.071 - he missed you guys (lol no he didn't)

[captain_jtkirk]

I'm back. Any disasters--actually, lie to me if there was. I don't need to know.

If you're new here, then welcome. I'm Captain James T. Kirk and you're probably going to hate it here in a few months.

[Private to Shego]

You're graduating. This isn't negotiable anymore.


[ooc; I found a few free hours, so.. here you go, TLV. Have space captain back. Also I'm back from my hiatus c: mostly.]

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"I never said that I didn't believe you." [Mostly just because he was keeping his options open, in that if this was real, it was pretty interesting and if this guy was a crazy person, it was better to get more information out of him.]

"Do you have any others?"

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[future-games.livejournal.com]

"Most people don't. Not right away, at least." [Somehow, the ability to fly was just more believable to people than a man who could paint the future. This was something that had always confused Isaac, but he had learned to put up with it. People believed what they wanted to believe.]

"Dozens. I assume most of them are still in New York, but a few of those in the corner might be something."

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Can you get them for me?"

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[future-games.livejournal.com]

[Unquestioning of this request, Isaac silently strode across the room and began to line the paintings up against the wall. There were far fewer than what he would even have completed in one night at home, but it was within good reason. He stood back and vaguely gestured, welcoming Kirk to take a closer look.]

"I only recently started painting again. This is everything I've done since I've been here."