#cptjimkirk

[positronicminds]

Data stares, curious, at the young man sitting across from him. This human is not from the colony, and that would be terribly intriguing all on its own, but apparently there’s even more to it than that. Apparently, Data is looking at a Starfleet captain. ...and apparently, it’s an honor to do so.

Data has so many questions. They gather on the tip of his tongue, ready to be asked in a rapid-fire slew of inquiries, but he refrains from voicing them just yet. He has been recently fitted with modesty and etiquette subroutines, and he understands that there are motions that must be gone through before the human will feel comfortable providing so much information at once.

“You wished to meet me, Captain Kirk.” It’s not a question, but it is an invitation-- you wished to meet me, and here I am.

“My father informed me that you expressed a desire to see the nature of his work. I have been instructed to answer your questions to the best of my ability, and to...” he hesitates, cocking his head. “...‘be myself.’”

“What would you like to know?”

@cpt-jim-kirk​ !

[phoenixspirits]

@cpt-jim-kirk​

Gabriel never cared for theoretical physics. He learned what was required of him as a Starfleet Officer, learned more when missions took strange turns ( or his science officers went off on strange tangents. ) Of course, the theoretical part became decidedly less so when he managed to prove the multiverse theory by beaming across dimensions. Since then, in between aiding Rebel factions and dodging Terran Imperialists, learning more has become a necessity. an obsession, perhaps, in his desperation to get back HOME. 

Surviving, of course, is the first step to getting back home. He's at warp seven on a stolen Terran scout ship when he registers the quantum anomaly on his scanners. He's meant to be retreating to the nearest rebel secure base. The decision to head straight for the anomaly is impetuous, stupidly dangerous. Well, that just characterises the past two years of decision making perfectly. 

Even with his improved physics knowledge, Gabriel has no idea what it is he hits. But something happens; everything goes dark, engines dying into utter silence, and then the whole ship shudders, as if it's being torn apart, he feels like HE'S being torn apart-------

The uncomfortable feeling lasts for less than a minute, he's sure, but when it's over, the ship's chronometer reads as ten hours later. Great. Seems like he just experienced the universe’s most underwhelming time travel. 

Even better, he's dead in the water. If he wants to survive his only option is to send out a distress signal. Hopefully he'll be picked up by Rebels, or a passing merchant ship. If not---- well, Gabriel's got enough Terran blood on his hands already. 

It's why he's prepared to fight from the second the gleaming silver hull of the starship comes into view. Grits his teeth when they hail him, and carefully presses to answer with voice-channel ONLY.

[xxdarknessiscomingxx-blog]

xX Kirk and Khan Xx

“Oh you know, I thought I’d stop by for some tea,” Kirk blurted sarcastically as he stood before the cell, arms crossing over his chest. Glancing over his shoulder, seeing who all was present, Kirk then looked back and took a step closer, lowering his voice. “I want to know why.” Kirk gritted out, his jaw tightly clenched as emotion betrayed his every air of command and composure - what little he had to begin with at any rate. “Why did you attack that roomful of innocent unarmed people?” Khan chuckled to himself, his emotions, with the exception of his amusement at Kirk's billowing anger, masked by a facade of flippancy. "Oh, Captain...you of all people should know that 'innocence' depends entirely on one's point of view. You wish for me to explain my actions? I simply decided to 'cut to the chase', as it were. After my performance in London, I could not afford for the evils of bureaucracy to delay matters any further, so I chose to eliminate the room of squabbling, antiquated old relics entirely. Rather efficient, really..."

[youcallthisafavor-blog]

+1 came aboard the Enterprise

cptjimkirk

[/This was, by far, the strangest thing he'd ever seen in his life. Was he standing in front of a mirror? Jim stared at the-- the reflection? The other Jim? What the Fuck was going on?] Who... Who the Hell are you?