.005 - Private to Prefect

[captain_jtkirk]

I know we broke up but let's have a drink anyway.

I promise I won't hit you. Or insult Sam.

... well, I won't hit you.

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[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Comrade, you realize you just made that sound like we had any kind of non-abusive relationship going on?

...

You won't insult Sam?

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

You mean that time we shared together wasn't special for you? That cuts me deep, Prefect. I seem to have lost my touch.

I will... attempt to not insult Sam.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

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I'm working right now.

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You could always rent my company for the duration of a drink?

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Rent your company? You sound like a prostitute.

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You're not, are you? Cause I was kidding about that time being special. Or any other relationship euphemism I've made.

IT IS A DUBIOUS AND COMPROMISED QUOTA.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

No! Why do people keep saying that!

I just... have a lot of stuff to do. It doesn't make financial sense to go out and spend time with someone who isn't my Warden or Harvey unless they reimburse me for it.

I have a quota to meet.

Congratulations. Kirk thinks you're completely insane

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

I used to be your Warden. Does that count for a discount?

Ptthhh, you should have read his file :c

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Uhh...

No. No discount.

Files are for lamers. Like Spock and Sam.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

What do you even want for your time? I checked all my pockets. Fresh out of money.

HEY! YOU'RE INSULTING SAM D:

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

I accept trades. What do you think my time is worth?

It's a compliment! Spock's his BFF. *cough*

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Less effort then I'm already putting out to get it.

You ever been shot by a Federation captain before?

What do you think your time is worth?

Prefect needs to start READING STIKES :C

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Well... If we end up spending two hours drinking (not counting the time in the build up and the cost of drinks) it would be the equivalent of maybe £20 worth of my time, maybe a bit more depending on what I actually do and the chances of it taking longer than that, and taking into consideration what kind of stock you may or may not have? I will accept one item of medium to high quality clothing.

No! Because his inability to read works in Kirk's favor

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

I've got a pair of pants I'm not going to wear anymore. Does that satisfy your creepy demands?

IT DOES :c

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

It's not creepy, Comrade! I have to maintain a certain level of... professionalism. I know I don't really follow procedure as much as I should, but I have to keep trying anyway.

...Pants would be quite sufficient!

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, you just have to throw the rulebook out the window.

But they're yours. Be nice to them. I saved a planet in them.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

It doesn't work like that, Comrade. I don't work like that.

Do you want me to come to your room, or would you like to come to mine?

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

I came to you last time. The rules of camaraderie suggest that you journey to my residence.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Okay Comrade, see you in a minute.

[A few minutes later Prefect is knocking on Kirks door. He looks notably twitchy.]

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Jim is in the middle of looking for the pants that he promised Prefect when he hears the knock. He wants to pass them off before Prefect notices the green blood stain, which requires folding them a certain way. But whatever, he'll find them eventually.

He answers the door, raising an eyebrow at Prefect almost immediately.] "Are you..." [He gestures with one hand.] "... okay?"

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect gives Kirk a slightly disarming, Factory approved grin. You can just about see the beginnings of bags under his eyes.]

I'm excellent, Comrade. How are you?

[He holds out the bottle of Gin he brought, noticing with some displeasure that the Pants are not immediately forthcoming.]

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Jim is pretty sure that he hates that creepy smile of Prefect's but he tries to ignore it, gesturing the other man into the room before he shuts the door.]

"Do you drink anything but gin?"

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect keeps his arm outstretched, the bottle in his hand still, waiting for Kirk to take it from him.]

I have a crate of Gin in my room. I don't really have anything else.

[He pauses for a moment, looking thoughtful.]

I have Tea? But I don't really drink much tea.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Jim takes the bottle and holds it in one hand as he searches around for a couple of glasses. His quarters are a mess. He doesn't care what regulation states. He's not on the Enterprise, so who cares? Not that he would care much if he was on his ship.]

"You can sit if you'd like."

[He finds the glasses and offers one to Prefect.] "Just a suggestion but you could put the gin in the tea."

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect takes a seat and accepts the glass, and drinks. Obviously right now his priority is not conversation. He puts away about half of the gin. Then lowers the glass.]

No. I like Gin as it is.

[He responds simply. Staring at Kirk.]

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Jim stares back at Prefect for a moment before throwing back half a glass of gin, hoping that it will make the staring less creepy. It doesn't.]

"Stop staring at me. It's fucking creepy."

[He frowns at Prefect for a moment before pouring himself more to drink. He takes a large drink of that as he waits for Prefect to comply, regretting that he promised not to hit his former inmate.]

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect complies, shifting his stare a few inches to the left, so now he's staring just over Kirks shoulder. Then he takes a drink, then goes back to staring. For a long time he says nothing. Then eventually he asks.]

Uh, did you have some kind of objective in asking me to drink with you?

[He is vaguely aware that this is not him at his most sociable, but the promised pants are not forthcoming and he wants to go work...]

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Jim shrugs. He isn't going to admit that he's kind of lonely here and that on some level, he feel like he connects with Prefect. He also wants to do everything in his power to mess with Sam, but that probably won't go over well.]

"I thought you were banned from talking to me."

[He swirls the gin around in his glass, giving Prefect a challengingly look.]

"I like that you don't listen to him either."

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect nods, smiling a little at that.]

Yeah, I'm pretty annoying. I think he's less bothered by it now that he's used to me, but I used to drive Sam completely insane.

[He's staring into space now, his voice is actually sort of impressed as he admits:]

He's put up with me for a long time without ever quitting.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[He's finding that he likes Prefect better now that he isn't in charge of him. When it's not his problem, when it's almost fun to encourage Prefect to not listen to authority, he doesn't care. He thinks it's because he's used to being the captain and people on his ship listen to him and when it comes down to it they do what he says, even if they don't like it.]

"Then I'll toast to Sam, for the man has more patience then I ever will which almost negates how much of a tool he is."

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect doesn't reply this time. He just drinks along with Kirk, then grabs the bottle to top himself up. Then drinks some more, feeling the burn of the gin running down into him.]