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[captain_jtkirk]

WHO: Kirk and Uhura
WHEN: Tonight sometime. After dinner.
WHERE: the gym
WHAT: The captain's babysitter is checking in on him again.

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[lt_n_uhura]

Uhura couldn't sleep. She knew what she had planned the next day and it was killing her. Honestly. She was terrified that she might say the wrong thing and her inmate either wouldn't believe her...or he would believe her too much. If she screwed this up, then they would be set very, very far back and she would have cemented all distrust in authority he had left

[captain_jtkirk]

Kirk laughed breathlessly, shaking his head as best he could and he didn't respond to her right away. More because he was trying to thinking of a way to answer that without being snappy or completely obvious that he was only here because he had nothing else to do and couldn't stand to be alone in his room with the tribble and the dog right now.

"I brought water," he said finally, gesturing at the bottle on his machine.

[lt_n_uhura]

She was actually expecting a snappy response. Of course, she didn't know how he thought or anything other than what he typically chose to tell her, but she did know that he very rarely enjoyed her calling him out on anything. So, naturally, that's what she was going to do.

She needed to be paid more for being his babysitter.

"I see that. But that doesn't make it better." She started out at a nice, gentle jog for the moment.

[captain_jtkirk]

Too bad. Being Kirk's babysitter was a really poor paying job. And kind of thankless because god knew Kirk himself rarely ever thanked anyone for looking after him when he didn't think he needed it.

"I need to keep up my endurance," Jim tried instead.