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

[unforgivably]

I do. People've mentioned it? [ He knew your middle name. Let's be honest. He also knows just how many female aliens he's bedded. Not because Damon watched, but because pop culture was like that. It's well known where he's from. ]

Pacing. Arguing with whomever picked up your latest tirade. Better for all you stuck with the grilled cheese.

[universal_charm]

Hmm, in Luceti they did. It was weird, at first, but most of what they talked about wasn't me. It was the other me, in another time-line, the one Old Spock came from, or split off, whatever you want to call it. I'm to drunk to explain time malfunctions.

_{[ He waved his hand and tossed back the last of his drink. ]}

The company wasn't half bad either.

[unforgivably]

You're talking to a guy who traveled to a prison dimension set on one day in the year 1994. Who's, admittedly, not as drunk as you. But, we've also traveled here. Which resembles some semblance of what the future might look like one day.

[ So, suck it up. ]

Wasn't? I thought I had a couch with your name on it? Leaving me already? It won't take long to clean up and close down. Unless you have somewhere better to be.

[universal_charm]

I sincerely hope not.

_{[ He hates time-travel, okay? ]}

Oh, you were serious about that? Well, thanks. Yeah. A cab out to the second district would cost a fortune anyways.

[unforgivably]

At this hour? [ Duh. ] Can you entertain yourself for the next half hour or should I put on this universe's version of late night TV?

[universal_charm]

Maybe if you sing a little song while you work.

[unforgivably]

[ How do you make him roll his eyes this much? Why is he helping? Who even are you? Excuse him while he moves back over to the screen to log his tabs, bro. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ It just gets a grin out of him, Kirk leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes. He tried to meditate a little, a practice he was relying on more and more. It was harder when drunk, but he was managing it, a little. It just made him feel floaty. Floaty? Yeah, floaty. ]}

[unforgivably]

[ The tabs take him about twenty minutes before he's wiping down the counter and rolling the plastic out, covering the rows of bottles. He may have been chastised the one night he hadn't. So, it's a routine he gets down but doesn't like doing. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ Kirk is quiet through it all, sometimes shifting in his chair, but otherwise not causing trouble. Surprise. He was content to let himself drift some, mind bubbling to much for him to go anyplace he didn't want to venture to. ]}

Almost done?

[unforgivably]

Getting antsy? [ He is almost done, actually, as he shuts the system off and logs out. ] Still a walking basketcase? [ The nicest, Damon. ]

[universal_charm]

I'm a walking something.

_{[ He opened his eyes and slid off the chair, blinking, but keeping himself upright and not stumbling. Points for him. ]}

[unforgivably]

[ He eyes that, before moving around the bar, and joining him, bringing the lights down low above the bar itself. ]

Better than being a walking nothing. Come on. [ Should he need to, his arm slides around Kirk's back/wait to hold him up. Should he NEED IT. ]

[universal_charm]

_{[ He manages all right, though he drifts a bit. But he's not a light weight, and he knew how to hold himself together. You had to, to survive San Fran or even Riverside depending on the people. ]}

How far is your place?

[unforgivably]

A few blocks.

[ He waves to one of the waitresses and leads Kirk through the bright, lit casino to the lobby. ]

[universal_charm]

That's a nice commute.

_{[ He yawned, bumping his shoulder against Damon's. ]}

I didn't really get to try out the couches at the party, even though I helped you buy them.

[unforgivably]

It does the trick. [ He steadies him again, keeping him upright. ] You were too busy mixing and mingling. [ As were they all. ]

[universal_charm]

Nothing wrong with trying to make some new friends.

_{[ He shrugs, not at all apologetic. ]}

[unforgivably]

Wasn't knocking it. [ Cold, cool night air. ] Come on, Tiberius.

[universal_charm]

Hey - hey!

_{{ He turned his pout on Damon. It didn't always come out, but the use of his middle name was a very good reason for it to come out, and so it did. ]}

What did I tell you about my middle name?

[unforgivably]

That you were proud. That it was befitting of a captain. That it because with a T.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He shoved at him with his hand, though not all that hard. A bro-shove. ]}

Shut up, I did not. I know exactly what I said about it. I've been in your apartment before, I can find a sharp object.

[unforgivably]

And it might actually kill me. They effectively neuter vampires here. [ He hates it. But, he's laughing. ] I'd still back me in a fight.

[universal_charm]

_{[ There's a thoughtful pause at that, Kirk blinking at Damon as thoughts bumped around inside his head. ]}

Do you still need to drink blood?

[unforgivably]

I do. I see we've reached the Q and A part of this friendship. [ Don't point, don't scare it. It's no big, he just said you were friends, that's all. Don't ruin it, Kirk. ]