captain_jtkirk

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Well. There's that.

[Spock's gone. Uhura's leaving. And from now on, We Are Not Talking About It Ever :|]

So, Morgan. You think that was some kind of vision about our future together?

[Private to T'Pol[

You still have that weird Vulcan game to play?

[Private to Shego]

You gonna make the change to Mrs. Drake permanent?

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"Morgan? Sure. Between the pirate and the space captain with a mental age of around fourteen, you'd do great." They emerged on deck and she blinked up at the darkness above them. "But, whatever. I guess suburbs are kind of foreign to you anyways."

"I grew up on a farm, so. Close neighbors are kind of a foreign thing." Iowa probably didn't even have suburbs because that's how much it sucked. Kirk bent over slightly to unhook the dog's leash because there wasn't a whole lot he could get into on the deck.

Aristotle gave them both a look and then wandered off to explore. Shego folded her arms.

"You weren't missing anything."

Kirk glanced at her, smirking just a little bit. "Yeah, think of all those cows I wouldn't have been able to tip."

"Hey, I'd have been happy to tip cows if it meant being able to avoid my neighbors. Or being able to do anything without it being public knowledge five minutes afterward."

"Then maybe I did live in the suburbs since that was exactly like Iowa. Bunch of old gossipy hags."

"Mm." This was one of the few times she'd been through something that had cut close enough to her old life - her old old life, before she'd switched sides, before she'd even had her powers - that she actually felt like talking about it, but Kirk seemed so disinterested in hearing it that she wasn't going to push the issue. She leaned against the railing and stared out into space, frowning faintly.

He was just distracted, obviously, that he kept missing conversation cues. But it finally got through to him maybe a minute later that Shego was quiet and she wasn't ever really quiet without a reason. But fuck if he knew what the reason was. "What's up?"

She frowned and shrugged. "I like mountain lairs better than creepily insular suburbs is all."

Kirk snorted softly, not entirely surprised. "Because of the solitude or what it stands for?"

"Because I hated where I lived as a kid, and almost everyone I lived with, and it got worse after I got my powers and I like being somewhere as not like it as possible."

Edited 2011-01-28 07:09 (UTC)

"Does the Barge remind you of it sometimes?" He wasn't really fishing for anything, he was just curious.

"Home? No. Never. The Barge has no freaking end of people like me, but back home? My world isn't like, I don't know, Tim's. We were the first people ever to have powers, really. We were five normal kids one day and then we were a freak show." She smirked humourlessly. "I wanted to go back to normal for months." Longer, if she'd felt like being more honest than she did just then.

"Normal's totally overrated," Kirk said, smirking back at her a little bit with the same humorless look. "Which you get by now. So I'm not sure where I was going with that."

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