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ElvenCarnage’s Profile Photoᴇʟʟᴇ (Chandrelle) Gᴏᴜʀᴀᴇʟ
The fake one was the quickest to answer “Three times, failed all three, the kobayashi maru is unbeatable. The only reason to win is to cheat. That's what I did the third time but, I got caught.” the real Jim smirked. The fake one said a word he would never use, because “I don't believe in no-win scenarios.” he said, looking straight at Spock's eyes. Spock new this was the real Jim, and so did McCoy, who nodded at her
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Jim raised a brow, looking surprised, pretending to be offended “Oh, so a cave man hm, that's what I look like with a beard?” he asked, using the strength he was slowly regaining to tickle her side “You're right.. I guess I'll keep the beard for a while but, the hair are too long, don't you think? Yet, I think I'll change my haircut, make my hair longer than before...” he smiled, now moving to kiss her with a yawn “I'm sleepy... Good God, I've been sleeping for three weeks, what's wrong with me...” another chuckle was let out, the captain turning his blue eyes to look straight at the female “Will you stay with me?”
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brokenwingslearntofly’s Profile PhotoVennelope Russel
Jim let out a loud chuckle himself “Well, I do have wine but, I'm a whiskey type of guy.” he chuckled, as he moved to the kitchen to bring some alcohol “What? You thought I was kidding?” he asked, chuckling, as he returned with two glasses, one filled with red wine, the other with whiskey on ice for himself. “So, tell me Nelly” it was her request to be called like that and he would do whatever she requested “I have three questions : One, Enterprise related, what will be your profession aboard. To make it simpler” a pause, pointing at the golden shirt that was waiting for him, hanging outside the small closet “Command Gold, Science Blue, or a Red Shirt?” first question asked, he changed his position to a more comfortable one before moving to the second question “Question number two, are you from here, I mean the US? If not where from and if so, which state?” a sip of his cold whiskey moved down his throat, joined by a small bite of the cake, “Okay, that's all I need to know. Feel free to ask me afterwards.”

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"Me neither," the blonde sighed, staring at the ceiling as he thought. If only they could just.. exist, both, without causing any harm. Then everything would have been fine. "And then ?"

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“Then we can know more...” Jim muttered. He wanted to find a solution. If he could get him out then, they could just live in peace, in the same body, like Kevin and Ketilløgh. Not even they were perfect in the beginning.

"No, he wasn't there. I mean, when we moved into the house my mother insisted that it was spooky. She wanted to move out. And I felt that too," he remembered, getting stuck with the memories of his mother. That made no sense.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
Jim moved his head negatively “I really.. I cannot understand..” he muttered, holding his head “Maybe we should try again..”

Drew kept eye contact. "Who ?" He asked, putting his hair back. "I was at home. When this happened, I still lived in Ohio," he explained in a very low voice, wiping over his face. "Maybe he di.ed there ? It must have been centuries ago," he thought out loud. "But that still makes no sense..."

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“What happened when he found you Drew?” Jim insisted. He had to know to bring the things together

Drew stared at the carpet, wagging his head. "Jim I know how crazy that sounds. I don't believe in this stuff, but it was not my memory," he sighed, trying to remember more about it. "What if he kiIIed someone ? That would explain this bar.baric lust for meat..."

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“A mur.derer? Or even worse, a cannibaI..” Jim muttered, shaking his head “It could explain things but why you Drew? When Ketilløgh escaped he chose Kevin cause Magnussen he had his powers.” Jim muttered. The federation and the FiA have been allies for years. It was normal he knows.

"Thanks god," he exhaled, returning his eyes to Jim. "I... think they burned him. I could feel the pain," Drew nodded, rubbing his back. He could only assume what happened. "I believed he was truly evil. I don't understand where this memory comes from.."

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
Jim raised his eyebrow. This was new. “So, you think they kiIIed him and he became a demon?” he questioned “Yet why a demon? He must have done something bad to end up in heII.”

Drew wrapped one arm around Jim, then headed back to the sofa to sit him down. It was a surprise nothing else than the pole got destroyed. "Is your friend okay ?" He asked, placing one hand on his own head. "I saw fire and I heard people laughing. Almost like, a st.ake," he realized lowly.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“I'm fine, thanks for asking” Bones nodded as he headed to the room to secure the river
Jim looked surprised “Do you believe it was an execu.tion?”

"Yeah," Drew nodded, taking a few deep breaths before he slowly got back up and headed over to Jim. He held one hand out for his hand to help him up. "Aamon accidentally let me in. I have never been in his mind. I caught a memory," he mumbled.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
Jim almost gasped as he got up, placing the river back in the box, ordering Bones to secure it again “What memory?” he asked, anxiety taking over

"Attack me again with that and I will tear the whole house apart," Aamon warned Jim in a growl, before he withdrew. Drew's eyes turned back to normal, but they were widened. He had seen a flashback, from Aamon himself. "Jim are you okay ?" He breathed, sitting at the edge of the bathing tube.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
Jim nodded “I'm alright.. Are you?” he asked, but McCoy moved him away “You gotta lay down..” he ordered, giving him the box so he can secure the river again

Aamon focused on McCoy and Jim, but didn't move a finger to help the man. He couldn't care less about his well-being. "Then get that ring out of the house," the demon panted, for the first time not threatening or insuIting anyone. But he was nervous.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“The red river is a part of me. It's not going anywhere..” Jim muttered, McCoy slowly pulling him back “Let him go Jim...” he muttered, but Kirk would insist “Bring Drew back or I'll force you.”

Aamon took a step back and looked around, screwing his nose up. "What is the thing inside your head ? The energy that attacks my sensitive nose ?" Aamon asked Jim in a deep voice, not as aggressive as before. He ate, so he was satisfied for now.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“If you are not talking about the river, then, I don't know...” Jim muttered, breathing heavily. Bones had rushed outside, to see what was happening and before Jim could fall down, he was there to assist him “Bring Drew back...”

"And he shall be the one," Aamon imitated the voice mockingly and fought himself back onto his feet, now also forcing Jim back and out of the door. The more energy he put into it, the bigger grew the spiked on his back. "You cannot separate us. No matter what you do," he growled, raising his hand to

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
The river raged, stopping the pole instantly “Enough!” it raged, trying to attack further, but he was injuring Jim. It stopped, instantly. “I'm sorry” the voice echoed through Jim's head. The captain pushed himself up “Are you okay?”

Aamon was sent meter back and looked around, his veins turning black. He didn't want to take over, but he'd lose his host if he didn't get the boy out of there. "Why don't you take over that one ?" Aamon asked, panting from the energy that forced him down on one knee.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“Jim was the very first person. And he shall be the one. He's not replaceable” the river did sound harsh, as it kept on attacking him. He would get rid of him. If not for all, at least for now. And he would protect Jim.

Drew's cry was interrupted as all air got knocked off his lungs when he hit the wall. "Jim don't, please," he begged, yelling out loudly. His voice changed into a deeper, more animaIistic tone. "Get your hands off that body," Aamon yelled, starting his attack on Jim's head, squeezing his brain.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
Jim let out a gasp as he was attacked, the river responding to it almost instantly, pushing the demon away of the captain “And you keep yourself off him!” the river hissed. The voice sounded like a ghost, a spirit, yet not as deep and animalistic as Aamon's. The river flooded the room with its strength, McCoy instantly taking shelter.

"F*ck," he breathed, getting desperate as he saw the ring. The amount of energy he suddenly felt was uncomfortable, so much he took a step back. A loud growl followed, then a loud yell. "Get out of the f*cking door Jiim," he half hummed, moving his finger to send McCoy into the next wall.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“Bones!” Jim turned to look at McCoy who groaned as he hit the wall violently. He shouldn't be getting mad when wearing the river. Things could get out of hand. As they did, he raised his hands, sending Drew to the wall as well, the red energy around him intensifying “Calm the Fu.ck down!” he raged, the river slowly attacking the demon

"No," he mumbled, raising his eyes to focus on Jim. "Jim /no/," he repeated louder again, slowly approaching him. "I will leave now, everything will be fine. He just doesn't want this. The river and that stuff," he said hurriedly. "Get outta my way. Please."

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“There is no way I'm allowing you to go home in this shape, Drew! I'm not allowing you to harm any more people!” he raised his voice, Bones returning with the river. Jim exhaled deeply, eyes still widened “He's right not to like it...” and with a quick move, he had put it on, feeling the energy rushing through his veins. “Okay pal, we need to go easy, we don't want to kiII Drew, alright?” he muttered, the river responding in his head “Roger.”
Jim raised his hands, and snapped his fingers once, an energy moving around Drew. It was meant to harm the demon only.
No he mumbled raising his eyes to focus on Jim Jim no he repeated louder again

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Kirk did not know for how long he was down. He could hear a voice, he could feel a warm touch but he did not know what was happening to him.
Once he regained consciousness, he felt warm again. Fire. He was close to the fire. Yet it wasn't the only source of heat. He was laying in a sleeping bag, with an extra blanket covering him.
For a few seconds he didn't remember what was going out. Until he did. Spock. He confessed he loved him, they kissed. Where was Spock now? “Sp-Spock..” his voice broke as it came out, but he repeated the call. He was getting worried, but he couldn't move...
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Jim smiled, moving his tired hand to rub her cheek, before softly placing it on neck. It soon dropped, Jim inhaling deeply, trying to give his body more strength. It would come in time. He knew. It was still too early.
He was feeling different. Using his remaining strength he rubbed his chin and then his hair “Beard and longer hair?” he chuckled, hissing a little bit. Laughing wasn't easy. “Does it look too bad?”
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ElvenCarnage’s Profile Photoᴇʟʟᴇ (Chandrelle) Gᴏᴜʀᴀᴇʟ
“Even if it was smart, I doubted it would be smart enough to answer my next question” he smiled, tapping her shoulder. He was glad she was okay.
Her suggestion was indeed logical, as Spock would say. Heading back to the others now that they new what this species is capable of.
Yet, when they arrived they were greeted by these aliens. And this time, it was Kirk's turn. One of them was holding one of the others. Kirk attacked and after the dust cleaned, two Kirk's were staring at the crew members “You got to be kidding me...” Jim muttered, under his breath, turning to Charlotte “It's me. Let's get this over with fast.” he spoke, but fake Kirk had something to say “No, it's me! Don't listen to that copycat!” he spat out. Jim let out a deep exhale “We really have to play this game again?”
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brokenwingslearntofly’s Profile PhotoVennelope Russel
Jim only let out a bright smile as she hugged him, hugging back softly. He did not care about professionalism when he wasn't in the USS Enterprise. He did not care much about it when in the ship too, especially when they weren't on duty. “Please, when off duty, call me Jim” he requested, giving her the paper “If you give it to them tomorrow morning, they'll let you in the shuttle. Who knows, we might even be in the same shuttle” a soft chuckle escaped his lips as he sat down again “I'm certain you won't let me down, yet it would be my honor if you could stay for a little longer. I want to know more about you” curiosity.
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Drew's eyes moved up to Jim again, still with the light blue iris. But the rest was black, not white. "That's a f*cking bad idea," he swallowed, pushing himself on his feet. He flushed the toilet, then washed his hands. "He won't let that happen," he whispered. Aamon had never taken over like this.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“Bones!” Jim shouted, McCoy rushing next to him “Bring me the river, now!” he shouted, trying to keep his distance “Okay, Drew, I need you to fight..”

Drew slowly sat back against the wall and stared at the toilet for a moment. He felt each fiber of his body burning, a ridiculous amount of energy running through his veins. So much he felt sick. "Can you call the taxi ?" He asked hoarsely, wiping over his mouth.

Sweetcherriesandfairies’s Profile PhotoDrew Larson (Hiatus)
“There's no way I'm letting you go home in that shape” Jim stated, moving inside, “Come on, Bones is still here”

Drew hurried so much he just left the door ajar, basically dropping onto his knees before he threw up into the toilet. But it wasn't normal. As he opened his eyes again he saw that the liquid was deep black. "I don't know," he coughed. "Aamon what are you doing," he breathed.

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Jim seemed curious “Do you need any help buddy?” he questioned, walking a bit closer. He didn't want to violate the man's personal space so he kept his distance yet looked extremely curious about thi
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