a collection of audio locks

[talentd_tongue]

[locked to Admiral Jim Kirk]
I have news. Good news.

[locked to Spock]
I've found a job. Speaking dozens of languages might not be a boon here, but apparently speaking them eloquently still is.

[locked to Enterprise crew from any universe, cause at least there's familiarity there]
I feel like celebrating. Anyone interested in dinner and drinks?

Comments

[locked forever]

[goldn_boy]

I'm glad to hear it. I'll be even more glad when I hear what it is.

[locked forever] <-- same

[talentd_tongue]

Then you had better start guessing.

[Yep, that was totally spur of the moment, but being excited about things makes her do that, and right now you're the closest thing to a 'girlfriend' that she has. Sorry, Jim. Huge smile totally in her voice, you don't need to see her face to know it's there.]

[goldn_boy]

[Jim does not mind being a girlfriend at all. Not at this point, anyway.]

Um... You learned the doors don't always open automatically here?

[talentd_tongue]

[She laughs.]

Sadly, no. In the middle of the night I still run into the bathroom door about half the time. Try again.

[goldn_boy]

O-kay. Let's see. You... found a new restaurant that sells fried chicken, apple pie, ice cream, and Saurian brandy?

[talentd_tongue]

[Hopefully not at any point - Uhura needs girlfriends.]

Yes, yes, yes, and no. I don't know about the apple pie, but the cherry pie is amazing. Also, not my news.

[goldn_boy]

Wait. What? Cherry pie, and you're holding out?

Um, I'm running out of good news. You saved a kitten from a tree?

[talentd_tongue]

[Uhura laughs. She can almost see his face as he's saying the words, and it's funny.]

I didn't know you liked cherry pie. Maybe I'll buy you a slice when you guess.

I'm not a big fan of cats. [Or any animals, really. She likes them all right from a distance, but she doesn't see herself as an animal person.] I doubt it would have come down for me. You know, you could ask some broader questions to narrow the field.

[Actually, just her offer to treat might be a clue if Jim is perceptive enough. Before Percy cut her a check, she was broke.]

[goldn_boy]

[Of course, Jim is playing. It's funner that way, to string her along as he's stringing her. What could be good news, here, aside from going home? Which she clearly hasn't.]

Pie is a strong motivator, though Starfleet hasn't quite figure that out yet. You're onto my little secret.

All right. Getting serious, here. Good news. Good news. Some sort of... oh. Shoe sale! That's it.

[talentd_tongue]

No, but... I do need to buy new shoes in preparation for... making this news part of my daily life.

[Yes, she will start throwing you bones. This is fun, and she's sure Jim can go on playing with her for quite some time, but it could potentially go on forever if they don't start narrowing the field.]

[goldn_boy]

[His eyes widen, unseen, but it will show in his voice.]

You're a model!

[talentd_tongue]

[She laughs, deep and rich and unapologetically. This is no dainty twitter, no sir.]

In a place like this? I'd be afraid of anything they'd ask me to wear.

But thank you.

[Charmer.]

And... you're almost on the right track. It's something I can't wear boots for.

[goldn_boy]

Ballet dancer?

Okay, okay--you got a job.

[talentd_tongue]

Haven't been for a long time.

[Not since she was a little girl standing in front of the wall of mirrors with her mother.]

But I did get a job.

[He's guessed! And that made the telling all the more fun. Maybe there's even the sound of a muffled giggle before she continues. Purpose - it's a wonderful thing.]

Government work, just like you suggested. You are talking to the new Press Secretary for the Magistrate.

[goldn_boy]

Oh, I couldn't have chosen better myself. Congratulations, Uhura.

[talentd_tongue]

Not too shabby for a secretary. [Yes, she's kidding. There's no real regret in her voice. Well, all right, maybe a tiny bit, but she's allowed. She's mostly happy. She feels good about this.]

Thank you, Kirk. I wouldn't have even gone up there if not for you.