[Interrogations in the Brig]

[kirktastic]

[OOC: Happening sometime after the talk with Mr. Spock, but happening at the same time for time's sake. XD]

Kirk waited just outside of the hallway of the brig, talking with the guard on watch quietly. He didn't want the people down in the brig proper to know he was there. They had sound and cameras ready to go, so Kirk could listen in and watch on each cell, its occupant, and who they were talking to.

This was not something he was looking forward to, but he had information to work with now. Information against at least one very dangerous person, and one possibly less so.


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Private Communication to Commander Spock
I need you to come down to the brig and talk with the other Pike, like we discussed. Don't look at me, don't talk to me, just go in like you were slipping down there to talk to him. The guards already know and will leave when you dismiss them with the same protest as last time. Don't let him know I'm watching what's happening. I want to see what's going to happen.

I need you to talk to Marlena as well. Probably should talk to her first, actually.

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[OOC - Haven't written it yet, but let's assume Jim got some rest, too. ;) ]


Jim walked down to the brig, the old spring in his step and looking every inch Captain James T. Kirk--his version, anyway. He didn't like these new uniforms; he wore command gold, but without any rank insignia. But he was feeling better than the day before, the tumult of the day before having receded from his mind.

"Morning, Jim," he said, looking Jim over for signs that the kid was taking care of himself.

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

He came down, of course. There were certain parts of him that had wanted to come down here for a while now, and then there was the most logical part of his mind that said he should have kept as far away as possible, for his own good--one little incident had sparked off so much turmoil in his life. To do the same thing, and not expect expect the same result sounded a bit like insanity, though he was far from ignorant of Pike's capabilities now.

Ignoring Jim on the way through the hallway into the brig was perhaps easier than it should have been. He walked past two security guards and one force-field barrier, and then towards Pike's cell--this time three security guards, instead of two. So, Jim really thought he was that dangerous.

"Sir," One of the three spoke up. "You can't be down here--"

"I am the First Officer of this ship. Security is one of my primary concerns."

"Really, sir," The second. "You need--"

"I need for the three of you to leave, so that I may fulfill my duties."

The third was about to say something, but Spock silenced him with a look, and the three security guards reluctantly left the corridor, letting him deal with the prisoner alone.

He stepped up to the doorway, until he could almost feel the tingle of the invisible force-field against his skin, and looked inside. Calm on the outside, suffocating his various, conflicting instincts with each passing second.

"Sir."