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( video & action; un: kirk ) forward dated to April 1st

[ The camera catches a glimpse of Jim's face in his Perimeter Guard uniform, but only for the flicker of a second before there's a bump of some sort and the device is knocked down. Jim's surprised expression is the last thing to show before the only view for a few seconds is the ceiling. His voice can be heard from off camera. ]

John! Bad boy, bad.

[ There's a snout next, sniffing at the screen, then a tongue... then finally Jim reaches his phone and picks it up from the ground. He's grinning a little and shaking his head as he props it up on the table again and pulls away, dragging his new friend along with him so he's kept away from his device. ]

Sorry. That was... anyway. Captain James Kirk here, and this is John, the latest member of the aerial unit. [ He just wandered in one day and now Jim's keeping him, shut up. ] So— due to the latest rains and the most recent flooding near the river, a lot of people have found themselves temporarily displaced. I'm one of those people, but luckily me and my buddy here have a place to crash at the Perimeter Guard. We have plenty of beds and mattresses available here, for what it's worth, so anyone who finds themselves momentarily homeless, you'll be more than welcome here.

There should be other places we could use to offer people some shelter. The community centers come to mind, for instance. Gathering a few supplies would help though, so anyone willing to help and donate a few things, that would be great.

Additionally, I'll be making rounds on the shuttle, so anyone who needs a hand or absolutely must get somewhere out of bounds due to the flood, let me know.

And that's it! [ He smiles a little, nodding. ] Remember to keep safe. And if you don't need to be anywhere near it, stay away from the river. At least until the rain lets up and we manage to figure out where all this water's coming from.

(( ooc: this post is open to action for the following options: around the perimeter guard barracks, getting some rest, working, or helping other misplaced people out; near the river, aiding anyone in trouble and/or possibly fighting any of the monsters; a little all over the place on his shuttle, ready to jump in and get anyone out of a tough spot. ))

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You're too philanthropic, Captain. When you tumble headfirst into the floodwaters I will not fish you out; let that be a lesson to you.

[ His smirk holds a tease, flashed over the cup of bitter tea he stirs atop crossed legs. Hux snorts softly. ]

I would have liked to work on improving the wall. Laserfield grids could have done so much to stop the beasts entering through the floods, albeit not the water itself.

Oh, I'll find my own way out. Wouldn't want you to ruin your cute hairdo by leaping into the water after me.

[ He shoots back with a wide grin, tipping his head up a little. He'll never not want to keep people safe, though. His own sense of self-preservation ends where everyone else's safety begins, no matter who they are. ]

There's still a lot to work on and improve on the walls— both around the Quarantine and the Abandoned City. It'll take a lot of repairing first, granted, but once the flood is over, I don't see why you can't do that.

[ Pardon Armitage as he coughs up his tea, pink blotches staining the apples of his cheeks and the tips of his ears as he recovers. Is his hair cute? It's a mess without regulation pomade, he's certain. No, he won't debate such a thing, it's just Jim being a Pain In The Arse.

He briefly imagines tossing Jim into the floodwaters first-hand. ]

Yes, well ... As to that, I have an alarmingly low stockpile of suppliers and there are people within the Guard, from my home-universe, who would find it difficult to trust me. I feel certain they would sabotage any progress I made. [ Shaking his head. ] I would much prefer to get down to work and stay in this workshop indefinitely, believe me.

Edited (bloody phone tags rip me) 2018-03-28 19:38 (UTC)

[ Ha! Well excuse Jim for looking so pleased with himself, then. And for what it's worth, while he definitely said that just to get a reaction out of Hux, he still honestly thinks his hair is cute. Messy as it is right now and everything. ]

Really? Well, that's unfortunate. [ He mulls it over for a bit. ] I could probably get you a few things, should you ever need anything specific. Sounds kind of sad to just lock yourself up in here all day every day, though. Even outside of work, there's plenty of fun stuff to do around the Quarantine.

Fun.

[ Somehow impressed by Jim's determination to lend aid (which is such a dumb thing to do without receiving any sort of favour in return, kriffing hell ... what a bleeding heart), he shakes his head and looks down at his tea. ]

You're out there as often as possible when you're not power-swimming to rescue others from the floods, then? [ What do they call it, ] "Painting the town red"?

[ Hux would probably go nuts surrounded by a bunch of Starfleet officers, wouldn't he. Granted, Jim still manages to be far more idealistic and intensely dedicated than most, but generally speaking they all think along the same lines. Saving people, doing the right thing and expecting no favor or retribution, all that. ]

Well, I wouldn't put it like that. I'm not exactly twenty anymore. [ His lips twitch a little, and he takes a quick bite from his toast. ] But yeah, I like to go out, have fun. Go for a movie every so often, or drinks. Riding on my bike. Among other things. Do you do things for fun, or is it all just "work work work" with you?

[ First Order officers would likely send all the Starfleeters to medbay. Do-gooding lunatics. ]

I ... [ Of course Jim has a full and enriching life, he's a powerhouse of lovable quirks and goodness and purity of kriffing heart. Horrid. ] I went to a pet store.

[ So why does Hux struggle so hard to find something to offer up in return? He senses he may not have achieved that with his selection. ]

There are no animals allowed on the ships, of course, it's been a while since I saw any. [ Millicent being the exception because no one knows about her. ] They have quite the number of felines, I suspect with the heavy rainfall the shelters are full too.

[ Not before they landed some well-aimed blows of their own, they wouldn't. Excuse you.

Actually Jim's sort of endeared when Hux brings up a pet store. That's so... 'unexpected' is the best word he can think of. He fights the urge to smile wider at Hux, and just settles with a faint nod instead. ]

We don't really have pets on board either. [ It's not outright forbidden, but it was just too complicated. Jim sure wouldn't have risked an animal's safety like that. ] So— you like cats. You did strike me as a cat person. Thinking of adopting one?

No, no, I don't have the time to ... deal with a pet.

[ Train another one, he almost said. Millicent is well-trained, docile, and quiet, the perfect companion. He gets the feeling a rowdy kitten wouldn't have the same effect. ]

What do you mean, 'a cat person'?

That's a shame. Probably a lot of pets around here who need a home.

[ Plus, Hux could always adopt one that's already all grown up and well-trained. Not nearly as many headaches, that's for sure. ]

Oh. That's just something people say where I'm from. Cats and dogs are the most common pets back on Earth, so there's this... saying, I guess. That you're either a cat person or a dog person. The implication being that cat people are more indoors-y, introverted, the kind to enjoy an afternoon curled up on the couch reading or watching movies, and dog people like the outdoors, adventures, exercising and are more extroverted.

A poor stereotype, I guess. Besides, nothing's to stop someone from liking or adopting both.

That sounds like the sort of thing a dog person would say.

[ Tooling with Jim? Never. ]

Edited 2018-03-28 22:11 (UTC)

[ Jim laughs a little at that. ]

Well, I am a dog person. But I also like cats, for the record.

I get the sense you're the type of dog that likes to see how far he can get without being scratched.

[ Jim's laugh is horrendous, the worst sound in the recorded history of the galaxy. The only thing worse is his smile.

Armitage sincerely hopes his hot ears aren't too pink. ]

[ Jim snorts, throwing his head back a little. It really is the worst hearing Hux laugh, wow. Awful to know he actually can. ]

Mm, that would very much depend on what kind of scratching we're talking about.

[ Grinning unapologetically, he winks at Hux. He's enjoying the effect he's having on him a little too much, admittedly. ]

[ Blinking rather quickly as he forgets how air travels through his nose, clearing his throat, he switches his attention to the half-eaten toastie and starts picking at the hardened melted cheese, neatening an untouched side. ]

Do you travel alone or do you keep any family onboard your ship? The Enterprise, that is, when you're there.

[ There's a knowing and pleased little smile on Jim's face, but at least he lets the matter drop and gives Hux a bit of a break from the teasing. ]

My crew is my family. [ He states simply, then goes on to add. ] I just have my mother. She's a Starfleet officer too, but she has her own assignments, usually on Earth or some colony on another planet. She's never been on board the Enterprise.

What about you?

[ Hux takes pride in his crew, certainly, the same way he foes in his stormtroopers; they reflect well on him and his achievements, the younger officers show respect for the rank he earned and the troopers in their disciplined brilliance. But the word family is as foreign to him as it was when Brendol was alive.

Every answer he has for Jim is dismally lacking in some way. ]

I have no connections like that, no.

[ He must really be dopey if he can't stop himself asking questions that can so easily be turned around on himself. Idiot, Armitage. Pull yourself together. ]

I would have thought you were married.

[ It's a little different, yes. Jim's proud of his crew, but not for his own gain, not because of how it makes him look. They all have lent a modicum of prestige to the crew in their own way, which is why most Starfleet officers would jump through hoops to get an assignment on the Enterprise, and it's not just because she's the flagship of the fleet.

Jim's proud of that. Proud of knowing that his ship and his crew are the paragon of what Starfleet is meant to be, what it represents. ]

Me? [ He raises both eyebrows, honestly surprised that Hux would even think that. ] No. Generally speaking, that's not... Captains don't get married. Kinda hard juggling both... I think.

It seems odd that a man as congenial as yourself would remain so focused on his career. That is, [ kriff, that didn't come out quite right, ] the extension of your priorities could be duly expanded by your capabilities.

[ It's been years since Hux bothered fashioning a compliment. You can care about people as well as your job. That's his point.

MOVING ON, ]

Some of my captains are attached. I believe some spouses opt to stay aboard with them and are allowed if they own similarly useful talents as officers. If they perform their duties, I have no protest.

[ It's a nice compliment, if a little unusual. Not a sentiment Jim's very used to hearing, but then most everyone back home knows he's not even the type for relationships, let alone marriage. ]

Same thing where I'm from. My parents were part of the same crew, for instance. Civilians can't stay aboard starships, though. Starfleet's adamant about that.

[ He smiles a little and shrugs. ] But it's irrelevant in my case. Marriage never crossed my mind back home, not once.

You're far more pleasant than any of my crew. Perhaps Lieutenant Mitaka has you beat on the innocence scale, though.

[ Oops, almost made himself smile at his own joke!! ]

[ He snorts, then laughs openly. Seriously Hux, what a thing to say about Jim Kirk. ]

I don't think anyone has ever accused me of any level of innocence. Can't even tell if that's a compliment or not.

[ But then Hux also called him pleasant, so he's definitely going with 'yes'. ]

You'll just have to wonder.

[ Stirring his tea, he glances away to the workshop through the door and then back again. His voice softens a little, quieter as he strives to sound sincere. Which he is when he says, ]

It's good to see you. I ... don't speak to many people. Perhaps I should try to rectify that if more of them are like you.

[ He smiles against the rim of his tea at the confessed sentiment. He barely knows Hux as it is, but it's still unexpected and unusual enough to feel especially nice. ]

Well, I can't tell you you'll meet anyone else quite like me, but there's no harm in going out there and giving it a shot. [ Maybe just a tiny bit cocky there. All in good fun, of course. ] It's good to see you too.

Would you like more tea?

[ It's a better reply than anything else trying to buffet its way out of his chest. He has to be calm and collected, no stock put in such kind words because sooner or later Hux will regret it. ]

I would dearly love to get my hands on some tarine tea, it's a little more bitter but very filling.

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