A Friendly Game of Chess [Closed]
It had taken him a day or two to finally get the spare time, but Kirk had finally managed to get a decent recreation of the Enterprise's recreation room in the Sensoriums. Not that that was hard, considering Stacy could pluck the images from his memory. It was just as he remembered leaving it. Various games set up on different tables. Mats in one corner for sparring. Food replicators. Kirk himself sat at a table holding a 3-Dimensional chess board.. He had it prepared for a new game, white and black pieces facing each other across the board. He could remember the times he'd played spock - and lost. He'd won, too, of course. They were both excellent at the game in their own ways.
He'd invited his first officer to meet and talk - they needed to, after all. This wasn't the Enterprise and the status quo currently didn't recognize Spock as anything but another crewmember. As loathe as he was to play favorites, Kirk wanted Spock as his XO or science officer. He was dependable. They knew each other. He was good at what he did.
With those thoughts brewing in his head, Kirk waited for his best friend to arrive.
He'd invited his first officer to meet and talk - they needed to, after all. This wasn't the Enterprise and the status quo currently didn't recognize Spock as anything but another crewmember. As loathe as he was to play favorites, Kirk wanted Spock as his XO or science officer. He was dependable. They knew each other. He was good at what he did.
With those thoughts brewing in his head, Kirk waited for his best friend to arrive.