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James T. Kirk ([personal profile] captain_jtkirk) wrote2011-02-24 10:17 pm

spam for Shego

[Kirk wished he could say he was surprised by the sudden turn of events on this port. But it was the Barge, so if there was such a thing as a boring port, then that was really worrisome. Was there some horrible death awaiting them out there? Probably. But sitting around this Vault thing wasn't going to do any good.

So he checked his gun, and glanced over at Shego.]

"Ready?"

[identity profile] captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com 2011-02-27 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay." Kirk mostly just didn't fight her about it because he wasn't entirely sure yet how she was handling it. Something he could focus on once they were safe back on the Barge and no one was trying to kill them. "You think you can run it? It'll be even faster."

[identity profile] gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com 2011-02-27 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." She set the pipe down, because a) it was covered in blood and had a chunk of scalp clinging to it and b) she didn't need it weighing her down on a cross-country run while she was already dehydrated. She took a few gulps of water from the one remaining bottle in her pack, resealed and replaced it carefully, then set off at a jog to warm up. The sooner they were back the sooner she could go hide in a shower cubicle forever.

[identity profile] captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com 2011-02-28 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Not forever. Maybe a day and then Kirk was coming to find her and drag her out of her emo hole.

Kirk didn't bother taking a drink of water before he started jogging after her. Just decided to suck it up and go because being a little dehydrated hadn't killed him yet while the natives here had come a lot closer to that.