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ribcagebullets:
“I don’t really have a good answer to that, if I’m honest. I’ve never really had a hobby.”
“Well, now is as good a time as any to start. You know what hobby rules, but people like to mock it? Reading. Reading books is the bomb.”
ribcagebullets:
He clearly wasn’t expecting to be asked this. “… I’m skilled in, various things…”
“That’s good to hear! What thing in particular do you enjoy most?”
ribcagebullets:
The magus stares at into wallet quietly. “… Maybe it’s time I got a job.”
“It’s important to ask yourself...what are my skills?”
gtkm: 2/16 fictional characters ► james tiberius kirk (star trek) better to die saving lives than to live with taking them. that’s what i was b o r n i n t o.
vulcanblues:
Spock wordlessly reached into his pocket for the black pearl Jim had found earlier in the sand. A fascinating specimen. He did not care for prizes and would rather keep the pearl to remember this day. He was glad Jim understood that.
“I…” He couldn’t lie. He was not supposed to feel fear or sadness, but he could not lie either. “I must admit, I am upset at you. You chose a job in law enforcement. That is very dangerous. What if you get hurt? Did you not think of that?”
He put the pearl back in his pocket and took a napkin to wipe his face. He knew the festive mood was gone and it was his fault. How very unVulcan.
“Never mind. That was emotion. We should just finish eating.”
Oh. “Oh.”
He honestly didn’t expect this. It wasn’t like they were living some cushy life on the ship. They were in just as much danger, if not more. But they both were then. He probably felt like it wasn’t fair for Jim to risk his life while he was safe.
“No, let’s talk about it.” Jim put his hand over Spock’s. “I don’t want you to feel like you can’t tell me when stuff is bothering you. I don’t care if you show emotion --you know that.” He offered a tiny smile.
“I guess I didn’t think of that. I just wanted to do something that made a difference while we’re stuck here. I’ll go crazy if I don’t do something, and you know that. I can’t promise I won’t get hurt, but I’ll try my best not to be?”
A lack of anything to do right now has made Largo rather… lack luster. Bored, and most of all, stressed. He’s a workaholic in terms of he needs a good fight to get his bones going. And the lack of any fights worth fighting for, just made him rather antsy. Silence passes quickly but when your counting the clock, it moves slower…
With just one arm, he does a baseball throw, a move he saw on the moving screen. And it goes…the ball hits a guy in the head. [read Kirk]
“Apologies.” he doesn’t look apologetic…
“Ouch! I can arrest you for that, you know!” He rubbed his head but didn’t feel much else, luckily. The dude looks so not sorry and it pissed Jim off just a tad. But there was also a ball, and hey, he knows the game well.
“But, I guess that was an actually okay throw.” He picked the ball up. “Wanna see a real curve ball? It’s the kind the Cubs do.”
@vulcanblues
He didn’t want to believe it was true --that Spock could ever be sad around him, but apparently it was true. The festival was supposed to be fun, even though it marked the end of summer. Was Spock just down because he loved summer so much? Jim matched Spock’s frown before reaching over to poke him in the face, smearing the ice cream they were sharing across his nose.
“Hey, why the long face? You wanna get back to the hunt and look for more pearls?” Jim had been super romantic to let Spock keep the black one they’d found.
alicesoneandonly:
His ears twitch and in an instant he turns around, gun drawn with the barrel pointed towards Jim.
“I will not hesitate.”
He slowly recedes back into the shadows. Not today, apparently. He wasn’t trying to die. Maybe he’ll just push Spock instead.
alicesoneandonly:
“This festival had better not result in me being thrown into water of any kind.” He remembered the last one, albeit vaguely.
He’s sneaking up and keeping an eye out for water he can throw certain people into.
vulcanblues:
Spock assessed what he was sensing as they walked down the sidewalk. He could hear footsteps and chatter all along, as per usual on the street. He not know exactly where they were, due to Jim disrupting their path to go off map. His skew of Spock’s sense of direction did seem to actually work. He didn’t know anything until he opened his eyes.
“Pets.” Spock’s eyes widened and he leaned in towards the window, feeling Jim squeeze his hand. “I would love to have one with you…a pet.”
He did not mean to say that. Vulcans were not supposed to love things, but it came so naturally to him. He opened the shop door and heard the bell chime.
“Perhaps we can get one just as nice as Mr. Whiskers.”
“Definitely!” Jim kept his hand in Spock’s as they waked inside. He crouched down by the window and watched them in the tiny box. He already knew which one Spock would pick. “He’ll be like Mr. Whiskers 2.0.”
He put his hands in the box and let them lick his fingers with rough tongues. He held back laughter as he gently put Spock’s hand down in the box as well. “We’ll also need food, a bed, and toys...oh, and a collar in case he gets lost.”
vampgentle:
❝ Oʜʜʜ! Tʜɪs ʟᴏᴏᴋs ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀsᴛɪᴄ! Vᴇʀʏ ᴇᴀsʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ, ʟᴇᴛs sᴇᴇ! ❞ Squinting at the screen he’d look it over really quick before his eyes would land over the ward he’d reside in. ❝ Aʜ ʏᴇs, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɪs! Hᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄǫᴜɪʀᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴘ ᴀs ᴛʜɪs? Iᴛ’s ᴡᴀʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇɴɪᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs I ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ! ❞
“My boyfriend and I made it together, actually. When we first got here, of course I knew I’d keep getting lost, and he’s super smart so he started sketching out everywhere we needed to go and how to get there. Pretty soon he did this whole thing.” He started in the direction the stranger needed to go.
anomalious:
“𝓒ertainly that wouldn’t be in the least bit unusual. I myself have toured many different dimensions in my time! In some of them I saw my brother, niece, and nephew all as infants– another miraculously age-swapped, another personality. And…” He paused a second, seeming to weigh the consequences of his coming words.
“Invariably…the infinite possibility made probable by the existence of the multiverse might– has most certainly yielded a timeline in which the wrongs of your life had never come to pass; mistakes unmade.a Just the same, there is no place for this iteration of ourselves in such a world…”
“Yeah, yeah.” He was sort of thinking about the cool universes that no doubting existed. One where he was a girl? Maybe. One where he was some kind of alien? Nice. But he was also thinking about the one he actually knew existed --one where he actually knew his father.
“But, if you obsess over all that stuff you could be, you forget to try and make the most of the life you already have... or something.” He knew his younger years would have been a billion times better if he was in any other universe, but he found his soulmate in this one, and that was all that mattered.
anomalious:
“𝓣he thing about parallel universe theory is that it’s difficult to come up with an original joke about it.”
“They’ve all been done before.”
“Once, I met this guy from a parallel universe but he was like the older version of a guy I already knew. It was weird.”
vulcanblues:
“Oh, you want me to strip?”
“Hey, Babe, maybe not here? I just don’t want other people staring at you.” His voice was soft. He hoped in a weird way, this wouldn’t be asking too much off Spock.
vulcanblues:
“Oh, you want me to strip?”
“Yes.”
He’s getting ready to take a picture of people stripping.
