RP LOG: Jim Kirk; Christine Chapel [OPEN/INCOMPLETE]

[jimtiberiuskirk]

WHO: Christine Chapel; Jim Kirk (OPEN/INCOMPLETE)
WHAT: Kirk relies on Chris's talented hands. Y'know. To treat his cut.
WHEN: After taking off from the starbase.
WARNINGS: None as of yet.

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[jimtiberiuskirk]

At that questioning look, the raise in her eyebrows, Kirk knew that he really did have to lay off the charm a little. He couldn't help it around pretty ladies, single, taken, married...it happened, but Christine Chapel was way, way off-limits and Kirk knew he needed to stop before he pushed a little further. He'd learned his lessons a few times about flirting with guy's girlfriends, and -- hell, when it was his own best friend, it just seemed like a bastard thing to do.

"Alpha and Delta shifts," He repeated. Good. Bones would be there, too, which meant that Kirk could bother him all he wanted -- but the same time, Bones might be a little less than gentle with his hand if he happened to make him angry. And keeping himself from flirting with his head nurse might have been an issue. Kirk wondered if the other nurses were just as pretty as Christine, glancing past her and wondering if anyone else was even there. Probably not.

"So," He asked, a hint of amusement in his voice as he straightened out, crossing a leg over the other. "If I ask for you, you'd come and dress my wound for me?" He gave her his best James T. Kirk grin. "I mean, I get if you don't want to..." It did look kind of gross when it was seeping blood, and stitches generally looked nasty after a few days.

"Don't tell Dr. McCoy I said this, but I think you might just be better at bedside manner."