So far as first meetings go, it's really pretty great! Jim tells Sam as much and seems a bit confused that his brother doesn't seem to believe him. Whatever, he's probably never met a Vulcan before either. He'll come around. Jim doesn't see how anyone couldn't given how cute and charming Spock is.
But life at the Academy can't all be following Spock around and chatting the man up. He's got classes to go to, and that is such a drag for their first week. It's quickly apparent that most of the introductory level classes Jim's in are not going to challenge him In the Slightest, which is honestly just such a disappointment. All Jim's ever heard is how Starfleet's the best and brightest but even here he finds himself listlessly staring out the window instead of at the instructor's presentation.
Then there's the talk. Jim expected a little bit of name recognition, but it's Shocking how many people seem to give a shit about George Kirk's kids. Who think Jim and Sam are only here because of their dad's name. Or worse, who knew their folks and want to meet Jim and talk about how great his dead father was who Jim never got to meet. It leaves him crawling out of his skin within three days and quickly making a second home for himself inside the Academy's expansive library.
Despite how well appointed it is, there don't seem to ever be many cadets lingering about. Crazy, so far as Jim's concerned. There's nothing nicer than the heft of a real book in his hands. He learns to appreciate the solitude. Outside of class he's always found either at Dr. McCoy's--Bones as Jim calls him-- or Spock's sides. While he keeps a respectful distance between himself and Spock, only just barely in the man's personal space and never touching, he always has his hands on the doctor.
Dr. McCoy is having a rough go of things his first week in and Jim makes sure to never be too far away. Ready to give Bones a coffee or a bottle of water instead of suggesting they hit up the local campus bar. Ready with a distraction or just Needing the other to walk with him across campus to get something to eat just when Leonard looks ready to lose it.
That's not to say Jim is staying dry. Come the end of that week he can be found at the Damascus, one of the trendier campus bars and Jim's favorite of the ones on offer because it's got a dom-jot table. He sharks his fellow cadets for drinks and flirts handily with anyone that will look at him twice. Maybe once Leonard crawls out of his self loathing he can come with. Jim would love the company of a friend. As it stands he's always out late either studying or partying.
Decent enough not to bring anyone back to their room though. Plenty of other places he can find around campus to have a bit of fun. Not decent enough not to leave his clothes on the floor though, especially when he comes back sloshed and shucks out of his things before falling face first into his bed.
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But life at the Academy can't all be following Spock around and chatting the man up. He's got classes to go to, and that is such a drag for their first week. It's quickly apparent that most of the introductory level classes Jim's in are not going to challenge him In the Slightest, which is honestly just such a disappointment. All Jim's ever heard is how Starfleet's the best and brightest but even here he finds himself listlessly staring out the window instead of at the instructor's presentation.
Then there's the talk. Jim expected a little bit of name recognition, but it's Shocking how many people seem to give a shit about George Kirk's kids. Who think Jim and Sam are only here because of their dad's name. Or worse, who knew their folks and want to meet Jim and talk about how great his dead father was who Jim never got to meet. It leaves him crawling out of his skin within three days and quickly making a second home for himself inside the Academy's expansive library.
Despite how well appointed it is, there don't seem to ever be many cadets lingering about. Crazy, so far as Jim's concerned. There's nothing nicer than the heft of a real book in his hands. He learns to appreciate the solitude. Outside of class he's always found either at Dr. McCoy's--Bones as Jim calls him-- or Spock's sides. While he keeps a respectful distance between himself and Spock, only just barely in the man's personal space and never touching, he always has his hands on the doctor.
Dr. McCoy is having a rough go of things his first week in and Jim makes sure to never be too far away. Ready to give Bones a coffee or a bottle of water instead of suggesting they hit up the local campus bar. Ready with a distraction or just Needing the other to walk with him across campus to get something to eat just when Leonard looks ready to lose it.
That's not to say Jim is staying dry. Come the end of that week he can be found at the Damascus, one of the trendier campus bars and Jim's favorite of the ones on offer because it's got a dom-jot table. He sharks his fellow cadets for drinks and flirts handily with anyone that will look at him twice. Maybe once Leonard crawls out of his self loathing he can come with. Jim would love the company of a friend. As it stands he's always out late either studying or partying.
Decent enough not to bring anyone back to their room though. Plenty of other places he can find around campus to have a bit of fun. Not decent enough not to leave his clothes on the floor though, especially when he comes back sloshed and shucks out of his things before falling face first into his bed.