[Introduction]

[headthataway]

Jim had been (rather enthusiastically) on his way to the mess hall when the turbolift had deposited him...Well. Definitely not in the mess hall. Completely and totally not the mess hall, really. And Jim knew his mess halls. This was not one.

An entrance hall, maybe. It was large, and strange, definitely not part of his ship, and it contained no

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[gorbalsgoebbels]

"This is the fucking Hotel California, pal," says Malcolm, who has taken to pacing the corridors aimlessly with his phone (found miraculously repaired on his desk) in his hand like a security blanket.

"And even the checking out part is a wee bit sketchy."

[headthataway]

Well, someone seems tense. Jim raises his eyebrows. "Oookay. Noted. Seems like a real happy place already."

[gorbalsgoebbels]

Malcolm is made of tension. Tension and barely restrained rage, usually.

"Oh aye, the happiest place on earth. The Magic fucking Kingdom," he replies expansively, arms flung wide.

[headthataway]

Jim's just gonna stare a second. He'd recommend 'stress relief', but even he's not gonna go there.

"...Right. Awesome. I'm Captain James Kirk." He eyes him for a second before offering his hand, wondering if it's going to be bitten or mangled.

[gorbalsgoebbels]

"... Captain Kirk," Malcolm repeats, suddenly exhausted. He really doesn't want to believe that he's fallen into a world peopled by fictional characters, but it's beginning to seem unavoidable. He accepts Jim's handshake with a firm, businesslike grip.

"Malcolm Tucker. I'd say it's a pleasure, but I expect you're about as un-fucking-thrilled to be here as everyone else."

[headthataway]

"That's what I said." Jim hasn't quite cottoned on to the fictional part yet, but he's definitely noticed the strange part.

Malcolm at least appears as though he doesn't have Jim's hands on the menu at the moment, so Jim will give him the benefit of the doubt. "For now, I'm curious. I'll get pissed off later."

[gorbalsgoebbels]

"That's a very Zen fucking attitude. No really, I admire it," Malcolm says earnestly, eyes wide, "but I've never actually been fuckin'... teleported before, so it's got me a bit on edge."