finalfrontiersman: (hi im jim)
James "Jim" T. Kirk ([personal profile] finalfrontiersman) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs 2024-05-29 12:46 am (UTC)

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[ Jim arrives as per usual, toting Bones and a bag of breakfast sandwiches. There's work to be done, and today's one of his STEM club days, as opposed to working on the Dark Web project at home. It's taken up most of the living room, in addition to the random projects both he and Spock take on as a means of generating currency. The denizens of Aldrip never bring anything particularly difficult - in fact, it's almost fun, getting to tinker with vintage technology, like the toaster Mrs. Hopkins from down the street brought over for a quick fix - but sometimes it's better to oscillate between projects to keep the mind flowing.

Jim reaches into the bag and procures a wrapped sandwich to toss Gwen's way, knowing by this point already that both her and Peter will always inevitably catch it (at least, so far). It's a neat trick, and something that Jim still isn't able to disguise his fascination with; though he's wise enough not to prod them for more information than they're both willing to share about this mutation they share that WASN'T transmitted between them. ]


Morning. How's it going? [ Jim leans down to free Bones from his lead; he'll bound over to Gwen for a sniff and a brush against her legs before he settles on the dog bed Jim had left in the STEM club room for him a week ago. ] Peter here yet?

[ He may or may not have a pocket full of condoms to hide, but don't worry, that's his own private side mission in the Get Revenge vein. ]

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