http://tiberiuskirk.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tiberiuskirk.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2009-11-24 02:16 am

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He woke with his head pillowed on arms folded on his desk, blinking into the early morning light filtering in through the windows in his ready room. Kirk wasn't sure how he got there, as he didn't recall sitting down at any point...nor did he remember pulling out a PADD on the Kelvin. He sat upright and picked it up, regarding it with open confusion, too focused on it and the picture of the man he was the spitting image of to notice the tablet feeding this visual to the rest of Taxon.

"How did--"

A sudden rush of memories and information that filled in the gap that was the previous week made him wince. Dropping the PADD back onto the desk, he pressed his hand to his eyes and left it there. So, it seemed he'd been glitched again, only into his twelve-year-old self and not a girl. Thank God, though he wasn't sure which one was more embarrassing. At least he remembered this time and now knew that his younger self had pulled the information up on the PADD out of curiosity about his father.

"I am getting really tired of this."

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[identity profile] likeajoan.livejournal.com 2009-11-24 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Buffy is just wry. Very pleased to see him back to normal too, obviously-- delighted, in fact. But still wry. "So am I, and it's not even happening to me."

Poor Kirk, he looked so tired. Frowning with equal parts sympathy and concern, she asked, "How're you feeling?"
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[identity profile] likeajoan.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it would either put him at ease or make him feel more awkward, then, that she was about to gush over the virtues of his smaller self.

"Are you kidding? No memory wiping for me. I mean, it was... a little weird, admittedly, you being all tiny-- but you were so sweet. There was no bad there. It was nice."

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[identity profile] likeajoan.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Were you alone for that whole time?" she asked worriedly, frowning. She hated the thought that he'd been by himself, scared, thinking he was being punished for that length of time.

"I would've come to check up on you sooner, but I didn't want to be--" she strove for a way to put it that was more elegant than 'that excessively annoying and clingy girlfriend', came up with nothing, and eventually settled for: "--didn't want to crowd you."

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[identity profile] likeajoan.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, good-- good." That made her feel a little better, at least. She relaxed, looking much relieved.

Of course she would argue that there was no such thing as 'too good', but in any case, she returned the smile. It was sort of surprised, sheepish and affectionate, rolled into one. "Oh, well. I'm glad. Because I wouldn't want to, y'know, do that." Wow, that was not even approaching eloquent. Oh well. To try and cover up the fact that he'd just made her a little tongue-tied (surely she was too old for that now?) she added, on a tangent.

"So, you should probably just eat green things with many healthy vitamins for the next ever, huh?"
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[identity profile] likeajoan.livejournal.com 2009-11-26 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Well, Buffy was perhaps a bit hyper-aware of her own definition, considering the epic fashion in which she screwed up with Riley, her last real relationship, in the traditional sense of the word-- she certainly didn't want to make the same mistakes again, and take Kirk for granted or make him feel like he didn't matter to her. Still, almost a month and she hadn't messed things up yet, that was certainly encouraging-- and she was happy.

The mention of blood wine made her wrinkle her nose with distaste. "I still maintain my position of ewww on that, by the way."

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[identity profile] likeajoan.livejournal.com 2009-11-27 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not trying your gross wine," she stated flatly, clearly unconvinced, though with a slightly amused quirk of her lips.
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[identity profile] likeajoan.livejournal.com 2009-12-10 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
"But why give it a gross name, unless it's gross?" she asked, perfectly logically, she thought. "And what's a Klingon, anyway?"