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[notamod_box]

The strangest thing for many about the phonebox was the number of rooms, myriad in their uses and types, seemingly in unending supply. There were people here too, sometimes no more than voices around a corner or down the hall. Sometimes sitting in the chair near the fire that likely hadn't been there earlier. There was even talk of an entire

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[jamestiberius]

Scotty usually wasn't this off when he used the transporter. Sure, he'd been a little off with the Nerada, but that was more because of the Romulans complete lack of common sense (...I'll be puttin' ya in a cargo bay, shouldn't be a soul in sight. Ridiculous). But this? This really, really wasn't San Francisco, it wasn't Starfleet Academy, and he wasn't with Spock, Bones and Uhura. They were supposed to meet up with Command for a quick tête-à-tête before heading out again, but it appeared that would have to wait.

He pushed his way through yet another door, muttering to himself about inconveniences and impatience, taking quick stock of the room. No Spock, no Bones, no Uhura. The room was nearly full of people, the hum of music and friendly conversation, ice clinking in glasses. Tempting. He leaned an elbow against the bar, glancing around the room quickly, scanning faces and trying to figure out just what to do next.

[oneandtogether]

By the time Spock found him, it was clear that the Captain had been in the room for some time. He deduced this mostly by the empty glass on the bar in front of him and the two women listening with apparent raptness to his story. Spock moved into Kirk's peripheral vision with his arms straight at his sides, his expression perfectly neutral. "Captain," he said, and waited for Kirk to look around and realize who was addressing him.

[jamestiberius]

Kirk's eyebrows rocketed skyward, and he grinned crookedly, turning to look at his first officer. "Spock!" He reached out, clapping him roughly on the shoulder. "About time. I was wondering where you were." He glanced back at the empty glass (his first) and the two women. "Ladies, I'm afraid I'll have to take a rain check. It's been lovely." He used the hand still on Spock's shoulder to steer him away. "Okay, right, where the hell are we?"