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[sosectu_rior]

Ilyana had had a peaceful few days, in relative terms. The strangeness here wasn't wearing off by any means. She didn't expect it to. She also hadn't lied when she told someone else that if she'd known a place like this existed, she would've been pounding on the door long since

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[works_in_space]

Not too far away, Jim Kirk is once again sitting at the window, watching the universe fold itself back up. He catches a glimpse of an(yet another) attractive woman, and nods a hello.

[sosectu_rior]

Ilyana caught the gesture just as she was lifting her gaze from the pad in front of her. First impulse was to smile, the second to look briefly over her shoulder to be sure he wasn't aiming for someone else.

[works_in_space]

"Good morning," he says brightly.

[sosectu_rior]

"Hello," and she set her pencil down. "So it is." She motioned to an empty chair. "Come sit, if you'd like. I was about to have breakfast..."