life, liberty, property.

"Yes a hero.” Some people considered himself a hero, along with his father and many other people. Of course Jim read about Ron Swanson and how he saved the earth from a certain destruction. Mister Swanson pulls the wood flute out of hand and he pouts taking another bite of the apple. Talk about rude.

He shrugs his shoulders, “See the thing is, You and me we don’t have a choice. Now I was pulled from my crew, my family to protect you sir. I don’t really like this either but orders are orders and I am already on a short leash with the high ups anyways.” Jim looks at the apple with a grin.

The kid smiles too damn much. Ron can feel the corner of his eye twitching. "... 2261," is all he says in response, and it's visible how his Adam's apple bobs in his throat as he swallows.

Honestly. He has so many better things to do than listen to this crap, and so he nods his head slowly and gets to his feet. He needs to eat something meaty to get his mind off of things. That usually helps when he has to deal with idiots like this one--even though Kirk hardly sounds like he's lying.

The look on his face was clear, he didn’t believe Jim. Of course that was to be expected but hey it was always worth a shot. He nods leaning back at the chair fooling around with the little trinkets on the man’s desk. “Mhmm..Well where I am from, you sir are a hero.” Jim states looking up from the desk to the man sitting before him his eyes serious and the smile was shrinking into a small smirk.

Ron doesn't mind Kirk's playing with his things until the man picks up one of his unfinished wooden flutes, at which point he just snatches it out of his hand and carefully replaces it in his desk drawer. Needless to say, Kirk doesn't have to touch wood before it's varnished.

He watches Ron humming gently scratching the side of his cheek his head tilted and the grin is never leading his face. “Well yeah, but more like…a different type of military than the one you are thinking of.” He states with a shrug watching Ron shut the doors behind him.

Of course Ron doesn't believe him. The moment Kirk says he isn't from 'this timeline' immediately assumes some time travel-related shenanigans, which Ron doesn't have the patience for most days. Kirk does, however, seem not to be under the influence of neither drugs nor alcohol. It sort of bothers Ron that this means he has to take him seriously.

"Both are true, I am here..to well..I got a lot of missions here and there and one of them is you." He tilts his head licking his lower lip. He wanted to just say hey the later on you helps some trees in the late future and you help the human race, but he couldn’t. And he also couldn’t tell the man that he was from the later future too where this Ron Swanson is a hero. 

Though now he can tell that Kirk isn't going to leave him alone. Maybe this is another given--that smiley, blue-eyed blonds will forever try to weasel their ways into his life. He just can't tell what Kirk's angle is, or why Ron is a mission.

"Well, that still depends, because a free market is still a capitalist system, and capitalism is destined to fail when people begin to unrest. It depends on the people who hold it up, and once they get tired of it, it all fucks up."

No ire in her voice, but she had her own beliefs. “Wage slavery is wage slavery.”

"Capitalism is hardly flaw-free. I'll admit to that." Ron purses his lips before nodding. "It has no soul. Whether the environment is destroyed, the workers are shown no mercy, or its future is at risk--none of that matters so long as money is made.

"No, no I’m not under any influence. Honestly." Maybe he was giving to much information here, he shouldn’t be, Spock’ll kill him later, but he needed to get this man in the right direction he supposed.

Mister Swanson doesn’t look too happy about this, so Jim just hums rocking on his heels. He dealt with Bones on a daily basis, he was practically fluent in grumpy old men talk. Piece of cake.

"You are a messenger, and yet you've also claimed that you've come here to be sure I'm 'safe'." Ron actually makes the air quotes for that. Regardless of this man's apparent knowledge of things that Ron himself is unaware of (which is unsettling, considering said things are about him, god damn it), he's now made it a bit of a goal to squeeze whatever information Jim Kirk happens to have on him.

Maybe he'll even resort to actual physical harm.

He knew it. “Awesome, nice to meet you Mr. Swanson. Name’s Jim. Jim Kirk.” He grinned a wide smile plastered on his face. This made his job less easier. That was for sure.

"I've--what? Are you intoxicated. Have you taken a hit of drugs. I make it a personal rule not to make other people happy under any circumstance, Kirk."

The younger man's bright smile and sparkly blue eyes give Ron jitters. It reminds him of another annoyance in his life, and then suddenly he realises that everyone who infuriates him happens to have bright grins and big blue eyes. God.

"Indeed. This city, as unbelievable as it is, is required to be managed.

        —- Are you a professional?”