James Tiberius Kirk (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
universal_charm) wrote2012-11-15 03:43 pm
universal_charm) wrote2012-11-15 03:43 pm
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World 03 - Returning to Normal Space [ Action / Audio ]
[ Okay, this sucked. This really, really sucked. To be quite honest he wasn't very sure how long he had been locked up and poked and prodded, but it was long enough and he had never been quite so happy for fresh air and trees. He just hated that he was jumping at every little crack and tweet. He hadn't been this twitchy since... well, he couldn't remember. Maybe his first big storm, but what did it matter? He was twitchy, but wouldn't you be after being held captive for so long?
And he was seriously out of shape if this jaunt through the wood was making him pant and sweat. He gulped, aching everywhere, and pretty sure that his already bruised up body would not thank him for this later. In fact, it was not thanking him now. It was violently protesting, and he finally gave him and found a place to ease himself down and sit.
He thought it must have been some sort of cruel mercy that his captors had given him back his journal-thing when he woke up inside the forest of his original birdcage. He glared at it for a minute as he tried to remember how to turn it on, and finally got it going, so a little image of him appeared to whoever was listen. ]
So, contrary to what I assume is popular belief, I'm not dead. But, uh, could use some help making it all the way home, you know? I'm sitting in the woods, hugging a tree, so come and find me. I don't plan on moving any time soon.
[ He doesn't think he looks to bad to others, at least. He has a few bruises around his jaw and nose, but otherwise does not seem overly harmed. Though the bruises are a lovely shade of blue and green at this point. ]
[ooc: Yup, he's back from kidnapping!! With a little side-effect: his flirt skills are going to be seriously cramped for a bit, since anytime he sees a girl, he'll get physically ill. Don't take it personally ladies.]
And he was seriously out of shape if this jaunt through the wood was making him pant and sweat. He gulped, aching everywhere, and pretty sure that his already bruised up body would not thank him for this later. In fact, it was not thanking him now. It was violently protesting, and he finally gave him and found a place to ease himself down and sit.
He thought it must have been some sort of cruel mercy that his captors had given him back his journal-thing when he woke up inside the forest of his original birdcage. He glared at it for a minute as he tried to remember how to turn it on, and finally got it going, so a little image of him appeared to whoever was listen. ]
So, contrary to what I assume is popular belief, I'm not dead. But, uh, could use some help making it all the way home, you know? I'm sitting in the woods, hugging a tree, so come and find me. I don't plan on moving any time soon.
[ He doesn't think he looks to bad to others, at least. He has a few bruises around his jaw and nose, but otherwise does not seem overly harmed. Though the bruises are a lovely shade of blue and green at this point. ]
[ooc: Yup, he's back from kidnapping!! With a little side-effect: his flirt skills are going to be seriously cramped for a bit, since anytime he sees a girl, he'll get physically ill. Don't take it personally ladies.]
[voice]
Re: [voice]
[But he was was perspiring some, which wasn't a good sign for the normally fit man.]
[voice]
You're lucky that one of my neighbors decided to splurge and give us an elevator then. He's a good [and lazy] man.
Re: [voice]
[He grinned something, though it was marred by his bruises and fell quickly as the pain spiked through this nerves.]
[voice]
...I'm no doctor, but I can do coffee.
[He's ignoring that comment, not in the mood to deal with it. They were at the door in moments and Lupin held it open for him.]
After you.
Re: [voice]
He shuffled in and groaned as he leaned back against the elevator wall, getting his breath back.]
You know... thanks, really. For coming to get me.
[voice]
You're you, and a friend of a friend. How could I not?
Re: [voice]
[It was nice to know you had someone to count on.]
[voice]
[Though he will remember that favor to cash in on later.]
Re: [voice]
[voice]
I'll remember that for the future then.
Anyway, coffee or shower--your choice.
Re: [voice]
[voice]
[That just meant that he didn't need to worry about Kirk and his 'wildcat' crossing paths. It was better. For all of them.
Lupin guided him down the hall to the floor's communal kitchen and busied himself with preparing the coffee.]
Just relax then. I got this.