captain_jtkirk | .069 - this deserves to fail school

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.069 - this deserves to fail school

[Voice - there's a long pause at the beginning before Kirk starts talking. His voice is Very Carefully Controlled which means he's upset because his biffle is gone :c]

Doctor McCoy isn't on the Barge.

Just... for your reference.

[Another long, long pause and then Kirk cuts off the transmission. EVERYTHING FROM HERE ON OUT IS TEXT. But uh, feel free to spam harass him because lol he's probably drinking :|]

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I would love to spar.

I'll meet you in the gym.

[spam? assume?]

[Since he can't go out and get in a bar fight, which would be rather amazing right now, this will have to do. At least Kahlan can fight. So Kirk makes his way to the gym, pretty much bouncing the whole way.]

[Kahlan gives him a grin as she sees the bounce in his step.]

Someone's eager to get a beating.

[Or eager to burn off some restless energy but Kirk doesn't say that. He just gives her a thin smile in return.]

Maybe I just enjoy wrestling with good looking women."

[She doesn't call him on that thin smile, but she recognizes it for what it is.]

Well then, let's get to it.

[She moves over to a mat and positions herself.]

[A half hour later, Kirk decides to let her win and flops back on the mat, breathing hard and still wired but not as much as he was before.]

"Thanks."

[Kahlan plopped down beside him on the mat, her hair splaying out on the ground and she looked at the ceiling, breathing equally as hard. She guessed that he let her win, but she took the victory.]

You're welcome.

[She turned her head and looked at Jim.]

You really needed to let off a lot of steam.

[He'd given her a workout, that was for sure.]

"I have a lot of pent up energy." [Jim comments, staring up at the ceiling.] "Some people say that I could power the sun on my own."

[Kahlan snorts.]

I believe it.

[She's quiet for a minute.]

Jim, did you get what you needed from this?

[She doubted he would've stopped sparring if he hadn't, but as his friend she had to make sure.]

"Not even five years ago, I would've found the first bar I could, drank way too much and picked a fight with a guy who could easily kick my ass."

[Jim sighed.]

"So I don't know."

[She sat up, leaning on her elbow and gave him a sympathetic look.]

Do you think that without Doctor McCoy here you'll fall back into that pattern?

"I don't know. I hope not."

If you need me for anything, you know I'll be glad to help. I would hate to see you destroy yourself like that and it probably never made you happy to begin with.

[Whether her insight hit the mark or not, she sincerely hoped he wouldn't close himself off. She wanted him to be able to confide in her.]

[Jim scoffed.] "I still like to do it, it's just harder when you lead a crew of four hundred and are in charge of the flagship."

[He passed a hand over his face, wiping the sweat from his eyes.]

"I hate this place."

[Yep, she missed the mark entirely. But then again, this was Kirk. She should have expected him to enjoy bar fighting.

Kahlan lay back down, resting her arms on her stomach.]

I completely understand that. I would be back in the Midlands if I weren't fulfilling my bargain with the Admiral. But then again, this place isn't all bad. I met you, after all.

[She sent him a teasing glance, hoping to lighten his mood a little.]

[Kirk snorted softly.] "Yeah that's true. Any chance you want to serve on a starship?"

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