Exo III

[nawigationiskey]

The planet looming on the screen looked dead. Chekov was, predictably, unimpressed. As they arrived, though, he plotted the orbital course and turned in his chair as Kirk ordered the ship to slow. He was doing passably, it was a shame

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[spkng_in_tngues]

Uhura watched the planet spin. There was a scientist there, a rogue named Korby. He'd stopped transmitting results back to the Empire.

"Find Korby, bring me his results, and consult me for further instructions."

She paused, looked hard at the back of Kirk's head.

"I'd strongly prefer it if everyone came back alive. At least for now."

[behnd_blueyes]

Kirk had been mildly surprised to find himself on the away-team list. And the captain's words now were not entirely an appeasement of his belief that she would not mind, altogether, if he did not return. Who could be blamed, really, if he didn't return? It would be convenient, even if Uhura was still mildly interested in establishing his usefulness.

He didn't turn around, but he smiled to himself. He'd return. If Pike couldn't kill him, he'd be damned if some scientist or their own security team got him.

[nawigationiskey]

"Дa, Keptin, of course," Chekov answered almost cheerfully. Almost. He rose from his station and shot a brief look back at Kirk. "Permission to leawe the bridge?"

[spkng_in_tngues]

The indulgent smile was mostly for show. Her eyes were still clear: Don't fuck this up.

"Of course. Keep me informed."