SANCTUM IC CONTACT

[universal_charm]

You've reached Kirk Industries, Inc. 

Just leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

If this is personal, well, do the same - except you've called James Kirk. 

Comments

Action

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

"Kid I move forward whether you're there or not. Ain't nowhere to go but forward."

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[universal_charm]

"Good. Just wanted to make sure," he reached out and patted his knee, pausing to give it a squeeze. That was good. Whiskey was a serious man, and their talk at his house had scared him a little, the other so willing to believe his time was up.

Action

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

"Awright then." not much else to say on the matter. You go forward or you go down to die. Not much else to do.

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[universal_charm]

Kirk nodded, picking up his sandwich again and biting into it to get the last few bits, still good even though it had gone to cold.

"Thanks for lunch," he balled up the wrapper. "Thanks... for today." He leaned over slightly so their shoulders touched.

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[oldfashionedfutureboy]

"Anytime, kid." He pats him on the shoulder, standing to toss his wrapper in the trashcan.

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[universal_charm]

Kirk follows his lead, pausing once more to look at the wall with all its names, what they meant for Whiskey, for this planet, for the people of the Dome. He tucked his hands into the pockets of his jacket and bumped Whiskey gently to get him moving.

"Come on. I promised your mother I'd finish fixing up some hardware today for her, and I don't want her mad at me."