.061 - loool yeah spamming you losers again

[captain_jtkirk]

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Heh.

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Who wants to try out multiple orgasms?


[Yeah. Kirk is one well adjusted person. Who is probably touching himself right now.]

[ooc; PB is Yvonne Strahovski]

Comments

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

Oh you are terrible.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

And you are a delicious looking dark treat.

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

You are a whore.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

I take offense to that.

I am still a virgin.

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

For how much longer? Maybe I should start taking bets.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Not much if I have anything to do with it.

What are you doing?

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

At the moment? Searching for clothes.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Wanna trade?

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

Seems like a good enough idea to me.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

I'll swing by in a few minutes then.

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

Yeah...see you then.

spam

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Getting to Uhura's room is something of a challenge but she manages it. With her pants bundled off to one side and in shirts that are way too big on her and hide her curves.

Which is just not going to fly. Kirk wants to enjoy it while she can.

So he knocks on Uhura's door, impatiently waiting for it to open.]

spam

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

[Thankfully, before the change, Uhura had left Spock's room to go to his own for a moment and had been there when the flood came. So he simply waited there, wrapped up on his bed in a blanket, looking particularly sour. When the knock came, he called out.]

It's open...

[If it was someone other than Kirk, they were getting a manly fist to the face. She was in no mood.]

spam

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Kirk slips in, rolling her eyes at Uhura just a little bit because of the look on his face.]

"It's not that bad," [she announced... as she let go of her pants and let them fall right off.]

spam

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

[Uhura shouldn't have been surprised, but he was. He just turned away after a moment and held out a hand.] Just give them to me.

And yes, it is that bad.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Kirk tossed him the pants that he'd been wearing, and another pair and the shirts that she'd been carrying. Not the shirts off of her back yet, as she didn't really own a bra.]

"How is it that bad?"

spam

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

[He quickly scrambled off the bed and pulled on the pants, still shirtless. He hadn't exactly been able to wear what he had owned previously. Walking to his closet, he pulled out a few articles of clothing and handed them to her.]

Please put them on.

And it is that bad because I don't want to be a man!

spam

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Please. It doesn't matter if you see anything. This isn't going to last."

[But Kirk turned her back before she shed the shirts, tossing them over and then pulling on that minidress that she'd ogled many a female officers in. She didn't realize that it was that short. Interesting. Very interesting.]

"You make an attractive man. That's more than some people can say."

[beam-me.livejournal.com]

Oh my God.

Lieutenant...?

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

Don't...say...anything.

[beam-me.livejournal.com]

Not a peep, ma'am! Sir? Ma'am... ish.

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

Uhura. Just Uhura.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Have a shocked noise but you are not what she expected.]

[beam-me.livejournal.com]

I look damned good for a woman in my forties if I do say so m'self!

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Yeah but you can't bounce a quarter off your ass now can you?