[Kirk's Office] -- [Private Communications]

[kirktastic]

Kirk flopped into the seat behind his desk, letting out a very slow breath as he took just a second to relax. He rubbed at his eyes with the palms of his hands, then smirked. He had something to do, and now an idea on how to do it.

He picked up a padd and quickly started to type.

Private Communication to Jim, Spock, Mr. Spock, Bones, and Leonard

Comments

Private Communication to Jim

[original_fine]

Spock and I are available at your earliest convenience, Jim.

Re: Private Communication to Jim

[kirktastic]

Jim,

Feel free to come as soon as you have a chance. No rush, but I think it'll be worth your while if we can figure it out.

[original_fine]

Jim wasn't sure what Captain Jim was up to, but he certainly was curious. He was grateful to be back on the ship. But the quiet hum of the engines only brought home to him that this wasn't home. He liked Jim. Loved him, even. And he respected him as a captain.

But being a captain was the only thing Jim had ever wanted. And he wasn't that anymore.

He and Spock made their way to Kirk's office, Jim glancing at Spock every so often, his curiosity palpable.

[sehlatbear]

Spock paused outside of James' office. Jim's anxiety was rolling off of him in waves - so much of his identity wrapped up in his captaincy.

He caught Jim's hand, an incredibly forward gesture, looked up and down the hall, and offered him a quick brush of lips.

"You are no less a captain without your ship, Jim."

[original_fine]

Jim smiled gratefully up at Spock, an unguarded moment. It was odd, being exposed like that--their working relationship was yet another thing they had yet to deal with--but in this moment not unwelcome.

"Maybe not," he said. "But it helps."

He grinned and pushed the buzzer.

[kirktastic]

Kirk grinned when he realized he could sense Spock and Jim coming before the doors even opened. What had started off as something almost terrifying in the idea of someone being in his head had turned into something that almost... pleased him. Or maybe he was just getting used to the concept of someone being in his head. Or... something. Who knew.

He leaned back in his chair, eyes bright with the knowledge of his idea. He had a good fee-- well he hoped they would like this idea.

"Come in!" He called, the doors opening for the pair.

Private Kirk/Bones

[dctr_mccoy]

It's quiet here now, knock on wood. Call me when the others are ready and I'll pop on over.

Re: Private Kirk/Bones

[kirktastic]

Come on up, Bones.

[country_doc]

I can make it up there now, if that would suit you.

[kirktastic]

Come on up, McCoy. Your captain and FO are already here.