It's true that all the men you knew were dealers - [Kirk, Chapel]

[behnd_blueyes]

Meetings were often tricky things.

Chapel probably wasn't setting him up, but it never paid to let your guard down and while he knew most of the tricks and didn't think this was someone pretending to be her--not least because no one had any reason to believe he would answer Nurse Chapel's call like this--it was not to be taken lightly. Even on the

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[mirrored_npc]

The lounge had been favored by Pike and Spock - most crew avoided it for the sake of their own safety and the habits that had been formed by long custom had not yet changed. Chapel was not afraid of the lounge though, and it was a convenient place to have this discussion.

She nodded, didn't stand. She had a small box in her hands, which she offered as he came to sit opposite her.

[behnd_blueyes]

He took it automatically, careful not to touch her and hoping it didn't contain any body parts. He wasn't squeamish but there was always a message in things like that. He sat, the implication being that he was invited to do so.

"Should I open it now?" he asked.

[mirrored_npc]

Chapel managed to look a little shy somehow.

"You can wait. I just wanted to make sure I gave it to you."

She shifted forward so that she was leaning towards him, close enough to whisper.

"Did you see the message that got posted about Rien?"

[behnd_blueyes]

Now feeling as though he couldn't open it, Kirk set the box aside and gave Chapel his full attention. There was no reason for her to whisper, but who knew what she thought might be listening?

Could Uhura listen through those thingies?

"I did," he said, vaguely remembering such a thing. He hadn't paid a lot of attention; most of the messages were spam or overt attempts to rile.