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My Shore Leave/T’hy’la Bang 2024 fic is live! I was fortunate enough to be paired with the incredible artist @justveeing. No spoilers, but you are in for a TREAT with the rest of the art!
I present to you my bite sized 10K fic of beachy summertime Spirk shenanigans.
Excerpt:
“Lighten up, Jim!” Una laughed. “This is a pleasure planet.”
“It’s a Vacation Destination.” Kirk leaned in close, lowering his voice to a whisper. “Where sixteen Federation citizens have gone missing in the last month!”
“Yeah. About that.” Una leaned over the bar and pressed her thumb against the bartender’s PADD. He mixed her a fresh drink and slid it down the bar without once looking up from his conversation with a flirty, lithe Bajoran. “We should talk.”
Kirk held up a hand. “It’s our assignment. I’d be here searching for our missing people even if this wasn’t a vacation destination.”
“Oh, I know you would.” She elbowed Spock in the ribs. “You’d both be happier if this was an extreme survival world where you had to fight off three meter tall rabid sloths using nothing but spears made from your own deltas.”
“It would be preferable to the present assignment,” said Spock. “Commander Chin-Riley has broken nineteen starfleet regulations since our arrival.”
“In ten hours?” K’Lico slowly licked alcohol off his fruit kabob.
Una shrugged. “It’s been a slow day.”