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WHO: Jim Kirk and Shinzon, later Kahlan, ask if you want to join in on the fun too
WHAT: Shinzon works in the Infirmary. This does not fly with the space captain. Who is basically looking for a fight and well. A fight ensues.
WHEN: Sometime today
WHERE: The Infirmary and then probably out into the hall. As to not disturb all the sicklings.
WARNINGS: Violence. Maybe a Confession if it comes to that?
On some level, Kirk knew that was he was getting close to his breaking point. He'd spent the greater part of his youth roaming around the Midwest, looking for a fight or a fuck but mostly the former. He should be able to recognize the feeling of his surroundings been too small and his skin being too fight and just the need to hit someone.
But he was a starship Captain. That kind of stuff wasn't very befitting of his rank and for the most part, he was able to push it to the back of his mind and pretend like it wasn't even there. Letting it fester was all he was really doing and it was just getting. He was lashing out at the people close to him and that he at least consciously recognized and he really didn't want to. He enjoyed a good fight, a fist fight though and not a cat fight.
Jim was feeling anxious again and swimming with Bones had gone over well the other night, so with that in mind he headed towards the Infirmary, not knowing if Bones was on shift or not but that didn't matter. It didn't hurt to check.
Or, maybe it did since the first person he saw when he walked in there was Shinzon and that was never a welcome sight. Especially when the son of a bitch didn't seem to be bleeding or sick in any way. "What are you doing here?" he asked, always the prime example of tact.
WHAT: Shinzon works in the Infirmary. This does not fly with the space captain. Who is basically looking for a fight and well. A fight ensues.
WHEN: Sometime today
WHERE: The Infirmary and then probably out into the hall. As to not disturb all the sicklings.
WARNINGS: Violence. Maybe a Confession if it comes to that?
On some level, Kirk knew that was he was getting close to his breaking point. He'd spent the greater part of his youth roaming around the Midwest, looking for a fight or a fuck but mostly the former. He should be able to recognize the feeling of his surroundings been too small and his skin being too fight and just the need to hit someone.
But he was a starship Captain. That kind of stuff wasn't very befitting of his rank and for the most part, he was able to push it to the back of his mind and pretend like it wasn't even there. Letting it fester was all he was really doing and it was just getting. He was lashing out at the people close to him and that he at least consciously recognized and he really didn't want to. He enjoyed a good fight, a fist fight though and not a cat fight.
Jim was feeling anxious again and swimming with Bones had gone over well the other night, so with that in mind he headed towards the Infirmary, not knowing if Bones was on shift or not but that didn't matter. It didn't hurt to check.
Or, maybe it did since the first person he saw when he walked in there was Shinzon and that was never a welcome sight. Especially when the son of a bitch didn't seem to be bleeding or sick in any way. "What are you doing here?" he asked, always the prime example of tact.