@luck-over-logic dared to look into the Mirror
Kirk knew the man. He didn’t know why, but he was sure he knew him. “Familiar faces seem to be following me this week. Who are you and what do you want?”
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@luck-over-logic dared to look into the Mirror
Kirk knew the man. He didn’t know why, but he was sure he knew him. “Familiar faces seem to be following me this week. Who are you and what do you want?”
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i have not seen a lot of tos, but i love this blog. it’s clear they love kirk, and i love the writing and characterization and ! i don’t have a lot to say bc i’ve mostly observed this one but its very good
@diedsaving
i’ve interacted with this blog very little, but i love seeing them on my dash. i love their writing, and i love the kirk from it. like i feel like they get him so well, and they capture the aos/younger kirk essence but also stay true to the values of tos and its great
@fateprotected ( @myceliumprotected / @ltkeyladetmer )
lena! i love her. we don’t talk a Ton but god i always love when we do. she’s so great and funny but also it’s clear how much she loves her characters. and i just recently followed her on pris but i love her. i love how much she clearly loves her crew, and honestly the chaotic neutral character she writes i think is just so good for the enterprise.
@luck-over-logic The sound of gunshots was like thunder, clapping in his ears in a way that made his head ring. Blood soaked the shoulder of his linen shirt and plastered down his leather coat. It was by no means a serious wound for him, but that didn’t help the fear running through him like a river recently freed of a dam. All that mattered to him was getting the hell away. The world twisted around him. Wooden walls and muddy roads blurred into a kaleidoscope of colors. His stomach went up in his chest and a familiar sense of weightlessness bolstered through him. Grasping frantically for safety, he had the impression of walls and floors without any solid grasp of them. Soft soil, rough gravel, smooth stone, wet sand, thick carpet, and more. One seemed more solid than the rest, more right in a way that was difficult to describe. He pushed himself forward. Grays and reds and muted green lights swirled into focus and the ground solidified under his scrambling feet, firm and steady. He took three fumbling steps and the world crashed into focus as he slammed into a solid gray wall. The smell of metal and clean hit him hard, washing away the scent of horse and heat and sweat, and he staggered as he fought to keep up with gravity. Voices reached his ears. Shouts and alarm, and who could blame them, when a man his size came barreling out of no where? He twisted, trying to orient himself towards the sounds, and prayed he hadn’t just jumped into a larger problem.
Viktoriya was ecstatic over her new assignment. The Russian woman had been placed aboard the Enterprise as a medical officer. She was transported on and immediately was face to face with the captain.
"Good morning Captain, Ensign Viktoriya Orlov reporting for duty sir." She said, her accent showing through her words. She already knew her assignment would place her on the bridge or on away missions a lot which is what she wanted.
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Jim couldn’t put his finger on it, but something about this guy looked strangely familiar. There was this odd feeling at the back of his mind that told him he’d seen this man before. But, for the life of him, Jim couldn’t place where he’d seen him before. “...Sorry. I don’t mean to stare, but... I swear I know you. You look so familiar. Usually I’m so good with faces, but I just can’t seem to figure out why I think I know you.”
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“Captain, I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting anyone else up at this hour. Would you like me to leave?”