#dared-to-do-better

“Entirely true, and I wouldn’t even dare to argue it. That ‘guy’ can and has brought me to my knees with a look. But you’re kinda oversimplifying, aren’t you? If I’m the powerful Doctor, known across all time and space, that ‘blonde guy from Iowa’ is James Tiberius Kirk, the most influential and heroic Starfleet captain in all of history. Mankind never forgets his name. He is one of the most important people in the history of the universe...

“Yeah? Well now y’do.” One might not take Leonard for a man prone to violence, at least to consider him at first. But his involvement upon the Enterprise is only the tip of the iceberg in terms of what he’s capable of, if pressed. Gruesome experiments may sate his scientific curiosity; torture may be carried out by the Captain’s direct orders. But he’d won his wife with his fists, and lost her the very same way, against the same solitary man.

Leonard’s been prepared to die many times, always on his feet. Wary eyes watch as Tiberius picks himself up, and he’s drawn to the smear of crimson upon the man’s lip. Harder. He should have hit harder. 

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Alright, Jim. I’m gonna need you to listen. There’s a seriousness in his expression that manages to outdo the typical severity of his face, and he’s hoping it will be enough to keep Jim riveted to his seat.

Don’t be throwin’ your fool ass out of the frying pan and into the fire this time. I know you’ve got a death wish, got your action-hero complex. Know how much you just love puttin’ your ass on the line for everybody else. Everything about his expression is fond, from the softness of his eyes to the small smile playing about his lips. 

Not this time. They need you, Jim. And you’re gonna let me do this for you. You’ve done so much for me. It’s my turn. A temporary hostage barring negotiations had been demanded of the Enterprise, but it isn’t really what they’d wanted. What they’d actually wanted was a sacrifice. But Jim never would have allowed him to be taken otherwise.

M’sorry, Jim. I know we had plans. He chuckles a little, at that, though there’s no humor in it. Plenty of ‘em. And just because I’m not there- His voice grows a little rough, but he’s almost done. It’s nearly time. Doesn’t mean that has to change.

“What’d you even do, when y’have a chance like this?” The words are hushed, just this side of secretive, as if Leonard wouldn’t want to be caught asking what a man ought to do when he’s relieved of duty and free to do as he pleases. He has a life, thanks very much; he has hobbies and desires just like anyone else. But he hasn’t been at liberty to pursue any of it in quite some time, and he hasn’t been set loose on San Francisco with Jim at his side and a whole array of possibilities in front of them for even longer.

Nearly everything he has fits in a large duffel, and this is what he hauls off the ship now; his life carried off of it just as it had been carried on, subject to return in good time if he doesn’t decide he’s had enough of space already. But who is he kidding, really?

George wasn’t sure how much time he had. He never did. Each jump was different. Each location, time, duration. Everything was different and no matter what he tried to do, the former Kelvin captain could never stay in one place for long. So, he had to make of most of his current situation. Which, sad to say, was him, standing in the darkness and the rain, watching the battered figure of his son navigate metal shards. The situation was bad enough. George didn’t want it to get any worse. So he called out, warned. Something wasn’t right here. He’d seen it before. All he wanted was to prevent more harm from befalling the son he never knew.

Azure orbs were roaming the darkness for him. Kirk was still in shadow, out of the way of preying eyes. He wanted nothing more than to be reunited with Jim but-...But he didn’t want to give a false sense of hope until he could figure out a way around this problem. George needed to know how to stop the time jumps.

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It had been a long day setting up all the cadets up with their classes and getting their schedules done. Every one of them had been done except Kirk. Instead of searching him out, she made her way into a bar near campus to have herself a glass of scotch and unwind.

Ironically enough, the person at the bar next to her just happened to be the man in question. One didn’t pay attention as she ordered her drink.