[Captain's Office] -- [Open to all]

[kirktastic]

*sits in his office, wondering when he started using it so much, working furiously through much hated paperwork that's backlogged since hell broke loose*

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[original_fine]

*enters, country_doc in tow.*

Jim?

[country_doc]

*Stands just behind his Captain, hands behind his back, frowning slightly. The air's pretty damn tense (quite right too) and it's making him somewhat twitchy, so he keeps quiet for now.*

[kirktastic]

*looks up, and a serious amount of relief comes to his expression* Jim. Bones. *looks between them, then gets straight to the point*

How much do you two know about what's going on right now with Spock?

[original_fine]

*Glances at Bones.*

Only that he entered pon farr prematurely, and somehow you ended up the... recipient of his attentions.

*He can look at Jim only by sheer force of will--he is summoning all his command of himself to quell the roiling questions within him.*

And that he was sedated. Are you... are you all right?

[dctr_mccoy]

*presses chime to enter the door* *sees the conversation already going on, steps around to Jim's right side but stays silent until he's asked something - it looks like they've already begun talking*

[kirktastic]

Bones. *Whispered to his own.* I seriously, as much as I can be a pervert, don't want to be next to them while they're all... active. I'm gonna use a spare room in the mean time.

[dctr_mccoy]

*shakes his head, whispering back* Stay with me.

[kirktastic]

*eyes go wide in surprise for just a moment, then a glance to the other two* ...We'll talk. *standing up to lead them all to Spock's room.*

[kirktastic]

*comes almost literally skidding around the corner, stopping when he sees Spock already waiting outside his door.* Dammit, should have guessed you'd beat me here. *offers a tired grin and goes inside, flopping down into his chair behind the desk and gesturing for Spock to sit down*

[cso_spock]

[follows Jim inside, and at his gesture, sits down in the chair in front of his desk. elbows on the arm rests, fingers laced together.] What did you want to discuss with me?

[kirktastic]

Quite a bit, actually. *rubs his brow, as if there's a tension headache there.* Some ship stuff, some personal stuff. And I'm sorry we're going to have to talk about the personal stuff but we have to, because I'm not being unprepared for it in the future.

So ship or personal, which would you rather start with?

[cso_spock]

I am under the impression that your personal queries would be more taxing, so I prefer that we begin with the professional topics.

[just_uhura]

*presses the chime, and stands outside the door patiently, tapping the screen of her PADD*

[kirktastic]

[OOC: We are going to assume this happens after Spock leaves?]

[just_uhura]

(OOC: oops, I totally didn't realize he was in there. But yeah, that works for me!)

[kirktastic]

[OOC: Awesome.]

Come in. *Looks up from the padds all spread out in front of him and a few pieces of actual paper that, from the pencil in his hand, he was writing something down on. He looks exhausted, and there's a very dark bruise peeking out from under the collar of his shirt that looks like it had to hurt.*

Uhura. *A grin despite tiredness.* Looking lovely as always.

Hailing Captain Kirk and Commander Spock

[allmhadadh]

"Captain Kirk and Commander Spock -- meanin', the native versions -- could ye please report to transporter room one immediately? I've the Lady Amanda here, and she'd like to speak with her son."