To: T'Lan,
I know this is weird, but I'm back to life. Mind if I drop by to visit you? I might bring one of my sons if that's okay?
Lt. George Kirk, USS Enterprise (formerly Kelvin)
To: Jim
kirktasticHey kiddo. What say we get together, tear up the town? Haven't seen you a lot recently. Go visit an old shipmate of mine?
Dad
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...You're not allowed to call me kiddo in front of this person. Who is it? Why would they wanna meet me?
Jim
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Fine, I won't call you that in front of T'Lan. She was the CEO back on the Kelvin. She met Sammy way back when but she never got a chance to meet you, I don't think. She's fun.
Dad
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T'Lan... She's a Vulcan? Look, if you want someone to keep you company to go see her I'll go, but... won't it just bring back shitty memories if I come?
Not exactly like anyone associates good things with my birth and the Kelvin.
Jim
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She is! It's more I want to show you off to an old crew mate. And I bet you'd enjoy hearing some dirt from when I was a young officer? If anyone has it, it'd be T'Lan. She was there right form the get-go on the old hulk.
Dad
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Vulcans do not appreciate humor. Further, since a preliminary scan of your message indicates it is being sent from a Federation vessel, you should be aware that Starfleet will share my disapproval of your behavior once your actions are discovered.
Impersonating deceased, highly regarded Starfleet officers is not a recommended past time.
T'Lan
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It's good to know you have your sense of humor. Not to mention your life. It's really me, George. I promise. I want to introduce you to my baby boy, Jimmy.
George
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I recognize that logic is not held in high regard by all species in the universe and I acknowledge the wisdom of IDIC in that regard. But certainly you must understand that I find your claim to be ridiculous?
The ability to regenerate is not a skill humans hold. Likewise, if a celebrated Starfleet officer returned from the dead, I have little doubt the entire Federation would know, as Earth would no doubt insist on holding one of its distasteful and slothful acts of celebration.
I have every reason to find you suspect and very few to believe your story.
T'Lan
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How about the fact I know you never told me how to get you drunk, despite the fact I continuously tried? Or that we used to have dinner, the heads of departments in Rick's office, every Wednesday. Rick used to serve samosas, and you made me try one on a bet. They were surprisingly tasty, and you had to fight me for them, metaphorically speaking, after.
George
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But he wanted to bring Jim, show Jim off, and maybe remind Jim that there was a lot more to the Kelvin than the explosion at the end. Seemed like a lot of folks forgot there was four years and some odd months and days before that happened that they'd lived and worked together and had adventures, just like Jim was leading them into. Well, hopefully not just like but along similar, less embarrassing lines.
He hoped he'd covered up the under-eye circles and baggage otherwise he knew he'd be hearing it from T'Lan. He wagered it'd be one perfectly cutting remark, as she was so good at.
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Jim brought a bagel with him, thinking his father probably didn't eat. It was a good cover story, anyway. Once he spotted George, he walked over and gave a smile. "Hey, Dad." He offered over the napkin covered bagel. "Brought you part of our breakfast."
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He took the bagel. "Everything bagel, excellent. I brought coffee for us both." He indicated the coffee mugs. "Sit down while I eat? I wasn't sure what you like in your coffee." George himself just drank it black. Hated it anyway but it was a good boost for his system to think it had energy.
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The coffee, not so much real food, actually sounded good. He nodded and took up the mug, not really caring. It was bitter and strong and that was fine for his attitude so far that morning. "Thanks. I'll need the boost."
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