(OOC: This happens during the SPF thread, but we decided to make it a new post so it didn't get lost.)

It took time to get Jim to come back into his own head. Spock had gotten in there, deep as could be, and blew everything apart. At least that was what the headache pounding in his head told him. He could feel Spock curled up beside him, and ( Read more... )

He was running for his life. His lungs were burning as he dodged around the side of a building and down a thin alley-way, just about tripping over something that could have been a body. He looked down to his hands, staring at the treasure he carried. The bread had green spots on it, but to him it was the most delicious thing he had ever seen. Water ( Read more... )

Kirk cracked his neck, staring at the bag in front of him. He had a dinner with Bill tonight, and a lot of time between waking and then to waste how he saw fit. He hated sick leave, and with Bones' permission to be off it only a day away, he felt even more restless then normal. So now he was down in the gym, a tee shirt on his body and loose shorts ( Read more... )

Kirk walked silently from the party, his stomach churning violently. He didn't stop at anything, not even quiet comments in the hall directed towards him. He walked straight towards the bridge, needing it in a way he didn't even fully realize himself. It was his place to center himself ( Read more... )

(OOC: This actually occurs after his escape from sickbay but before the party. Yay timeline fuckery!)

Somehow, he had made it back to their rooms. What had happened in the hallway... Kirk shuddered, full body, and staggered towards the bathroom. It required sitting on the toilet and both hands to be able to get off his boots, whole body shaking ( Read more... )

I wish I even knew where to start writing, so I suppose this is the best beginning I can offer for now. There's too much to talk about, things I have a feeling I'm already forgetting. Risa seemed to do that, to capture everything that there was about the entire vacation and keep it there, taking it away from me. Like already, I'm forgetting stuff ( Read more... )

After Harold woke him up way too early, Kirk had a plan going in his head. He brushed a kiss on Bones' forehead before he left the warmth of the bed and their cabin.

He left a simple note for Bones.

Bones,

Go shower.

-JTK

    This was everything Kirk didn't want to do, but knew he had to. He waited until nearly everyone was off the ship, save some leftovers like the security in the brig, some of medical... and himself. He went into his office and sat down, trying to settle himself enough to do this. What the hell am I even going to say about all of this? He picked ( Read more... )