( open ) there's nothing here to run from

[winscenario]

who: Jim Kirk & YOU!
what: open prompts for flood things and monster fighting + sparring later in the month; specific closed prompts as I plot things out with people
when: month of April
where: all around the Quarantine
warnings: possibly some violence and injuries in any monster fighting and sparring threads; NSFW for sex in his thread with Victor


I ▹ FLOOD & DISASTER RELIEF

[ Jim's never been the kind to stay still, even during quiet and peaceful times. So when something goes wrong and people are in danger, it should come as no surprise that he's right in the thick of it.

After his network broadcast warning people of the dangers of getting too close to the rising waters, as well as asking for help in dealing with the damage and other consequences of the flood, he's made sure to set up a perimeter along the river, trying to get people to keep a somewhat safe distance from the waters. Still, it's impossible to make it completely safe or to isolate every single spot along the river, even with a lot of people helping out, and between that and the monsters crawling out of the water, anyone who finds themselves in a tough spot is likely to run into Jim.

Or rather, have him run towards them, possibly yelling out if he spots an oncoming danger, whether that is the rising water level or some wild creature getting a little too close, holding a phaser or a dagger in hand. ] Watch out!

II ▹ RECOVERY & SPARRING

[ Sometimes he likes to think nothing can stop him, if only he's stubborn enough. It usually worked out well back home, and even here when Bones was around, because a dermal regenerator, or some quick advanced surgery in more serious situations, would fix just about anything to perfection.

That's not the case, this time around. During one of the skirmishes with the flood creatures, he was attacked pretty viciously, and now that he's had the injury mostly treated, he's sporting a (yet healing) bite mark covering all around his shoulder and part of his upper arm. It doesn't bleed anymore, and as it heals he doesn't even have to keep it bandaged or wrapped up, but at times when he moves there's just a tinge of discomfort, a dull ache that makes him hiss.

Sometimes he's just sitting at work, pressing against the wound over his clothes, trying to ease the sore muscles. Ignoring it doesn't always work, but boy does he try.

A little later in the month, though, he gets more frustrated, and more intent on working through the mild pain and discomfort. For anyone who's a regular around the Perimeter Guard, Jim can be easily found around the training facilities, warming up on some gym equipment, or practicing a few simple moves on his own on a training mat.

What's left of his wound, as well as some bruising on the skin around it, is visible when he's only wearing a tank top, though he doesn't seem to pay it much mind, or tries not to anyway. If he spots anyone lingering around the area he'll look up and promptly ask— ] Wanna join in?

III ▹ WILCARD

[ Want to run into Jim elsewhere? Go right ahead! Also, if you'd like a prompt more specific to your character, feel free to ping me @ extreminator and I'll write one up for you! ♥ ]

Comments

[winscenario]

Well, I'm still your superior officer. And technically your elder by, like... a hundred years. That totally counts for something.

[ He's so full of bullshit. ]

We should probably start moving away from the river. In case our new friend starts missing us and comes back.

[dancingmd]

[She hums in agreement.]

And the defensive shield will only hold so long.

[winscenario]

I'll escort your team back to the hospital.

[ He follows as she leads the way, keeping an eye out towards the river all the while. Just in case. ]

We should catch up, you and I. You know, when things calm down again. Feels like I haven't talked to you in forever. [ Even though she probably has caught a glimpse of him a few times around the hospital as of late. ]

[dancingmd]

I know.

[She turns and smiles softly.]

I'm sorry about that. It's just... all the festivals and parties... it's starting to get to me a little bit.

[winscenario]

Don't apologize. We've all had stuff going on in our lives, it's normal to just... drift away sometimes. I know you're still around when I need you.

[ He smiles at her. ]

How are they getting to you? Did something happen?

[dancingmd]

Just... homesickness, mainly. I know they mean well but... these constant reminders that they want us to stay, to make this all seem so... appealing. It's difficult, sometimes.

[winscenario]

Well, at least they're not actively trying to keep us here. But I guess it's normal— wanting people to stay. The city can't keep running if there are no people here.

[ He understands what she means, though. It can make some people feel torn. Jim himself included. ]

[dancingmd]

I know. And... I do understand better than perhaps many do about what they're going through.

[She moves a tree branch out of their way then stops to look behind them. Her tricorder shows no signs of the beast, but still she is nervous. Only once they start walking again does she continue her thought.]

I lost my home to a plague as well.

[winscenario]

[ Jim gets that nervousness. He hasn't eased his grip on his dagger either, just in case their friend decides to come back and chase after them. ]

You did? [ His attention shifts momentarily to Beverly at that remark, brow arching just so. ] I didn't know that. What happened?

[dancingmd]

I don't know how it started... I don't think anyone does. But when I was a child, I lived on a small colony in the Arvada system. A plague swept through, we ran out of medical supplies before Starfleet or any other ships reached us. We did what we could but...

[winscenario]

[ Jim lowers his gaze, nodding softly. ]

I'm sorry, Beverly. I had no idea. [ Honestly, he hadn't even realized she didn't live on Earth during her whole childhood. ]

[dancingmd]

[She reaches out to place a hand on his shoulder.]

There's no reason you would. It's not something I talk about much.

[winscenario]

I can see why. [ It's not exactly a nice conversation topic, or easy to mention out of the blue. ] But still— I'm sorry.

[ He nods ahead. ] We should find your group, and get them back to the hospital.

[dancingmd]

[She hums in agreement, then adds:]

And don't think you're getting out of a check-up either!

[winscenario]

[ He huffs a chuckle at that, shaking his head. ]

Alright, alright!! You know me, I know better than to argue with a doctor. [ He smiles and winks at her. ]

[dancingmd]

That's what makes you such a good captain!