[Need to Punch Something] -- [Kirk and Kirk]

[kirktastic]

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.

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[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk knew that the others, the other counterparts of people, seemed to share something between them. John and Bones... Sulu and Harold... he didn't understand completely, but he knew that he didn't feel any of that stuff with Jim. Or... maybe he did, and didn't realize it.

Kirk let his knee hit the floor and spread his thighs, bracing a knee to either side to force his center of gravity low. It was neat to fight someone like Jim. He wasn't restricted to any one style, flowing smoothly between anything that came to mind.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

They continued grappling, not frantic but with a flow of its own, moving in curious tandem as each gained the upper hand and lost it. To watch them, the curious balance might not have been immediately noticeable.

Jim did think they had a connection between them. He knew when Kirk was near. Knew his body, his reactions. Had been able to reach out and anchor him with his own strength with Kirk had needed it. It was one reason he could not countenance a break between them.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

If he had thought more about it, he would have realized those same things. The unconscious knowledge of any time Jim was near him, their instinctive reactions... the pain that came at the mere thought that they could have hated each other.

Kirk grunted as his back finally hit the floor with a damn smart move from Jim's hip. He surged up, trying to keep his shoulders from laying flat against the mat.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim's hold was imperfect, Kirk instinctively countering, but while Kirk was young and fast he hadn't yet reached the prime of his strength and Jim did have some advantage there. The struggle continued, Jim hooking a leg through and around Kirk's in a hold that would (hopefully) keep him from recovering without doing lasting harm. He grinned down at Kirk in delighted competition.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Bastard!" Kirk gasped out, grinning fiercely in return. He flexed out against Jim's greater strength, body straining, trying to find a way out of the hold. Their bodies were intertwined, holding each limb in an attempt to stop the other.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim laughed, forgetting their disagreement entirely.

"Face it," he said. "I'm stronger. But you'll look like me in less than ten years, so I wouldn't--oof--worry too much about it."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"No way-- I'll look better... in ten years!" Kirk bucked his lower body, trying to break the hold. Damn, he hoped he had this strength in ten years.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim snorted. "That's not even possible," he said. "You give?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Sure as hell is." Kirk laughed again, but nodded once, "Give."

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim let go instantly, falling back to lean on his elbows, finally allowing himself to appear winded. He wiped the sweat from his brow, and laughed.

"You're good," he said. "Damn near had me."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk shook himself off, sitting up. He unconsciously mirrored Jim's movement across his own brow. "It's weird, fighting yourself. No one else I've ever met... was even close."

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

"Not unprecedented, though," Jim said, giving Kirk a significant bedroom look. "And aren't we cocky?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...Hell, that look got him hard. He suddenly realized just how everyone else felt when he did that. "Course I am." He smirked, "If I can't be cocky with myself, who can I be?"

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim shrugged easily. "I can hardly judge you," he agreed. He reached out and nudged Kirk lightly with a toe. "What's got you all tense? I mean, if it's something other than the obvious, and provided you want to talk about it."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk crossed his legs, sighing out. He rubbed at a shoulder, flexing it. "...Found out my head of security did one stupid thing, might have done something criminal, and my entire medical crew ended up under review. Not bad for one shift." A sad laugh.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim's eyebrows rose. "The entire medical staff?" he queried. "That's... unusual."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"...One of the doctors gave someone sleeping aids, experimental ones, by lying and saying they were herself." His eyes closed, "She ended up in a coma... she was drinking and had some other stuff in her system..."

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim sat up, his captainly instincts taking over for a moment despite the irrelevance he had to this crew. "Oh my god," he said. "Who was it? Is she all right?"

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

"Emma McCoy... Bones' mother." His fingers tightened. "We don't know, yet."

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

"That fucker," he said uncharacteristically, staring down at the mat, his fist clenching. He glanced up at Kirk. "I got a message from her. She was with... the other me. Er. Kirk. You know, the other other one who's not Bill. Sounded... drunk."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk's eyes went wide, "...what?" He sucked in a sharp breath with that, "...Oh fuck. You don't think he had... something to do with it?" Which was a redundant statement. He already knew Jim was thinking it. "But how?"

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Jim shook his head. "I don't know. I'm jumping to conclusions," he said. "Chapel keeps telling me to back off, and I know she's right. It's really not like me. But I don't trust him. And it's not like I instinctively mistrust people who look like me."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Glad for that.. "...I know what you mean, though." Kirk admitted, "First time I met him... there was just... something I didn't like." He shrugged, "Nothing I can put my finger on, though."

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

"I don't know where, or how, he'd have gotten a hold of the sleeping pills," he said, "or even why. I mean, I don't have any evidence to suggest he's a threat, other than... a bad feeling. And I've had enough bad experiences with doubles to know I might be projecting, for some reason." He shrugged. "Something to think about, though."

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Kirk held up his hand, "Whoa, whoa. We know how Emma got the sleeping pills. One of the doctors did lie about it and gave it to her. But... he could have forced them on her." He made a note to tell security to search Emma's quarters.