[IC] Week Three

[borncaptain]

[If you're anywhere near Kirk's room, you might hear the loud shattering of glass and some violent cursing]

Fuck.

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[bornsnarky]

[rubs forehead]

Oh, fuck, here we go.

Jim? Jim, open up.

[borncaptain]

[door slides open. there's glass all over the floor]

Bones.

[bornsnarky]

[eyebrows go up]

Still convinced you can manage just fine?

[borncaptain]

So I broke something.

[bornsnarky]

How many things did you break, Jim?

[crouches, starts gingerly picking at the glass to get the biggest pieces out of harm's way]

[borncaptain]

Uhhh...

[bornsnarky]

You look like shit.

[borncaptain]

You're so sweet, Bones. Tell me more.

[bornsnarky]

[...my life]

Jim, is there anywhere in this hellhole that's safe so you can actually sit down? So you can tell me what's happening?

[borncaptain]

Be nice, I live here. [surveys] The bed's fine.

[bornsnarky]

You call this living? Sheesh, Jim, you were cleaner than this back at the Academy.

Sit down, then, wouldja? Before you fall down?

[borncaptain]

[...goes to sit on the bed, looking tired]

I can't tell who I am anymore, Bones.

[bornsnarky]

[sits down next to you gingerly, takes your face in both hands with no regard for your personal space]

It's a wonder you can see straight with your eyes that bloodshot. Tell me about your symptoms?

[borncaptain]

I keep seeing things. Sometimes, I look at the mirror, and it's not me anymore, Bones. I don't know... is this even real?

[bornsnarky]

........phew.

Yeah, this is real. But if I were a mindfuck, I'd say that, too, Jim.

Is this gonna be over any time soon? When can I give you something to knock you the hell out?

[borncaptain]

It's the last week.