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[winscenario]

who: James T. Kirk & YOU!
what: general out and about for the month.
when: August (please specify when during the month you're tagging him!)
where: all over
warnings: none for the moment; will edit if need be


I ▹ PERIMETER GUARD ▹ SHUTTLE WORK

[ After the mission, getting the shuttle up and running, not to mention cleaning her up all nice and proper so she's ready for use again, is Jim's priority, and it's a project he throws himself into with vested interest and dedication. While the shuttle still works, there's a lot that needs repairing or even outright replacing, not to mention the overall old and worn aspect of both the interior and the exterior.

Despite this, Jim looks excited rather than bothered or tired, as he fumbles around the makeshift shuttle bay set up at the perimeter guard. Sounds of clinking and clattering around come from the area, and he can be found throughout the month working on several different aspects of the shuttle, from control panels to the shuttle exterior— repainting the outside completely, installing a more complete and advanced navigation system and flight controls, or he may just be found disappearing halfway into one of the panels beneath the dashboard, fumbling around with wiring and circuitry. If he hears someone approaching, he'll stick an arm out, gesturing vaguely towards a pen-shaped handheld device. ]

Hand me that laser cutter over there?

II ▹ CITY STREETS & OUTSKIRTS ▹ BIKE RIDE

[ In the midst of what starts to feel like a very good month, Jim gets a really nice surprise one of the days he gets to the perimeter guard: there, waiting for him, is an all too familiar bike— not just any bike either, but a peculiar engraving on the side of the leather seat lets him know that this exact bike used to belong to his father.

It's only natural that he takes especially good care of it, tuning it up and cleaning it until it's spotless and shiny, then promptly takes it out for a few spins during the next few weeks. From the city center to the outskirts where he won't find nearly as much traffic, he can be found just about anywhere, both riding the bike or taking a break somewhere, leaning comfortably against the seat as he sips on some juice or enjoys a tasty ice cream. Feel free to approach or even ask him to take you for a ride, if you happen to know him (or even if you don't, really). ]

III ▹ COMMUNAL APARTMENTS ▹ MOVING

[ Another change in Jim's life happens to be something he and Bones had been talking about, and finally now they've managed to find a place they both like and can afford (not that money's a problem for them, with both earning well and saving up the majority of what they earn). During the first two weeks of the month especially, Jim will be spending some time boxing up things and getting them ready for the move. They don't have a whole lot in their apartment here, and some of the lighter boxes he chooses to carry to their new home on his own. He'll smile at anyone he crosses paths with, daring to offer playfully to people he happens to know. ]

I'll accept a helping hand, if you've got the time.

IV ▹ ANYWHERE ▹ WILDCARD

[ Jim is nothing if not both active and sociable, so throughout the month it's not difficult to find him in several spots, be them bars and coffeeshops, parks, grocery stores, and even the hospital when he's coming over to meet up with Bones.

He also feels the shift of the city when the strange outbreak sweeps the Quarantine and causes some random cases of memory loss. It is, sadly, something he's not unfamiliar with, but more than his insight on their mission beyond the walls and sharing some details he happens to remember, he finds himself overall useless in finding a resolution or a cure. He will, however, try to help anyone who happens to be affected by the outbreak. ]

Comments

i.

[realists]

[ while it's the latter days of the month, it's still jyn's first week with the perimeter guard and her first week on the moon itself so she's spent most of her time orienting herself, which is how she wound up in the pseudo-hangar in the first place. ships are familiar, at the very least, and when a voice asks for a laser cutter she scoops it up automatically.

even if she doesn't pass it over right away, turning it over in her hand, as she observes the outstretched hand from within the freshly painted ship. ]

Haven't you got an astromech for that?

[winscenario]

[ He can hear the moving about of someone else nearby, and his hand remains outstretched for a while longer, waiting for that laser cutter. It doesn't come, though, and when the woman speaks up, he shifts slightly, finally wiggling out of the open panel until he's sitting on the floor, looking up at her. ]

What's an astromech?

[realists]

A repair droid, they're mechanics on ships. [ she twists the cutter between her fingers, still not passing it over, remembering with startling fondness the housekeeping droid they'd had when she was very, very small. ]

They don't have those where you're from?

[winscenario]

Not really. We have some assistance robots, but generally speaking, people do the job. They're our mechanics and engineers.

[ There's plenty of work in the area of robotics, granted, but there are a lot of subtleties to keeping a ship running that people have come to find isn't handled as well by a machine. Androids and artificial intelligence are a whole other field entirely, but one way or the other, Jim has a feeling she's talking about something very different from anything that exists back in his world.

He gestures towards the laser cutter, tipping his head. ] If you know your way around a shuttle, I won't mind you poking around yourself.

[realists]

[ jyn doesn't think to defend the repair droids because... she doesn't care enough, even if she does think it's absurd to put people in danger by sticking them outside of flying ships to repairs damaged hulls and the like.

(she also does realize quickly that they probably don't do that at all and stick to inside repairs whilst in flight.) ]

I don't. I've been in 'em before, but I'm not a pilot or a mechanic. [ smart as hell means she can teach herself but it also mean she doesn't know enough to be of any use at the current moment. ] I wouldn't know a transceiver from a hyperdrive unit.

[ flying once does not a pilot make. ]

[winscenario]

[ Indeed they don't do that, and they have machinery to tend to at least that in an emergency. Of course ideally they dock somewhere, like a starbase, so they can work on proper repairs, but it's not like they're in the habit of tossing people out into the void of space to replace the plates on starships. ]

Well, not so hard to learn the difference between those two.

[ He may be kidding a little. He knows what she means, and that she's just giving an example. Kind of hard not to know a massive warp drive from a smaller (and far less impressive) communications device. ]

Can I, then? [ He reaches for the laser cutter still in her hand. ]

[realists]

[ she almost begrudgingly hands it over, reluctant to lose something familiar. ]

Yeah, alright, admittedly a bad example. [ she does actually know what both of them are and look like, they were also the only two things that popped into her head so it might be all she knows about the set up of a ship's engine and comms link.

but since he's fixing the ship and isn't a droid: ]

Are you a mechanic or engineer? [ his words, he said that is who did repairs so. ]

[winscenario]

[ Well, still an example, and it serves its purpose. ]

If you ever wanna learn a few things, I don't mind sharing the knowledge.

[ He wouldn't be the prime choice when it comes to engineering or mechanics —Scotty and Jaylah come to mind, even Chekov would be a better pick— but at least Jim knows his limitations, and he wouldn't try to teach her something he's not sure of. And at least as a pilot he's pretty talented, so. ]

I'm a Captain, actually. [ He dives back into the panel, so he can keep working on the wiring. ] So, a little bit of both, I guess. Gotta know your ship.

[realists]

Are you? I should introduce you to my Captain Andor. [ they can be captain friends, that's a good basis for friendship, isn't it? it's not like his and jyn's is a better basis so. whatever.

she feels a pang in her chest that she can't introduce him to bodhi, but she shoves that grief very far down in the chasm that holds her father and saw and the rest of rogue one and continues ignoring it. it's fine. ]

Is this yours then, the ship?

[winscenario]

I'd like that, actually. [ Any semblance of familiarity is welcome, though Jim really likes meeting new people, no matter who they are or were. ] Is he a starship Captain, too?

[ He figures that's the case, considering the theme of their conversation so far. Clearly she's no stranger to space travel, so. ]

Well... not exactly. I led a team beyond the wall, and we found this shuttle abandoned near the waterfalls. We brought it back, and I'm getting it back to working order. It's not mine in the sense of the word, but I'm in charge of it.

[realists]

Just the rank, I think. [ she isn't entirely sure though. he and k2 had their little ship that they'd crashed on eadu, but it wasn't one of the huge ships that, say, admiral raddus had. cassian definitely didn't have his own fleet. ] Though he is a pilot.

[ and is captain the rank different from captain of the ship? why do people insist on ranks anyway SHE IS STILL CROSS ABOUT HERS. ]

I'd say she's yours.

[ no one else is putting her back together. ]

[winscenario]

I'll see if I cross paths with him sometime, then. [ Not that it matters much either way. There's a level of familiarity, at least, between him and anyone who comes from a world where space travel is such a commonplace thing.

Ranks are definitely important, though. Well, to a degree— and to people like him, anyway. They're not everything, though. He thinks back to Admiral Marcus and he knows, ranks can mean nothing at all. ]

Yeah... guess it's not too wrong to say that, either.

[ The notion of possessing and owning things is vastly different when and where he comes from, too. But he does like the thought of claiming the shuttle as his own. ]

So your Captain's called Andor. What about you? What do I call you?

[realists]

Jyn. [ no last name, she is like space kesha. she's not withholding her name for any reason, she just didn't think to tack a last name on to the end even though her last name has been a point of contention for her entire life. go figure. just like she doesn't think to shake hands or anything. she gave him the cutter, that was her handshake. ]

Have you been here long then?

[winscenario]

[ An eyebrow quirks up. ] That so? Well, I'm Jim. Nice to meet you. [ Funny coincidence, that. He's amused more so than anything, though. ]

About... oh, almost five months. Been a while. [ He nods at her. ] What about you? New arrival?

[realists]

[ ha, their names rhyme. what a funny thing. belatedly, her head jerks in a short nod. ] Yeah, just this last week.

[winscenario]

[ It is a pretty funny coincidence. Not that Jim often believes in those, but he's inclined to this time around. ]

Fresh off the boat, then. Welcome to the Quarantine, for what it's worth. [ Some people like it more than others, he's aware of that. ] How are you settling in so far?

[realists]

I'm... settling. [ that's an answer, right? that's about as much an answer as jyn can manage right now considering she doesn't actually know how she is settling in. she's just winging it for now, being indecisive with her own moods.

going from impending death to no death was kind of jarring. ]

It's a lot to take in.

[winscenario]

More for some than others, it really depends on where you come from. But... yes, it is a lot.

[ Jim has felt that himself, and there's plenty here that's not so different from what he's used to. He imagines there are a lot of people who have a much harder time than he did adapting and settling in. ]

You get used to it eventually. For what it's worth.

[realists]

You can get used to anything eventually. People get used to prison and torture all the time. [ she’s not bitter so much as pragmatic and annoyingly realistic. people do get used to horrible conditions when the only other option is to die. tamsye prime got used to a planetwide debt system of slavery because if they didn’t, the empire would just murder their children to make an example.

at least jyn’s tone doesn’t get that bleak, simply noting the idea as naive with a lift of her eyebrows. ] That shouldn’t really be a selling feature, should it?

[winscenario]

Well— true, but I wouldn't compare this to torture. [ Bit harsh of a comparison. Not that he's entirely sure she's comparing, but it seems like an odd way to put things. Then again he knows a lot of people are much less comfortable than he is with being here. ]

I like it here. A lot, surprisingly. I know that's not the same with everyone. [ He glances up at her, before turning his attention back to the shuttle. ] I'm sorry if that's the case with you.

[realists]

It’s not torture, [ jyn agrees, the faintest trace of mirth brightening her eyes. maybe she needs to tone down the pessimism a little. it’s just been slightly more difficult to latch on to hope, all things considered.

SHE’S GONNA TRY OK ]

Is everywhere this green?

[winscenario]

[ Jim's smile widens just a hint, almost imperceptibly so. She's quiet and reserved, but not entirely unfriendly. It certainly reminds him of someone, which at the moment comes as a bittersweet realization. As much as he'd likely complain about Spock's excessive use of logic and his long roundabout rants, he misses him terribly too. ]

In the Quarantine? Yes, I think it's fair to say it's a very green place. Even the abandoned city is covered by moss, plants and trees. I'm hoping to explore more of the moon once the shuttle's up and running, but I'd guess it's all about the same everywhere.

[realists]

[ jyn's seen green, of course, lah'mu and yavin 4 were verdant in their own ways and takodana was so lush with green jyn didn't think she'd ever see anything more green -- this place could give it a run for it's money. it's a change from the bright blues and whites of scarif, that's for damn sure. ]

And when will the shuttle be up and running-- What's it called, anyway? Doesn't it need a name?

[winscenario]

Not sure yet. A month or so, if I'm lucky? I'm dedicating most of my time to repairing her, but I don't want to rush it either.

[ Best to take his time and make sure it's a job well done, rather than half-ass it because he's eager and then crash or end up lost or stranded somewhere out there. ]

Oh, she'll have a name. But only once she's finished and christened. I'll have the time to think of something good until then.

[realists]

Why's a ship always a she?

[ one of those questions she's always wondered by never had the excess of free time to actually waste on asking. ]