge stretch to assume she wanted some rather desperately ( Read more... )

James's sleep passed uneventfully. And by the next morning, unbeknownst to him, Jim knew his secret, and had already told Christine. Next stop was James'. Jim was not looking forward to it, but he was prepared ( Read more... )

James' rage was considerable.After Spock left, he paced the room, naked and still painfully aroused. He should have ignored her, should have thrown her back down to the bed and had his way with her, any way he wanted. She was stronger than he but he could have found a way. He hadn't even fought. He'd argued, a little. He'd behaved ungraciously. But ( Read more... )

It had been awhile since Jim had gone on a date. This was mostly because "dating," as a concept, was more or less foreign to the brutal, want-take-have (without exposing yourself to your superiors before you could kill them) culture of Starfleet where he was from, rather than a function of having been out of the dating pool for awhile and getting ( Read more... )

( Private to Lt. Marlena Moreau )