Through the Looking Glass - [open, Marlena?]

[gold_ambition]

The hum of the transporter beam dissipated, and it took Kirk a moment to realize he was not, as expected, on the platform in his own transporter room. A room that should have been identical to the one he had left

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[lt_moreau]

She nodded and gestured to the replicator. "You can replicate a uniform with up to Lieutenant's stripes. I'm afraid you can't be a Captain here, but you should be able to pass that off as another of the differences between universes. And my terminal should let you get what you need."

Stretching, she slipped off the bed. "Let me know if there's anything else I can do," she told him, and headed into the bathroom for a quick sonic shower.

[gold_ambition]

Kirk nodded. It would put people at ease, too. Nothing so lofty as another captain, trying to take anyone's place. A lieutenant, struggling, helpless. He watched her admirable backside as she sidled into the bathroom, and got to work.