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Reboot Complete
Finally, that primal part of his brain, the part that worked to keep him alive when he wasn't paying attention, said stop being stupid and he took his second breath. Third. Fourth. Fifth. They kept coming, the pain easing at the same time that his vision went from blurry blobs to fuzzy shapes and finally to something resembling… trees?
Trees? He was in the woods?
He was dead and all he got was being shoved into some forest - albeit one for dead people? He was a hero! He seriously needed to go haunt somebody and let them know that dying sucked, there were no pearly gates, and he demanded an immediate refund.
That was when the rest of his body decided it needed to make its immediate aches and pains fully noted. Everything hurt, aching in a bone deep way that said he needed to both move and that he needed to sleep for another week. He couldn’t particularly decide which, so instead he chose to lay there, debating if the pain meant he was not, in fact, dead.
But… he had to be, didn’t he? The radiation he had absorbed when he kicked the reactor back into place should have killed him, and he had… Spock had been there, and he had…
He gulped, pushing the memory away, shifting to try and get his arm under him, his wings fluttering lightly as if -
Wait. Wings? WINGS?!
His head jerked around, for a moment making him see white stars and he stared in absolute horror at the canary yellow and black edged wings that peeked from behind his back, disturbingly bright on a dead man. Well, he thought he was dead… But he had only ever been to one place where he had sported wings, and angel wings were white (right?). So... was this... was this Luceti? Was he being punished by being sent to the hell version of Luceti, the place he thought he had somehow managed to escape (but never find again despite his efforts - and, in fairness, he had been a bit distracted). Or worse- this was real. He was alive, and he was back in Luceti.
And in a hospital gown. Awesome.
To weak to move himself much more, he collapsed back down, sweating for his effort and he wondered if he would stink of radiation now… did radiation have a scent? He guessed he’d find out. His eyes drifted, coming back from the pain induced haze they’d glazed through, dropping on the journal. Of course it was right beside him, like a faithful dog that didn’t know when it wasn’t wanted.
Well, this time he actually needed it. He reached out, bringing it closer, that effort alone making his head spin as he worked it open to speak - ]
Hey everyone. You miss me?
[ Of course, that's base on the idea there's anyone he knows still here to miss him. Did they remember him, a year and more later? ]
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That's not... not possible. It's been a year. More than that almost. I... I've lived my life for a year, how can it only be days for you?
[ It wasn't computing. He didn't have the capacity for that right now. ]
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[ That's him asking for help, Loki. ]
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[Does he look like the sort to just offer help? Ask him to come riding in on his valiant steed!]
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[ Pants sounded wonderful and terrible at the same time. Really, he just wanted to sleep on something that was not going to potentially freeze his face off come nightfall. ]
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[He'll even teleport for you. See what a good friend he is?]
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[ He probably looks worse up close. Pale and sweating from his earlier exertions, and while the drawn look of the dying was kept at bay, neither did he look like a spring chicken.
He looked up at Loki when he arrived, giving him a pained smile. ]
Should start a delivery business if you're that fast. You'd make a fortune.
...You did bring pants right?
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You look ghastly.
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[ Sweatpants are wonderful. You have no idea what you're missing. ]
Sorry I couldn't get my make up on in time.
[ he sat up with obvious pain and effort, trying his best to hide it as he reached up for the pants. He wished his body didn't ache so much, but he counted that as the price for being alive. ]
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Whatever happened to you?
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[ Kirk wouldn't have noticed the spell anyways. He had never been attuned to magic, even when he had that spirit inside of him. ]
Well, not to be dramatic but I'm pretty sure I died. Except now I'm not dead. Crap, that doesn't make me a zombie does it?
[ He accepts the help a bit less than gracefully, but eventually is coveted beneath his gown. Getting fully to his feet would be another matter. ]
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[Oh geeze, he'll even help you stabs, Kirk. What a pal he is.]
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[ he accepted it without fuss, his whole body aching like he had been laying down to long and changing position was a dire affront. He leaned against Loki, arm on his shoulder. ]
Well, I don't have a craving for human flesh. In fact, pretty sure I've been on the IV diet.
[ He looked down at his hand where there were punctur marks consistent with that. ]
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What did you do to yourself?
[Hm, probably the best place to drop Kirk of is the clinic...]
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Long story short? I went into a nuclear reactor without protection to get my ship up and running so we didn't crash into a city of millions.
[ So he died. Basically. Maybe. He was still fuzzy on that now, and he wasn't particularly happy with that, but for now it was was it was. He could contemplate later. ]
Radiation poising, if you want even shorter.
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I am sure many would agree with you, but that's kind of one I can't really undo.
[ And, he wouldn't. He had gotten them into the situation, it was his responsibility, his crew. He would risk his life for them without question again and again. ]
So... how you been? Anything interesting I missed?
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Nay, nothing that springs to mind. It hasn't been long at all.
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Will it be not long at all to the town?
[ He looked around the woods, tired and cold, and even with Loki here he wanted nothing more than to sleep and be warm. ]
I am debating if I need coffee or pain meds.
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I don't want to be to cute about it. I think your girlfriend might protest a bit.
[ Still, he flashed him a grateful grin. He could do teleporting, and he was hoping Loki would decide that the better option. He wasn't sure how he'd handle a trek through the woods... ]
Though you know I'd never tell.
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I still have eyelashes? That's good to know.
[ He blinked several times, as if nonplussed and innocent. ]
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I'll have to get a stylist then. I'm no good with that sort of thing.
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