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Oct. 6th, 2018 01:37 pmsmartass_captainGeorge Kirk is a Starfleet legend for the Federation. A hero to his crew. A good husband and father to his family, or so Jim Kirk has always been told.
The shadow he cast even in death swallowed Jim up before he was even old enough to understand why his mother cried whenever he smiled a certain way. Refused to look at him or even come back to Earth more than she had to while he was young. He tried to fight it, rebel against it. Baring his teeth. Willing to become the antithesis of George Kirk so long as it meant someone would see him. Anyone. It didn't matter who.
To a young James Kirk even being labeled a criminal was better than being labeled as George Kirk's Son.
Pike ruined all of that. Drug Jim right back into that shadow and told him to embrace it. Encompass it. Dared him to be better. An impossible challenge surely. Every struggle Jim waded through made in the gloom of a reputation he could never hope to live up to. When he finally came out the other side and stepped into the light again a year older than his father ever got to be he was lost. His own accomplishments and reputation stood on their own merit but to what end?
"Dammit, I thought I was past all of this."
Thought he'd moved on since arriving in Yorktown. Found a place all his own that he belonged, no matter what George's reputation was. It turns out self awareness can only go so far. Meeting a Norse God who wears your old man's face isn't the sort of thing he'd been prepared for. He has a pile of ignored PINpoint messages staring accusingly up at him from the screen. Jim's been ignoring people for the last few days since his run in with Thor in the Nexus.
Some people are harder to dodge than others, of course. He picks up the device and starts to rifle through everything he's missed.
The shadow he cast even in death swallowed Jim up before he was even old enough to understand why his mother cried whenever he smiled a certain way. Refused to look at him or even come back to Earth more than she had to while he was young. He tried to fight it, rebel against it. Baring his teeth. Willing to become the antithesis of George Kirk so long as it meant someone would see him. Anyone. It didn't matter who.
To a young James Kirk even being labeled a criminal was better than being labeled as George Kirk's Son.
Pike ruined all of that. Drug Jim right back into that shadow and told him to embrace it. Encompass it. Dared him to be better. An impossible challenge surely. Every struggle Jim waded through made in the gloom of a reputation he could never hope to live up to. When he finally came out the other side and stepped into the light again a year older than his father ever got to be he was lost. His own accomplishments and reputation stood on their own merit but to what end?
"Dammit, I thought I was past all of this."
Thought he'd moved on since arriving in Yorktown. Found a place all his own that he belonged, no matter what George's reputation was. It turns out self awareness can only go so far. Meeting a Norse God who wears your old man's face isn't the sort of thing he'd been prepared for. He has a pile of ignored PINpoint messages staring accusingly up at him from the screen. Jim's been ignoring people for the last few days since his run in with Thor in the Nexus.
Some people are harder to dodge than others, of course. He picks up the device and starts to rifle through everything he's missed.
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Date: 2018-10-10 12:59 am (UTC)"That's what he said."
He sets the PINpoint down so it's screen is face up and turns it round for the younger JIm to see.
"At least you got a warning."
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Date: 2018-10-10 02:04 am (UTC)...he's still not prepared.
It's like someone carved a bodybuilder out of solid muscle. A bodybuilder with George Kirk's face, and somehow even the eyepatch and choppy haircut that'd look awful on anyone else just work for him. Jim shifts uncomfortably, and yeah, it's so much worse seeing the guy outside his own imagination. There's a tightness in his stomach that he can't put a name to, and god, he still doesn't know what to think but it's all bad.
"...holy shit."
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Date: 2018-10-21 01:53 pm (UTC)Plus, you know, he got to kind of startle a god so this is probably not something that just happens every day. Of course when it does it would happen to Jim. That's just how the odds go.
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Date: 2018-10-21 03:52 pm (UTC)"So he's just passively screwing with us. Great."
Well, it could be worse, though knowing that doesn't exactly make him feel better about all this.
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Date: 2018-10-21 05:04 pm (UTC)"Something like that. Fucking wish it was something as mundane as 'dude makes me want to hit the gym until I accept the fact I'll never look like that', at least that kind of shit we could laugh about." Grumble, grumble.
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Date: 2018-10-21 08:03 pm (UTC)At least forewarned is forearmed, and maybe if - or, more probably, when - he bumps into this Thor guy it won't be as deep of a shock. Maybe. The only way to do know is to do it, and Jim's not exactly eager to test his theory, now or ever.
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Date: 2018-10-22 09:34 pm (UTC)Not that Jim's likely to need the warning considering their similarities, but he likes to think his experiences meeting gods and befriending spirits in the Nexus gives him a bit of an experience here his counterpart might not have.