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[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. 

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[unforgivably]

I'm sure they can.

[ When he realizes Kirk is really going to order a grilled cheese, he goes over to the screen and taps a few times, ordering for Kirk, silently judging his seven year old life. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He can feel the other judging him. It's practically palpable. He almost wanted to classify it as Damon's super power. ]}

What? Grilled cheese and scotch, it's a perfect combo. Besides, I'm still on a budget after all that furniture...

[unforgivably]

Some of us hit it big at the auction. [ And Stefan had done just as well on his date with Caroline. Kirk wasn't lucky (or unlucky) enough to have a sibling here. Or, at all. He does wonder, though, as he returns to the spot in front of Kirk. ] Any brothers or sisters?

[universal_charm]

_{[ That catches him off guard, and he looks into the scotch for a long moment. When was the last time he had thought him? Talked about him? It seemed like forever since he had watched his back walking down the path from Frank's, forever since he had bothered speaking his name, or wondering where he was. ]}

Yeah. Older brother - Sam. Well, George Samuel, but I called him Sam.

[unforgivably]

As everyone should. [ George Samuel is best left to his birth certificate. ] Stefan mastered a few games in the casino. [ And Kirk still won't be paying for the drinks, anyway. ] Why my little foray into Bifrons Architectural Obsessive Digest didn't make that big a dent.

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_{[ He snorted, swiping his thumb across his nose. ]}

There's a reason I never say what the T in my name stands for.

_{[ Charles knew, but then Charles had an equally horrible middle name, so it was sort of a quid-pro-quo thing. ]}

Casinos - the one place I've never had much luck in. Might be my turn to take a loan of you, huh?

[unforgivably]

Now, you have to. Those are the rules.

[ Seriously. ]

Maybe, I'd give you one. [ He shrugs. ] Did our spending spree put a wrench in your studio plans?

[universal_charm]

Only if you swear no one else ever hears of it. If you use it in the presence of anyone else, I swear I will take the nearest sharp object and stick it in a very unpleasant place.

_{[ That's how serious this is, Damon. ]}

Hmm, not really. I was moving slow on that anyways. I have the space to work, I can upgrade in pieces.

[unforgivably]

You and I might have different ideas of unpleasant.

[ But, whatever. ]

When you're not being shunned for the kidnapping victim you are.

[universal_charm]

I will find your unpleasant place and exploit it - with a sharp object.

_{[ Just so you were clear on the stakes here Damon. He ran a hand through his hair, one of his nervous gestures, steeling himself. ]}

Hmm, I'll just have to be more careful on who I choose to do the work. And you're a kindapee too, remember?

[unforgivably]

Be still my unbeating heart. [ ... ] Because I'm dead inside.

[ All these jokes! ]

Hard to forget.

[universal_charm]

Hmm, no, you'd know if you were.

_{[ Why did he know? Well, Damon would have to ask. He sighed once more, knowing he might come to regret this... ]}

Tiberius. My middle name is Tiberius.

[unforgivably]

[ His lips come together, lower lips raising. ] Very wealthy family pet. And not as bad as I'd hoped.

[universal_charm]

It was my grandfather's apparently. Or so my mom told me the one time I asked. It was supposed to be my first, but thankfully my father's parting gift was to convince her not to do that to me. They'd already burdened one child.

[unforgivably]

As far as parting gifts go, that one's a keeper.

[universal_charm]

Yeah, it could have been worse, all things considered.

[unforgivably]

James Tiberius Kirk.

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Yup, that's it. Captain James Tiberius Kirk.

[unforgivably]

O Captain, my Captain.

[universal_charm]

Your captain could use another drink.

_{[ He tapped his empty glass with a finger. Talk of Sam might have made him drink a little more than he had meant to. ]}

[unforgivably]

[ He fills both glasses again, whiskey and scotch. ] Do with that what you will.

[universal_charm]

Well, you did promise me a place to crash, so I think I'll drink them.

_{[ He tossed back the shot, shaking his head a little as it went down, then tugged the scotch to him and sipped slower. ]}

So, now you know the terrible secret of my middle name.

[unforgivably]

[ He's about to check on the grilled cheese, but an attractive waitress brings it by from the kitchen, giving Damon a wink. ]

And neither of us died. [ Seriously. Not that big a secret. ]

[universal_charm]

Well, technically, I have - twice. But I get your point.

<sub>[ Whoops. He had said that aloud hadn't he? Looks like the shots and the scotch were finally kicking in. About time too.

He smiled at the waitress and said thank you before taking up his sandwich, biting into it and very pleased with the final product. Cheesy, tomato, even some basil. Classy. ]</sub>

[unforgivably]

Something we have in common.

[ Because, why not. ]

Hitting the spot?