James T. Kirk (
kirktastic) wrote2009-12-10 01:58 pm
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[Need to Punch Something] -- [Kirk and Kirk]
Between finding out about Alex, finding out about Spot, and finding out that the bridge had gotten something from the planet below, Kirk was... well, frustrated wasn't quite the word. Stressed was definitely it, and there was one thing (other then alcohol, and he was refusing to go that low right now) that worked to get him ... okay TWO things including sex, but that wasn't (amazingly) on his mind either.
He wanted to punch something. Hard. Jim sounded like a good idea for a sparring partner right now.
With a fast comm to Jim, he had himself a sparring partner as he got off shift. He went back to his quarters and pulled on the same basic clothing he had worn back at the Academy when teaching classes - no formal gi, just loose shorts and a tee shirt.
He glanced around the gym, wondering if he had beat Jim there. When he didn't spot his counterpart, he found a flat, open spot and started to stretch out. Briefly, he wondered if pulling out safety equipment would be a good idea. At least the gloves. It'd keep his knuckles from ending up with bruises... and putting any on Jim.
He wanted to punch something. Hard. Jim sounded like a good idea for a sparring partner right now.
With a fast comm to Jim, he had himself a sparring partner as he got off shift. He went back to his quarters and pulled on the same basic clothing he had worn back at the Academy when teaching classes - no formal gi, just loose shorts and a tee shirt.
He glanced around the gym, wondering if he had beat Jim there. When he didn't spot his counterpart, he found a flat, open spot and started to stretch out. Briefly, he wondered if pulling out safety equipment would be a good idea. At least the gloves. It'd keep his knuckles from ending up with bruises... and putting any on Jim.
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He wondered what the hell they were doing.
"Yeah," he said. "I didn't peg Uhura for the turn-a-blind-eye type. That's a lot to juggle, Jim."
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"Sounds nice," he said.
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"Sounds good," he said. He wasn't unaware of Kirk's hesitation, but he himself had never felt like he'd have refused an invitation at any point. So he was merely happy Kirk had asked, though troubled he'd been uncertain about it. "Mess, or would we attract too much attention via our combined animal magnetism?"
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His voice trailed off, and he gained a thoughtful look before laughing.
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"I thought you were... hungry," he said slyly.
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"Teach me, oh great one," he said, swatting Kirk playfully on the ass. He wondered if sex would be a good thing or a bad thing. A re-connection or a cover-up?
He was edging towards the former, but how much was that self-serving? So to speak. He followed Kirk towards the showers.
"I am so popular on this ship," he said wonderingly.
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This part, too, was easy.
Jim could only hope it would help.