[Captain's Office] -- [Open Post]

[kirktastic]

There was a lot going on on his ship, and it was happening faster than he could keep up sometimes. He thanked everything for Spock as his First Officer because otherwise he would have had a backup of paperwork and a million other details he just couldn't deal with on top of everything else.

He knew there was someone new on the ship - the Sulu from Pasha's universe. He hoped this would be easy... specially since their own Sulu had gone missing. That still pissed him off, upset him. Sulu had been one of the best navigators he had ever seen, and the way he and Pavel had worked together... fuck.

He needed to talk to Scotty something fierce about the transporter. He couldn't figure out what happened that the four had ended up on the ship as women, but something had happened.

(OOC: This is for all new people and anyone else who needs this!)

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[dilithiumwanted.livejournal.com]

Scotty quietly entered the Captain's Office, despite his slight fuming. His mother raised him to be a proper Scotsman, and proper Scotsmen didn't throw wobblies.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

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Kirk looked to Scotty, holding up his hands, "I didn't do anything to it, I swear. I just transported two sets of people to two places and... um..." He gave a weak grin. Shit.

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Scotty would have quirked an eyebrow, but he was genetically incapable of doing it properly. He settled for glaring. He had a good glare.

"What did you do?"

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...Eep. Kirk swallowed, "All I did was get two people in the brig and two into a conference room. They got there in one piece..."

Erm. "They're just... all four of them are... girls."

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"And why is that a bad thing?" Scotty was not amused. "Weren't they women to start?"

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"Pasha told me that you wanted to see me, since I pretty much appeared out of thin air."

Sulu couldn't help but sound dreadfully informal to the captain, hurtling to your death on Vulcan while clutching at a man made most formalities disappear in his mind. He realized, however, that Jim probably wouldn't appreciate the lack of title on the sentence.

"Sir." He hastily added with a bit of a sheepish smile.

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"Sulu, have a seat." Kirk gestured to the seat in front of him, "Only time you have to call me sir is formal stuff, not together in my office." His grin was easy, open. "I have a feeling, if Pasha's anything to go by, that you're pretty similar to the Sulu I knew."

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Sulu met Kirk's grin with his own, sitting down in the chair, leaning back slightly. "Well, it that case, Kirk, I have to say I might be. Since you seem to act a lot like Pasha's and my Kirk."

"I swear I'm not going to hurt the ship if that was a worry about me being here randomly."


{OOC: I'm so sorry it took me so long to get to this, the paper I was working on kicked my ass.}

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Real life happens! No worries! That is a hella cute icon.)

"I doubt there's any Sulu in any universe that would hurt his ship unless it's opposite universe." Kirk smirked, but it faded just before his next words. "...The Sulu of this universe has just... vanished, just as much as you randomly appeared here. It'll be good to have someone who can fly this thing again with his skill."

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{OOC: Thank you, I was a little worried you guys would think I abandoned you. I know right? It's so cute, I find excuses to use it whenever I can.}

"It's a good thing I'm not from that universe, then isn't it?" Sulu joked before noticing Kirk's change in demeanor. "Is that an offer to have me pilot the ship, Kirk? Because, I think I can really only do it if Pasha's my helmswoman, because I haven't gotten to be do that in while with him."

[roger-korby.livejournal.com]

At first he was a little pissed off.

The Enterprise knew that he was expected, was it really too much to ask for them to swing by closer to him on Exo III so that he could simply transport on board? But after a particularly chilly response from his usual contact at Starfleet, admonishing him, letting him know that the Enterprise was unable to leave it location, busy with an important mission, Roger agreed to simply make his way to the nearest Starbase and shuttle the rest of the way.

Like cargo or something.

Then, to make matters worse, no one had been there to meet him when he arrived. Not that he'd expected a parade, but- no ship's officers, no one from Medical, no one at all. Was there no sense of decorum on this ship? Just an ensign who collected his bags and showed him to his quarters, a regular-sized room for one. Serviceable, but only just.

Roger unpacked, and after reviewing the computer for his mail, messages, and a map of the ship, he headed toward the Captain's office. He understood the social niceties, even if no one else on this ship of youngsters did.

Pressing on the panel, he waited for the door to open.

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Kirk looked up, and called out quickly, "Come in." He got his very first look at Roger Korby. Didn't take much of a guess who the stranger was. He stood up, offering out a hand, "Dr. Korby, I'll assume? Sorry I didn't get a chance to meet you out when you came in, we've had new people showing up today and the meetings with them have lasted longer than expected."

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Roger took the hand, offering back a firm grip. "New people, like, new - like me or," he waved his hand in the air, gesturing quotation marks. "New people." Taking one of the chairs in front of the captain's desk, Roger sat down, smiling politely.

"I'm sure you're up to your eyeballs in visitors, both expected and not, but I did want to make your acquaintance before I began my research."

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"Not-of-this-universe people," Kirk supplied, "Almost all visitors have been unexpected, but... it's been crazy," He gave that grin that eased most people.

"So tell me about your research."

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"Most of my research has been focused on past civilizations, gleaning information that can be used for today's medicine." His most significant work on ancient forensics was currently required reading at the Academy, but he didn't feel the need to remind the captain. Surely he remembered, seeing as he had been there so very recently.

The smile he returned to the young captain was his most charming. "However, I could not resist the chance to examine your guests, so to speak, and see what information they could share with us. You know, for science," he added.

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Spock had only once been to the native Captain Kirk's office. She had, however, been to her own Captain's office on many occasions. Despite the mild shift in the trip, it was a simple matter to lead T'Vau.

She pressed the panel beside the door, requested entry, and turned to regard the Vulcan beside her.

"Your lack of resistance is appreciated," Spock commented.

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T'Vau turned slowly to regard Spock.

"Is there reason to resist?"

Perhaps the Vulcan was not as harmless as she'd thought.

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"No," Spock answered simply. She had been spending far too much time around humans. It was beginning to influence her in a sentimental fashion.

She turned and waited for the Captain to permit them entry.

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T'Vau watched Spock carefully for approximately 2.5 seconds.

She turned to face the door, subtly shifting her weight four centimeters further away from Spock as she did so.

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Kirk looked up from his work when the buzzer rang, and he called out 'Come in' towards the door. He nodded in greeting to Grace, but the other one... Kirk stood up, eying the female slowly, but it only took a second to realize she was Vulcan. Eyebrows and ears were dead give aways, unless she was Romulan and he somehow doubted it.

"And who is this?" Directed towards both of them, trying not to be rude. Another one? Hell, we can't take this many... Sulu, Korby, just in the last few days... I need to discuss this with Starfleet.

[space-pimping.livejournal.com]

Harry followed the Captain through the ship--it was like these people needed to burn off half a gigawatt of extra power every hour or so. Why else have this many internal lights?

Was the guy who built it blind? Or...at least embarassingly old?

When they arrived at his office, Harry steeled himself. Had to keep cool. No need to give himself over, just play it nice and cold shelf, Harry.

Wait, Leo. Yeah, Leo.

He took a casual seat before Kirk's desk and plastered on his most charming, nonthreatening smile. The ladies weren't the only ones who could flirt their way out of danger.

"Now what might it be that you'd like to be discussing, Captain?" He asked. "If you need a fair recompense for those parts and that labor, well I'd pay it readily. You really saved my proverbial bacon, out there."

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"You said you were attacked," Kirk started as he sat down, focused on Walsh. "Can you give me coordinates, any information about your attackers?" Might as well get right down to business. "And we're glad to be of service, unless you're in need of something as expensive as dilithium or lithium, we can spare the time and parts."

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"Why yes, group of Ferengi traders," Harry explained casually. For once, it was the truth, though that did make him a bit twitchy.

It was a good thing Ferengi ships were fast, else this could be verified.

Just the thought left a bad taste in his mouth.

"If you'll check the logs on my humble vessel," he continued, "she'll point you the right direction, Captain."

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Kirk's fingers immediately started to type out a message to the three on that ship, wanting to verify the information and pass it along to Starfleet that there were Ferengi traders looking for prey out there. "I'll make sure it gets done, don't want any other ship coming under fire."

He looked up at Walsh, "What's the cargo you're hauling on the Lightning Bug?"

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"Surely we do not," Harry agreed. At least, he didn't want to be fired upon.

The other traders, well he could care less.

Actually, he probably couldn't.

"Cargo?" Harry blinked. Nothing he'd like to report.

"Well, I'm between hauls now, Captain Kirk. Just renting my services as a ferry for those enchanting creatures you've so recently met."