Date: 2009-11-04 09:01 pm (UTC)
Kirk just gave Jim a long look, "I want to be captain again, don't get me wrong." He rubbed one hand against the back of the other. Vulcan. The faint raised lines that spoke of scars were like braille for the blind. The ships trickled up his arm, swirling together, black. The other side was the enemy before the enemy became so.

"I don't do the whole 'pretend this never happened' unless it was bad sex."
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