We can work it out - [Gym] - [Kirk, Rand]
His endurance was returning faster than his strength, but both, at this point, still needed work. Even if McCoy liked him too lean. Kirk wasn't sure what he'd have done, had McCoy not "cleared" him for the gym. But he was glad he hadn't had to find out, partly because he was afraid he might have obeyed. He wasn't ready to think about that, so he scanned the gym as he began stretching, taking in potential threats, curious stares.
And little Janis Rand, alone at a weight machine, her concentration inwardly-focused as she favored her right leg. Smirking lightly, Kirk made his way over, taking the one next to her and beginning a set without saying anything. See how long it took her to get riled--he hadn't seen it yet, though he'd heard some interesting things about her and the captain. McCoy was right, in his strange way. And there was another reason for his interest--he'd found out that Andrea had been assigned to her quarters.
And little Janis Rand, alone at a weight machine, her concentration inwardly-focused as she favored her right leg. Smirking lightly, Kirk made his way over, taking the one next to her and beginning a set without saying anything. See how long it took her to get riled--he hadn't seen it yet, though he'd heard some interesting things about her and the captain. McCoy was right, in his strange way. And there was another reason for his interest--he'd found out that Andrea had been assigned to her quarters.