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Feb. 13th, 2011 09:50 pm
captain_jtkirk: (bitchin leather jacket)
What the--

[He notices the date. The crapload of entries he hasn't seen before. People he doesn't recognize either. So FU Barge and your comas :|]

Couldn't you have healed my arm instead of using your voodoo powers to put me to bed for like two weeks, Admiral?

Well. Might as well follow the trend. I'm Captain James T. Kirk. Welcome aboard, yadda yadda yadda, it's really something here.

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Sep. 22nd, 2010 09:00 am
captain_jtkirk: (plotting... a panty raid)
... I liked it. The flood. It was like experiencing life if I'd been born into another time and place and not a lot of people can say they did that. Or even get the chance to do that. And maybe sometimes, you don't make a lot of good choices and it leads you to places you never thought you'd be in during your life but you learn a lot about yourself.

You can start to see who you really are.

[And no, he's not really talking about the breach anymore.]

[Private to Shego - strikes not readable]

I'm sorr--

I don't expect--

I'm selfish.


Can we meet?

[ooc; So at this point, Kirk does have all of his memories back, of all of his previous time here. He's reconciling how he's over it because it was a year ago (for him) and how it feels kinda fresh anyway because he just got the memories back. And while he isn't lying about it, he's not exactly broadcasting it either. Well, except to Shego, CONGRATS GREENIE. Everyone else, feel free to wrestle it out of him.]
captain_jtkirk: (watch the noggin)
Bones, your stupid pills aren't doing anything. And I'm being mature and telling you about my physical ails as it's happening.

So fix it.

Please.

[Private to Uhura]

Do you know how to bake?

[Private to Shego AGAIN]

Seriously just give me some sign that you're still alive. That's all I want.

[ooc; Kirk has this because of T'Pol mad scientist attempt at mind melding during the flood. Thanks bitch, you gave him Vulcan AIDS.]
captain_jtkirk: (I'll do it in three)
[Filtered to McCoy]

[There's a lot of groaning at first because someone tried to drink his body weight in alcohol over the weekend.]

Bones... hey Bones, my head kinda feels like someone tried to bash it in with a rock. Can you fix that?

And have you seen my shirt?

Oh and... can I stay with you for a while? In case of lynching mobs? I'd ask Chekov but I kinda think that he'd scream like a girl and give me up.

So if I crawl to you, you'll fix my brain. Right? Yes? Sound like a plan?

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