A musician, huh? At least that was slightly more down to earth than the boys father. Resting the hat on his head it took five of his quickest strides to find himself in front of the boy. Tattoos, well that's wonderful. The boy he would be trying to make amends with- if he could even call speaking to him now that, was completely disinterested in looking like a professional. Or an adult who looked like they knew what they were doing. Just perfect.

i have 5 drafts left

i promise i'll get them done tomorrow

cause they've been in my drafts for a while now and yeah

tomorrow

miraclesandeclipses, thecoldbloodedsoldier, 

watsonholmesson, remember-me-cleverboy

prizestallionkirk, oriontechintraining

thebastarddawg, littleladyraven

One thing that Kirk hated, was people staring. But seeing as she'd caused another massive argument with one of the Captain's of another ship, on who's was better, it was obvious that people were going to turn and stare at the loud voices that boomed and hit each wall, echoing around the large hanger that held a few of the spaceships.

Her brows furrowed when she finally lost the battle against whose ship was better, even though she knew the truth, she was still less than impressed. Who in their right mind would say that the Enterprise wasn't a beautiful ship? Scotty would have agreed with her, but let's be honest, Scotty might as well have married the damn ship.

Storming through the halls, less than focused on what was in front of her and more on the PADD that rested in her hands, she was typing out a few things when she bashed straight into someone.