James T. Kirk (
captain_jtkirk) wrote2010-01-10 06:53 pm
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.052 - Video Post
[This is very clearly addressed to McCoy but still PUBLIC So you all know how serious he is.]
I'm getting a little bored with this game of hide and seek, McCoy. And since I seem to be surrounded by completely incompetent idiots...
[Long pause with a look that says it all. YES THIS IS AIMED AT YOU, UHURA AND SPOCK.
And he's back to business.]
I made a new game for us.
[He shifts out of the way of the camera, to show you all an unconscious Shego on the ground. She looks pretty roughed up, bruises, cuts andjizz in her hair the like.
Kirk leans back in and smiles in a totally EVIL CREEPY WAY.]
If you aren't at my quarters in an hour or less but not a second more, I'll kill her. And it won't be quick or pretty. And if you bring any of your little friends, I'm gonna have to cut on you and them a little bit.
[THE END.]
[ooc: So with Naomi's permission, we've assumed that Kirk has caught Shego, roughed her up a bit and then sedated her with one of the hypos that Bones left in his room, LOLIRONY and now he's using her as bait in his clearly obvious trap. No, he's not actually going to kill Shego, that's too much work for his lazy ass. Feel free to yell at him or cheer him on but all of the action is for Bones, kthanks. <3
PS: There will probably be graphic violence in this post. YOU ARE WARNED.
EDIT: Sorry to cock-block anyone! T'was not my intention. You will have your chance to beat on Kirk/plot against him later this week, I promise <3]
I'm getting a little bored with this game of hide and seek, McCoy. And since I seem to be surrounded by completely incompetent idiots...
[Long pause with a look that says it all. YES THIS IS AIMED AT YOU, UHURA AND SPOCK.
And he's back to business.]
I made a new game for us.
[He shifts out of the way of the camera, to show you all an unconscious Shego on the ground. She looks pretty roughed up, bruises, cuts and
Kirk leans back in and smiles in a totally EVIL CREEPY WAY.]
If you aren't at my quarters in an hour or less but not a second more, I'll kill her. And it won't be quick or pretty. And if you bring any of your little friends, I'm gonna have to cut on you and them a little bit.
[THE END.]
[ooc: So with Naomi's permission, we've assumed that Kirk has caught Shego, roughed her up a bit and then sedated her with one of the hypos that Bones left in his room, LOLIRONY and now he's using her as bait in his clearly obvious trap. No, he's not actually going to kill Shego, that's too much work for his lazy ass. Feel free to yell at him or cheer him on but all of the action is for Bones, kthanks. <3
PS: There will probably be graphic violence in this post. YOU ARE WARNED.
EDIT: Sorry to cock-block anyone! T'was not my intention. You will have your chance to beat on Kirk/plot against him later this week, I promise <3]
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Aye Captain. [He said with as much sarcasm as he could muster in the muttering.]
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"Tell me more about this mind meld. And hell, this magical shuttle ride you're so fixated on."
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"Do you still see him when you look at me? Do you honestly think this is just some kind of spell and he's gonna snap out of it at any moment and kiss all your owies better?"
[He paused for a moment, to rip the knife of out of McCoy's arm and sink the blade into another patch of flesh a few inches down.]
"That could be true but you're still missing the point."
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And what's 'the point?' [He gritted out after a long moment.]
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"If you think I'm such a child, why aren't you trying to stop me?"
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And give you the satisfaction of a fight? [McCoy glowered, shifting his unwounded arm slightly as a test. It had less to do with that and more to do with opportunity, something he hadn't had a lot of between Kirk's phaser and knife. If he could somehow get the man's phaser, maybe lull him into a false sense of security some way, he could stun him then- then what? Drag him out and keep him sedated?
It wasn't a dream of an idea but it was better than the piercing pain up his arm repeating any further. If he could fake passing out he might be able to get Jim- Kirk - off of him.]
spam - fight back you little girl :|
"You're ruining the game, McCoy. At least try to play along instead of being such a coward. You're letting your Captain down. You're letting little Joanna down."
spam - you must rush my grand master plan :<
His rolled on his injured arm, leaving his unwounded hand to try and tackle Jim back, going for the phaser at his belt.]
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The phaser was ripped out of its place on his belt before he could stop it but Kirk still had the knife held tightly in one hand, even as the doctor landed on top of him.]
"Bravo. Now what are you doing with me?"
spam - fair enough. I'm pretty slow
He laughed breathily.] You gave her one that could only kill. You sick son of a bitch.
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"Does it surprise you that she refused to use it?"
[He moved quickly, thrusting up with that knife in his hand, driving it home deep into McCoy's gut.]
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He let the phaser drop next to Kirk's head, eyes turning to Jim's knife buried in his gut as if he were watching the scene from a distance. He pulled back, away from Kirk, back hitting the desk as he covered the wound with his good hand.]
So that- [He looked back over to Kirk, struggling.] Going to kill me Kirk?
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[Kirk stuck the knife back in its place on his belt as he climbed to his feet, collecting the phaser off the ground as well, to be safe. Though considering where he'd stabbed McCoy, he was going to be unconscious soon from blood loss.]
"Take a nap. You'll feel better after."
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Yeah, he was drifting, the blood already spilled from his arm was making quick work of it. And here he was in Jim's room, practically his 'second home' considering how many nights he spent there. He glanced back over to Kirk, wanted to say something bitter or biting or maybe imploring in some last ditch effort to make the whole thing make sense but he closed his eyes instead and drifted off completelya few minutes later.]
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Then he came across his prize. The dermal regenerator that McCoy had recently gotten for Christmas.
He flipped it on and crouched down in front of McCoy, holding the device over the stab wound in his gut. The other wounds he was going to leave. He just wanted McCoy alive. Comfort had nothing to do with it.]
"Wakey, wakey, doctor."
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That was until he realized something was off. The pain in his arm was still there, making it difficult to move the limb but his stomach, the stab wound was replaced with the tell tale itch of regenerated cells. He glanced down, running his fingertips over the tear in his uniform where the injury should have been. Sore but mostly gone, on it's way to healing to little more than a shallow cut.
He looked back over to Kirk, stomach sinking at who the man still was as he attempted to get to his feet.]
Never a dull moment, I said. [He muttered, more to himself before speaking more clearly.] Why did you- [He trailed off. He wasn't sure he wanted to know Kirk's plans.]
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[Kirk finished poking and prodding the wounds and he tossed the machine off to the side, uncaring if it broke as he stood to his full height.]
"You owe me now, doctor. I just saved your life."
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McCoy just stared at him after he spoke, brow furrowing in disbelief.] You saved- are you out of your god damned mind? [Of course he was, hadn't everything so far proven that?]
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"You're more useful to me alive and in my debt."
[He shrugged a little bit.]
"And cause you wanted me to kill you and I hate giving people what they want."
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What the hell happened to you? [McCoy asked harshly. He couldn't look at that smile too long, it was unsettling.]
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[Kirk tipped head to the side curiously.]
"Pardon?"
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How did you get this way- what the hell happened to do this to you? [He said, gesturing at Kirk's blood flecked wrists.] The 'Empire?'
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spam - why the hell are you still awake?
spam - I got up at 7. fucked up right?
spam - I wasn't even up that early
spam - life is hard ok. normal sleeping hours. idk what to do about that
spam - you are not on a normal sleep schedule. You were up til 3
spam - eh. normal for me at least.
spam - your life is sad