pursuedthestars: ([spec] with mccoy)
A bike, a slick and elegant model was whirring powerfully and speeding towards the soon to be departing shuttle at speeds that would probably get him ticketed if any cops had been around. Even though Jim was several feet off, he knew that bastard Pike was grinning. Knew it and didn't care for once. This was the right decision even if Pike would be smug as hell about it.

Dismounting, Jim came towards him... )

[NFB, NFI. Taken, once again, from Alan Dean Foster's novelization of the first Star Trek movie. Booooooones!]
pursuedthestars: ([sad] ow)
There were bigger dives in Storm Lake, with better music and cheaper booze. Some attracted construction workers, others engineers, still others visiting suits from Washington and Moscow and Beijing. The Shipyard bar was the favorite of the majority of cadets.

The young woman entering now... )

[NFB but open for typical things after he's home to nurse his wounds for one night. Hey, it's canon! Warning for: post length and taken from Alan Dean Foster's novelization of Star Trek. Time'll be speeding up from here on out, folks, and Jim will be incommunicado during parts of his canon.]

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