[video | memory theater]

[hischair]

[ The memory kicks in with Jim and Leonard in their cadet uniforms, the latter trying to get through to his distracted friend. There's a sense of needing to be active and occupied until he takes the Kobayashi Maru test again tomorrow, higher stakes pitted on his side this time; his feet lead him to Gaila's room where he wastes some time before Nyota Uhura returns ("You can hear me breathing?") and kicks him out.

The scene flickers to the set of the Kobayashi Maru, Spock's old program, and from Jim's perspective he's being more attentive than he looks where he's lounging in the captain's chair. The subroutine goes as planned while he holds off inputting any more commands, thereby activating it via newly installed pathways through Gaila's stolen codes, and he munches cheerily on an apple as he swans around his bewildered fake crew, chomping loudly and obnoxiously as he glances up to the instructors above.

Third time's a charm, he thinks smugly, taking a bigger bite. ]



( OOC: Jim's memories are broadcasting of the Kobayashi Maru, an exam at Starfleet Academy. It runs at 29:32-33:11 on the nosvideo link, not including the hearing after. If the HD link doesn't work, try this! Jim is unaware of the post at the time of it hitting the network. )

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[affectioning]

[ Hopeful, yet laidback eyebrows. That just sounds ... kind of really cool. ]

What about you? People or animals?

[hischair]

[ If only everyone had eyebrows as expressive as Scott's, it's a crying shame. ]

Animals? Fewer complaints.

[affectioning]

[ Jim you have the bluest eyes. Not in a position to complain. ]

Once I have it up and running, if you want a pet or something, you should come by. [ Every animal needs a home. ]

[hischair]

[ True, his own brows are beasts in their own right over those baby blues. ]

I'm not sure that's a good idea, I don't want to set the wrong kind of example for my crew. A motorbike's one thing, but a pet's another.

[affectioning]

[ Oh, stop it, you. ]

How is getting a pet setting a bad example?

[hischair]

We shouldn't be taking on any major responsibilities while we're here. Me and my people, I mean. We've already broken a ton of rules, I'd rather not do it for the hell of it.

[affectioning]

[ That sounds like you won't be here long, Jim. Wishful thinking? ]

Last night, a girl told me she's been here for five years.

[hischair]

And Ginny's been here for four, it doesn't change anything. I'm a captain, Scott. If I let my people put roots down here, I wouldn't be doing right by them, and I especially shouldn't do the same when it's my duty to get them home.

[affectioning]

You think you can.

[hischair]

I will.

[affectioning]

Are you going to help that group go on missions?

[hischair]

Which group?

[affectioning]

The anonymous group. There was A and then Tristero. He explained everything. Why people got sick, what they're doing to fix things - the fact that curses are back. And they said they'd be needing our help. Did you miss all of that?

[hischair]

Oh, that guy. No, I didn't miss it, I just don't trust him as far as I can throw him. I've been fixing up some phasers.

[affectioning]

I don't know what I think.

[hischair]

... You okay?

[affectioning]

What? Yeah. I just don't know what to think about them. I know I didn't trust "A." But, this Tristero guy. He seemed helpful. And he gave more information. A lot more. But, something tells me he was too friendly. Trying too hard.

[hischair]

He come off very helpful, I'll say that.

[ Over the devices, anyway. ]

[affectioning]

Was he too helpful?

[hischair]

Depends on your standards.

[ Look at him, Scott. Shh. ]

[affectioning]

He told me to sit tight. Just... wait.

[hischair]

Then do that, we'll talk about it later. Okay?

[affectioning]

Yeah. Okay. Sorry about the truth or dare thing. Turns out I'm cursed. [ After a beat. ] But, let me know when you do it.

[hischair]

I'll even take a picture of Bones in a mood afterward. Talk to you later, Scott.

[affectioning]

Bye Jim. [ a wave ]