captain_jtkirk | .065 - someone breached through his bday booyah

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.065 - someone breached through his bday booyah

I'm actually curious, if you have had your birthday here or might have your birthday here and just haven't yet, would you count yourself as a year older when that day comes?

Or is this place so removed from your normal life and time that you don't think any time is actually passing even as you feel it dragging on you here?

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I don't count. I'd rather be twenty-six than almost twenty-nine, and it's not like I've aged.

I feel 30 though. [That's a lie, he feels like 87]

The hell you do. You swing between seven and one hundred at random.

And today I feel 30.

Good for you.

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Regina died during the breach.

Have you talked to her since?

Would love to. Can't. She's in a coma now.

... does that normally happen to people after dying?

Not that I've been keeping tabs or anything but this is the first time I've heard of it happening.

Huh.

I'm sure she's fine.

Yeah, just like Rourke was 'fine'. It's hard to feel like this isn't karmic punishment for wasting so much of your time, you know?

Karma's a bitch, that doesn't benefit me at all.

That's not how punishment works, Kirk.

You don't have anything to punished for, since you graduated so all of that time and my bald spot were worth it.

Yeah, I'm sure that's exactly how 'karma' sees it.

Did you have anybody vanish on you before you got the Marquis?

Actually no. I've never had an Inmate vanish on me.

Great. Less than four months and I'm already doing worse than you.

People vanish all the time, Shego. It's not anything personal to you.

Oh pssht. Don't get your logic mixed up in my sulking.

Sorry, can I interest you in inappropriate jokes, a drink or a neck rub?

I could drink. Maybe after we've done that long enough I won't care about the inappropriate jokes. Pub?

Sure thing. I'll meet you there.

It was really, really hard for her not to think that Regina was going to go the same way as Rourke - that she had, essentially, wasted four months and would have to wait n months more for a third Inmate. It wasn't even like she had a concrete deal with the Admiral, and while she knew the draw of a blank check just as much as the next hardworking girl it was tricky to avoid a sense of is-this-really-worth-it-ness. She was hardly going to leave Kirk to his own post-mortem devices but if Flynn graduated tomorrow and he returned to the Enterprise without a backward glance (as she knew he would)? She really didn't know.

She poured herself a drink, then just swiped the entire bottle and snagged another glass so she could find a poorly-lit table to brood at while she waited.

Yeah right, Shego. You were getting clubbed over the head with Bones when Kirk was allowed to leave.

Jim joined her a few minutes later, leaning his chair back a little. "Did you purposely go for the table with the least amount of lights?"

She poured him a shot of vodka. "I think my eyes are still adjusting to electric bulbs. Are you complaining?"

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Private - idk bb :c

Private - idk either i'm passing out

Private - go and sleep :c

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Spammm sob I keep missing your face :c

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