Rescue time! [John, Kirk, Spock, McCoy] [San Diego hotel room]

[hart_of_time]

John hadn't actually tested the wriststrap since the Narada repaired it for him. Then again, he didn't really have the equipment to do so. Using an uncalibrated temporal vortex manipulator was risky at best. It was also, however, the best chance they seemed to have at getting back Kirk, Spock, and McCoy

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[kirktastic]

(OOC: Beautifully written!)

...Was the universe against letting him get some sleep or something? Jim groaned low against Bones' skin, or at least he was pretty sure it was Bones, and hid from what he thought was house keeping.

When the knock continued despite the lovely little privacy sign they had put on the door, Jim got downright annoyed. He slipped out of bed, looking over the two sleeping men and smiling just slightly, and stalked to the door completely nude. It'd probably be best if he didn't mention this to Chris later on.

He fumbled with the door knob and the latch for a second, then opened the door and glared at...

Oh. Fucking. Hell.

"JOANNA?"

[hart_of_time]

John blinked. "No," she said, "it's Captain Hart. With the teleporter." She held up her wrist. And then, because it seemed to fit the format, she added, "In the hall."

[kirktastic]

...Oh. Ah. Oh.

Jim stepped back, wondering how fast he could bolt to the bedroom and throw on some pants. "Come in. Wait, Hart? REALLY? No, really?" He wasn't sure what to think. He hadn't exactly believed Hart when he had talked about the device on his wrist.

[hart_of_time]

"Really," she replied, grinning. He knew the look on Kirk's face, and it never failed to amuse him. "I'm here to rescue you." She followed him back into the suite, casually checking him out.