straightontilmorning: (show 'em your boobs and run like hell)
 
                       * PINpoint
                       * Communicator
                       * IC
                       * OOC
straightontilmorning: (w/Bones - laughing at you)
Jim lets herself into Bones' quarters, because she's massively cool and Captainly like that.

And then turns around to face him, all smuglike. "Welcome home, Bones."
straightontilmorning: (ugggggggh kill me now)
Jim had chosen to talk to Lenore alone, explain to her personally who her father was and why he was arrested. She deserved that much from Jim, at least, and perhaps more - she wasn't sure by now how much, but her interest in the Great Karidian's daughter had been at least partially fueled by her interest in Kodos, and no one deserved to be used like that.

That's when things went downhill. Lenore, it seemed, was already fully aware of her father's previous role in life, and his subsequent arrest.

She pulled a phaser on Jim. Before she could duck or find cover or any sort of defensive movement, Lenore had already pulled the trigger and run off to find her father.

Which leads us to a half hour later, with Jim starting to slowly wake up, mildly distracted by the pain in her head.
straightontilmorning: (write away)
:: Select 5-10 first lines from your fic/etc
:: Post them, exactly as they are, punctuation, italics/etc, and all
:: Challenge your flist to write a drabble or ficlet with the same first line in the comments
:: Have fun with what people come up with!
:: Repost at will

1. In dreams, you can do anything you want.

2. Somehow – despite being the youngest captain in Starfleet history, despite being better at her job than most of the officers in the ‘fleet – Jim still manages to find herself in over her head.

3. From the minute Leonard McCoy sat down next to Jim Kirk on that shuttle to San Francisco, he felt like he’d been pulled into orbit around her.

4. Jim swung a leg out, knocking her opponent off-balance, and threw him a cocky grin to further distract him.

5. Jim steps off the Bridge into her Ready Room for a breather, and a suspiciously two-dimensional squirrel hands her a PADD.

6. The stars sparkle beyond the horizon.

7. Sometimes, she wakes up screaming.

8. It comes as no surprise to anyone, but Jim isn’t all that good at long-term romance.

9. Three days after the Enterprise went into orbit around Prometheus, the government underwent a major upheaval.

10. Deep in the still-beating heart (metaphorical) of the universe (referential), the shifting-changing-living matrix of time stretched a little closer to the point of breaking, a cacophony of cracks and rents (subjective) betraying its slow death.
straightontilmorning: (santa's little helper)


and/or [insert your winter holiday of choice here]!

&hearts: to you all.
straightontilmorning: (how to succeed in Starfleet)
The How's My Driving? Meme


It ain't a party til someone shows up late.


In other news, I may or may not be revolting against studying physics today, so if you need me, I'll be over here with my homie Scotty.
straightontilmorning: (drops of Jupiter)
1. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever.
2. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs.
3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either.
4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist.
5. Cheat liberally.

girls just wanna have fun )


1,565
Operation-- Annihilate, Where No Man Has Gone Before, assorted others.
straightontilmorning: (santa's little helper)


(Just pretend that's Jim singing, because she so would.)

ANYWAY 'SUP. If your pup wants a Christmas gift from Jim, comment to this post. and I shall make it happen!
straightontilmorning: (the oops! girl)
She'd been in her quarters for the past hour, going over past events in her mind, trying to make them make sense. There'd been a battle going on ever since she first laid eyes on the Karidians, a tug of war between her gut instincts and her sense of responsibility, along with... other emotions she didn't care to acknowledge.

Just as she came close to heading to Sickbay to check on Lt. Riley's condition herself, Bones' report came through and she settled in to interpret some medical language. The cold coffee she'd intended to bolster her language skills with did little to help aside from shock her into realizing just how long she'd been sitting around, brooding.

Under the circumstances, Spock's sudden interruption was almost a welcome distraction. "What is it?"
straightontilmorning: (drops of Jupiter)
I finished filling all 100 of Jim's icon slots today, which means it's time to do the ~Character Expression Meme~ and show them off.

The Character Expression Meme

Character: James T. Kirk
Journal: [livejournal.com profile] kirk_it
RPG: [Bad username or site: lots of games @ livejournal.com]

.happy..sad..angry..scared.
.disgusted..surprised..flirty..sexual.
.confused..shy..playful..rage.
.hurt..guilty..bored..laughing.
.sarcastic..tired..wtf..pride.
.sympathy..evil..innocent..in love.
YOURFOURFAVORITEICONS



WANT TO DO IT TOO?
Snag yourself the coding here.
straightontilmorning: (write away)


Seeing as how LJ is more inclined to flood my inbox with about a hundred notifications of people's v-gifts but only a few choice tag notifs, poke me here if we have a thread I haven't tagged.


P.S. I am also still sick and sporadic tagging still applies, so if you poke me here and I still don't tag you for a while, that might be the reason.
straightontilmorning: (well shit.)
At the end of a very long, very frustrating mission on Cranius Apple-VI, the governments (all three and a half of them) decided that the away team was formally trespassing on their sovereign territory (though none of them could decide whose sovereign territory). Obviously, the best choice was to toss the away team into a political prison, with - since they respected the chain of command, or at least the size of their cells - the two security members in some undisclosed location and Jim and Bones together in one very dark, very uncomfortable cell of their own. Jim estimated several hours of negotiations for their release, at least. In the meantime, all they could do without causing even more of a diplomatic incident was wait.

Jim took deep, even breaths and considered that maybe a bigger diplomatic incident might not be so bad.
straightontilmorning: (ugggggggh kill me now)
'sup. Munagement is sick and tags are going to be interestingly sporadic. And stuff.

I want tea. :|
straightontilmorning: (and I am very tired.)
-Or, more accurately, Captain Kirk will be climbing a mountain. They had the shuttlecraft bring them a ways away so they could spend the better part of the daylight hiking to the chosen camping spot, because Jim needed to burn off some restless energy before the mountain climbing.

Still needed to. She wasn't sure what the hell was going on inside her own head, which pretty much sucked, but she knew she needed some time off. From things. Maybe even from Bones. And Jim got very literal when it came to working out things.

Once they had everything set up, she wandered Boneswards to be Responsible and Take Safety Precautions. "I'm going for a run."

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