Your Daily Doctor - Friday January 23rd
trying on a metaphor

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Your Daily Doctor - Friday January 23rd
Amok Tempus
The last thing Spock wanted was to repeat what had just happened, so he hoped sincerily that the Captain would approach him calmly. The first thing Jim said was already making him feel relieved. He simply stood in the middle of his room, folding his hands behind his back and taking a deep breath, watching Jim as he took the liberty to make what seemed like tea without specifying a flavor, basically only getting hot water. It had taken Spock’s interest when he happened to have a bag on him with actual tea leaves instead of using the replicator’s flavors.
"I am not known to let anyone get under my skin, if at all, Captain. Therefore I apologize. I do not intend to let it happen again." He spoke in his usual manner, even though he could feel the heat building up inside of him once more. His curiosity got the best of the Science Officer as he turned to watch what kind of leaves his Captain was using, wondering as to why he was putting the effort into coming by to make ‘actual tea’ for the both of them when he had a lot more reasons to be out and busy right now. But for once, Spock didn’t question his business since he knew he was at fault for their earlier clash to begin with. "Those tea leaves, they resemble those I have seen years ago, back at Vulcan, Captain." Spock noted, accepting the cup and smelling the scent of the steam. "How did you acquire those?" His surprise was evident in the way he raised his eyebrows and voice just slightly.
fortunefavorthefoolish
Jim grinned widely when Spock asked him about the tea leaves. He had a smile of victory and confidence about him at the little fact that he had acquired such a prize that was only found on the now dead planet.
"Maybe they resemble them because they are them." he replied, almost a big smugly. "Sweet talked a few ambassadors and did a few favors and got this stash sent to me from New Vulcan. Turns out a few plants made it off the planet and they started cultivating them again. This is the first batch that was harvested."
Blowing across the liquid in his own cup, Jim ventured a sip, wrinkling his nose a little bit before taking another. "Eh...not bad...just not 'my cup of tea' heh." He joked before sitting down in one of the chairs and folding one leg over his knee. "Anyways...you aren't known to let something get under your skin which is why it took me back earlier today. But...meh." he shrugged. "It happens. I would just rather you didn't make a habit of it." This time he glanced up with his sharp blue eyes, a bit of a stern warning behind them.
neithervulcannorhuman
Freshmen - (Fortunefavorthefoolish)
The young Vulcan started to understand how the PADD’s system worked, he figured out the way the options were contructed and how he went back and forth between different screens and subjects simply by touching or swiping the screen with his fingertips. On Vulcan they would never make use of such a device, he thought to himself. “Do not worry, I do not easily get offended, and I will understand if anyone attempting to pronounce Vulcan language will make mistakes.” He meant to somewhat console him. Spock glanced up from the PADD when Jim started to explain who had beat him up, glad he explained the human expression, for Spock had the idea Jim had somehow hit that girl. He did not interrupt him, and he learned a great deal more about the way Jim Kirk usually acted. Apparently he liked girls and bars, and he was unafraid when faced by an enemy more powerful than himself. It could be a potentially dangerous asset to be overconfident, and Spock was taking a note of that trait for future reference on his roommate. "So I understand you took the entrance exams before, passed them, and decided not to pull through on Starfleet earlier?" It seemed he had only just made the decision to join Starfleet on a whim, and merely because he had met Captain Pike in person, which seemed to be a lucky case of coincidence. "… And what is the connotation of something being ‘a bitch’, if you do not mind explaining?" The Vulcan tilted his head slightly, there was still a lot he had to learn considering the English language
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"Yeah I took them and passed on the first try." he shrugged as he sat back on his bed and ran his hand through his hair, picking at the fabric of his uniform, wrinkling his nose a little bit at how stiff and starched it felt. It was so...formal. "Ya see...Starfleet is kind of a family thing. My mom is in it and so was my old man...that was until he got himself blown up. He became a hero for what he did and I guess a lot of people think I get special attention for it. They probably think that I was given an easy grade on the exam because of who my dad is; not because I am actually smart."
He took one of the white undershirts and slipped it over his head before going into the bathroom to change into the pants.
"Heheh...'a bitch' is a funny word when you explain it to someone who doesn't know." he continued from around the corner. "It is slang for a female dog but also slang for a few other things. Someone who whines to much like a dog, a derogatory towards someone whom you want to feel beneath you and in the way that I had used it, it means hardship. Kinda like life is a proverbial dog and the situation bites you back."
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{outofgold} Mun Back.
{I come back from holiday haitus and find some of my favorite rp partners have deactivated their accounts. This makes me sad. :{
At least I still have neithervulcannorhuman. *hugs* Glad you haven't left me my pointed eared friend.}
The Mun Is Still Alive
Hey guys! Just a little update to let you know I’m still alive! Work has been crazy lately with the holidays so I haven’t gotten much time to do anything. All of my muses have been lazy and I simply haven’t had any motivation to write anything at all. Hopefully once things settle down in January I’ll be feeling more up to getting to my drafts again. At least I am gonna be getting overtime and holiday pay and all that other gravy for working my ass off.
I’ll probably see you all after the first! Happy Holidays!
Male Anatomy Art Practice with Jim Kirk.
Reference: {x}
#inspired by that one episode #in tos #where jim gets a comm from spock on the bridge while getting dressed #and instead of putting on his shirt and answering like a normal person #he just tosses it to one side and stands in his shirtless glory and is like #'what is it mr spock? let us have an entire conversation while i am half dressed'
So, I’m doing a Giveaway for all my followers that stayed with me or joined up during my moving! You guys are so awesome, I totally expected to come back to a lot less followers… But I gained more than what I had! I mean… wat?
This is a mystery giveaway! There will be 3 winners. Each winner will be getting an art of the Star Trek character of their choosing (even ocs, but I will need full descriptions and or fcs.) They will also be getting random things along with their art.
Don’t worry, the art will be pretty and worth it. I promise.
Rules:
only one reblog and one like per person.(The notes don’t record multiple reblogs or likes and I don’t have the time to go through and figure that all out.
No giveaway blogs
Must be following me. I don’t care if you unfollow after this is over, that’s your choice. But since this is for my followers you must be following me at the time of prize announcement.
Must be willing to send me your address seeing as I will be sending you things.
Must have your ask box or submit box open. I need a way of reaching you.
You will have 48 hours after I send you your congratulations message to reply. If you fail to reply I will give the prize to someone else.
I don’t care if you reblog on multiple blogs but you as a person can only win one prize. I want 3 different people to win. Also, the specific blog must be following me. You can’t be following me on one and reblog on another and expect that one to win. It still has to follow the rules.
I will be using a random number generator to pick the winners.
The end date for this giveaway is one month from now on OCT. 31st.
Alpha Omega
"It was not my intention to end up on this planet!”, Khan exclaimed when Kirk started to mock him and he sighed, ruffled his black hair as if he grew a bit impatient. Though he stayed calm, his inner demon just telling him how much he had failed this mission. It all would have been better if they would have actually managed it to land on the planet Khan had chosen, and not somewhere where he didn’t even know where exactly they were. They could be on the other side of the goddamn Universe! The Augment sighed deeply.
"Maybe I am delusional. Who said I wouldn’t be?” He looked back at Kirk after a few seconds and lifted an eyebrow, shrugged before he folded his arms in front of his chest. “You would be as much as I am now if you were about to lose everyone you love. If someone would take away Spock and all the other ones of your crew, place them somewhere were you have no access, and if the people who did it tell you at the same time that you will never see them again. That you will die alone. That you will never have the chance to be happy again. You will be alone - forever. And they will suffer because you are unable to help.”
Khan sounded as if he was musing and he sighed, averted his gaze. “I try everything, Kirk. Ever-y-thing until I will give up. And when I give up I will also end my life. Then I am not worth it to be here anymore. I would be a shame for everyone. For myself - for my race.”
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Jim was quiet for a long moment. His usual chatting and snarky remarks were silenced by the situation. There were things he wanted to stay in argument but at the same time he couldn't form the words. It made him feel angry, frustrated and depressed.
"Still..." he said in a softer tone after a long moment, his back still to the augment. "I wouldn't have taken the lives of hundred if not thousands of innocent people just out of anger and spite."
He was mad and hurt. He wanted to go home, he wanted to be back with his own family but now he was stuck out here on this god forsaken planet all because of him.
"But whatever. I don't give a crap on your reasons anymore. I don't really care and it doesn't matter now anyways..."
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Next Target | AU | [ CLOSED ]
Leonard rolled his eyes about Jim but he still kept his smirk on his lips. Seemed like his valued boyfriend failed to do any kind of activity before he haven’t got anything to eat but this was just who Jim was. “Got nothing to eat during class? What a pity for you.” Leonard’s grin only grew deeper as he continued to tease Jim.
After a brief moment, Leonard sighed. “Well, I guess you’re right anyway. I’m starving as well as you but still wouldn’t keep me from laying you. You just have to set the right priorities, friend.” He slightly laughed again but in the end he was back to normal again. “Make sure you’re not going to break your promise. I’m at yours in time and don’t forget the oysters since you’re creating the impression that you need them.”
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"Naw I didn't get a thing to eat since breakfast. Though you sound like a wonderful meal." Jim laughed lightly as he continued out into his apartment kitchen to look for the number of the Italian restaurant. "Or it could be the other way around, I don't mind either way."
Digging through the drawers, he finally found the number on the back of a rough note pad. "Eight o'clock. I will be ready and waiting."
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according to youtube this is the sound of the transporters
So, this is an actual scene written for the 2009 Star Trek film and I will never be over it. (x)
A Wide-field view of the Pencil Nebula
NGC 2736, also known as the Pencil Nebula, is located in the constellation Vela about 815 light-years away and is part of the Vela Supernova Remnant. This image of the region of sky around the Pencil Nebula shows a spectacular celestial landscape featuring the blue filaments of the Vela supernova remnant, the red glow of clouds of hydrogen and countless stars. It is a colour composite made from exposures from the Digitized Sky Survey 2.
Credit: ESO/Digitized Sky Survey 2 Acknowledgment: Davide De Martin.
Benedict: There’s an awful lot of him that is incredibly driven and unemotional, but there is also a very human need he has and that is to protect his family.
A chaotic good character will keep his word to those who are not evil and will lie only to evil-doers. He will never attack an unarmed foe and will never harm an innocent. He will not use torture to extract information or for pleasure, but he may "rough up" someone to get information. He will never kill for pleasure, only in self-defense or in the defense of others. A chaotic good character will never use poison. He will help those in need and he prefers to work alone, as he values his freedom. He does not respond well to higher authority, is distrustful of organizations, and will disregard the law in his fight against evil. He will never betray a family member, comrade, or friend. Chaotic good characters do not respect the concepts of self-discipline and honor, because they believe such concepts limit freedom to act.
D&D Alignments | Chaotic Good
Alpha Omega
"You are special.”, Khan said quickly and knitted his brows at the man, sitting a bit more straight. “That’s the reason I kidnapped you. As I told you, I have done nearly everything to get my people back. Because they are the ones I love, they are my family, Kirk, and I am still not finished with trying. To kidnap you was a rather illogical thing to do, I agree, but it was the only thing I hadn’t tried for now. Except the one time we were on the Vengeance. But well, your Vulcan friend betrayed me as well.”
Khan sighed and rubbed his fingers over his closed eyes before he looked back at the blond. “As I said - you are important to them. You are the youngest Captain, the one everyone loves - do you think Starfleet would let you fall that easily? What would mankind say if you somehow disappear and Starfleet doesn’t bother? No, Kirk, I know they will try to get you back, and maybe I have a chance to get my people back then.”
He knew that the chance was low. But Khan had been desperate, his brain only thinking about his family not about logic at allk anymore. He missed them so much, his heart ached every day, every hour aned every second. He sighed and averted his gaze.
fortunefavorthefoolish
Kirk wasn’t entirely convinced by Khan’s words. He wanted to go home himself, back to his own family and his crew; the place where he was happiest. However, the situation as it was now was looking dim and not leaving him with much hope. Also, he had his doubt’s that Starfleet would be willing to unfreeze dozens and dozens of augmented warriors while negotiating with a terrorist. He had no doubt that Spock would lead the Enterprise crew in a search for him, but how would they even find him? Even if they could manage to trace some kind of trail left by a transwarp transporter, who knows where or what planet they were on. Maybe it was on the other side of the galaxy or in unreachable territory. If they don’t find him soon…eventually Starfleet will call off the search, deeming Kirk missing in action.
"Yeah…" He started in a tired tone, too tired to sit and engage in a lengthy argument with Khan regarding morals. "Maybe your plan would work if we actually ended up where we were suppose to go. Now we gotta get off this planner or send out a distress call or something. But either way, I think you are delusional, even if you are desperate."
He took a few slow bites of the fruit before finally finishing it off and stretching out across the floor, to weary go care that it was in the least be comfortable.
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