After a long night at the theater, meeting Spock and his brother, and everything afterwards, it had been difficult to sleep. Along with the tickets, Jim had received a message about the trial's start the next morning. He had refused to let it bother him all night, just wanting to enjoy some time with Bones despite everything they had been forced to go through recently.
That didn't make for good sleep, though. Sometime before dawn, Jim found himself wide awake, laying in bed, Bones curled up against his side dead asleep. It took some work to get himself out of Bones' arms, not wanting to disturbing the sleeping man, before he grabbed his discarded robe over the back of a chair and pulling it on. He brushed a kiss over Bones' hair, affectionate while no one could see it, and stepped outside.
The deck was level with the ground, so it was no trouble to walk out onto the deck and past it, out towards the beautiful area that surrounded their guest quarters. Jim had a working theory that because the Vulcans had been on a desert planet before, without the ability to use plant life because of the strain of water consumption, that now that they could they decided to use planets as much as possible. He wondered how logical it was, but decided that knowing Vulcans to a degree, they would find a way to make it logical and convince everyone else in the process. The thought made him smile, just slightly, as he found himself a low wall that faced the ocean and sat down.
It was both easier and harder to think while he watched the sun rise, watching the ripples of orange, red, and pink climb higher in the sky. So much hinged on this trial, one he would be going to each day of. He had choices to make about it, as such a major player in what had happened. He would have to explain his actions to the court and by addition, Starfleet.
Let me have done the right thing.
That didn't make for good sleep, though. Sometime before dawn, Jim found himself wide awake, laying in bed, Bones curled up against his side dead asleep. It took some work to get himself out of Bones' arms, not wanting to disturbing the sleeping man, before he grabbed his discarded robe over the back of a chair and pulling it on. He brushed a kiss over Bones' hair, affectionate while no one could see it, and stepped outside.
The deck was level with the ground, so it was no trouble to walk out onto the deck and past it, out towards the beautiful area that surrounded their guest quarters. Jim had a working theory that because the Vulcans had been on a desert planet before, without the ability to use plant life because of the strain of water consumption, that now that they could they decided to use planets as much as possible. He wondered how logical it was, but decided that knowing Vulcans to a degree, they would find a way to make it logical and convince everyone else in the process. The thought made him smile, just slightly, as he found himself a low wall that faced the ocean and sat down.
It was both easier and harder to think while he watched the sun rise, watching the ripples of orange, red, and pink climb higher in the sky. So much hinged on this trial, one he would be going to each day of. He had choices to make about it, as such a major player in what had happened. He would have to explain his actions to the court and by addition, Starfleet.
Let me have done the right thing.
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Date: 2010-04-30 08:40 pm (UTC)"It's not like you're going to get fawned over. T'lan would consider such actions highly illogical."
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Date: 2010-04-30 10:43 pm (UTC)"So, your friend is Vulcan?"
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Date: 2010-05-01 12:08 am (UTC)"Yeah, T'Lan was CEO on the Kelvin. She...didn't entirely approve of Winnie and me being married. Said it was an illogical choice."
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Date: 2010-05-01 12:56 am (UTC)"Why are you out here, doing this?" His voice was tight, his eyes narrowed.
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Date: 2010-05-01 01:02 am (UTC)"Doing what? Watching the sunrise? Talking to you? Breathing?" George asked in return. "Specificity is a virtue, son."
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Date: 2010-05-01 01:21 am (UTC)"It's a working theory. Plus, no one else is gonna bring up this shit. They think we're delicate about it. That we're gonna break if we're reminded we survived the bastard or something."
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Date: 2010-05-01 01:40 am (UTC)"If it's about the Kelvin mention, I served on her for nearly five years. Most of my former colleague's and friends will come from her, unless we're back on earth and I can somehow manage to introduce you to old bartenders I worked with."
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Date: 2010-05-01 02:45 am (UTC)"It's not...about being together all the time. Both of use knew even back then that we'd probably not be together always. Back then it would have been me taking you boys to meet them wherever the leaves took them, rather than Chris meeting up with me." He shook his head.
"Marriage for us is shouting to the world that we belong to each other, officially, nothing is going to ever get between us. We belong to each other." He laughed softly. "So much for being a linguist." He sounded like an idiot.
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Date: 2010-05-01 03:11 am (UTC)"To claim each other in the eyes of everyone else, to say 'fuck yes, this is my mate and I'm taking it legal? Yeah, weddings help. Actually...I was hoping that we'd tie the knot on the Enterprise, have you officiate. Of course, that means you're going to have to give Chris and me your blessing..."
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Date: 2010-05-01 03:39 am (UTC)"We don't have kid-kids anymore, but there's still stuff that legally matters to us being married."
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