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"This is Kirk. if you need me, leave a message! Fjord, if you need me just come get me you like like, next door."

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text; un:CommanderSpock; it's only right that he is the one to christen the inbox

[spocktopus]

Captain.

Your choice of username makes it difficult for those who wish to search for you in the registry. As its purpose is for direct communication, to enable maximum efficiency may I suggest changing it to include your name? Unless you underwent a legal name change in my absence and did not inform me.

HHHHHH LESSSSSGOOOOO

[tobodlygo]

Spock, dearest Spock. The point of a handle like this is not to be found easily, it's to make a statement. To pack as much of your personality and wit into a single username as possible. I mean I came up with mine on the fly, I could probably do better?

"CaptainKirk" would mean absolutely nothing here, after all. And don't you worry, I'm still the Jim Kirk u know and love ;)

[spocktopus]

[Yeah... he's not changing his so CommanderSpock it is.]

[Also:]

Captain.

While my respect for you in both a personal and professional nature has increased since the moment of our meeting, I would not describe it as "love'. My interactions with you have been purely platonic I can assure you.

[tobodlygo]

Wh?????
not even a little bit :'(((((

[spocktopus]

Although our short time together has been filled with many intense situations, we still hardly know one another. Love requires time, effort, mutual understanding and reciprocation of affections as well as most importantly, a personal relationship outside of professional interactions which we do not have.

To give a shorter answer, no.

Is my assumption incorrect, Captain?
Additionally, you must remember that you possess five years of experiences and memories which I do not.

un: sapphire

[leetle]

well, captain HOT mess is right 3:)
hi jim!! it's jester!
what are you doing liiiiike right now?

:DD

[tobodlygo]

Jes!!

Uh... right now? Unwetting myself :P
[Attached is an image of Jim with a towel around his waist and not much else. The image has captured him mid exaggerated wink, steam fogging up most of the mirror he's using.]

Why, wanna go do something?

[leetle]

[Jester's confused by his reply initially, until she opens the attached image and sort of....stops moving for a long second, staring down at this absolute gift she's been given. "Holy shit," she whispers, before her brain catches up and she scrambles to reply.]

oh!!
hellooooooooo there handsome 👀🥺😈

yes! i was wondering if you wanted to go to this place with me
it's called an arcade?
we don't have them in exandria i don't think
but someone said it was really cool and fun!!!

[tobodlygo]

;)
Anything 4 u babes

AND HOLY SHIT??? YOU'VE NEVER BEEN TO AN ARCADE???? okay no we have to go give me like 10m to put something on

important question, do u prefer sparring or solving puzzles?

[leetle]

[Just a minute, Jester's a little busy blushing at the pet name!!]

no never!!
YAY
i can't wait to see what it's like!!

sparring is way better than puzzles, for sure. only nerds like beau like puzzles!

un:CommanderSpock

[spocktopus]

Jim I must speak to you.

About several things.

[Guess who's back. Back again. Spock's back. Tell a friend.]

Video, immediately

[tobodlygo]

Spock???

[Jim smacks the call button immediately as he gets the text. Jim might be a little overzealous with his own texts sometimes, sending Spock memes he finds on the 'net and just random observations or pictures from around town. Even though he doesn't manage to elicit a response all the time, there was at least the little 'read' ticks that popped up.

But when the messages wouldn't even send? And when he couldn't manage to find his friend anywhere? Yeah, you bet your ass he was worried.]

Oh thank god, where the hell have you been?

Video

[spocktopus]

[The swift response had been expected. It was precisely why Spock had held off on announcing his presence until the right moment, yet there is still an air on uneasiness before he opens the video feed in return. He had made his Captain needlessly worry.

The video feed flickers on to show Spock not in his favoured Science Blues but a regular old shirt instead. Incidentally, one he wore to a certain someone's birthday party. And did he look a little older, or was that just the crappy connection?]

Jim. It has been approximately forty-seven hours since my return to Noctium. I spent several of those receiving treatment aboard the Nova Station before returning to Sumarlok.

[Spock already knows he will be required to explain why he did not get in contact immediately, so he wastes no time in defending his position.]

Once I regained access to the communications network and had ascertained your safety, I felt it prudent to abstain from announcing my presence until I had been released from quarentine and arrived planet-side once more. My intention had been to contact you upon my arrival in Sumarlok, however... incidents prevented me from doing so.

[Incidents? If Jim was expecting a further explanation, none is given.]

To use the common Noctium vernacular I had "returned" to the reality we hailed from. Although I departed here for only nine days, in that time I experienced a whole five years serving under your Captaincy. It really is quite facinating.

[tobodlygo]

[Okay, there's a lot to take in there, but Jim makes it a point to filter them all down into their base components - but first of all-

A smile blooms on Jim's face, warm and happy and real.]

Welcome back, Spock. You didn't tell me because you know I'd rush right up there, huh.

[He's back!! His Commander is back, and he knows now! He knows... everything... Oh lord. That nine days had felt like an age, and he hates that he worried so much. Surely he should be happy that Spock got to go back home, even for a little while. It's been nearly two years since he's seen his people, and he can't help but pine for them from this place. He'd been worried that Spock might never come back, and maybe, maybe, he'd never see him again. It had hurt so much.]

Never mind that, where are you now?

[Jim starts to grab the jacket off his coat hook in his apartment and chucks it on over the henley he wears, the tell-tale jangle of keys being picked up from the sideboard letting Spock know that he's already getting ready to leave.]

[spocktopus]

..That is correct.

[Spock knows his Captain well after all. Jim would not leave it be if he were to discover that a member of his crew had arrived upon the Sky Station. And if it was Spock himself? Empirical evidence with a dash of hope told him that Jim would be even less inclined to be patient regarding their reunion.

As for Sumarlok, at first it had simply been late. Spock decided that he did not wish to interrupt a productive night's rest.]

I am in my assigned apartment. Evidently, my claim to it was not relinquished upon my leaving. I learned that when an individual 'returns' the items or property they obtained will not immediately be-

[Ah. Jim is moving already.]

Captain, there is no need for you to- I shall come to-

[The jacket is already on, and Spock can hear the metallic clang of keys. Asking Jim to sit and wait for him is unlikely to cut it here.]

text ► un: number.one

[unas]

( this is definitely not a message sent at an ungodly hour when sensible people would be sleeping but-- )

I never asked how long you'd been here.

Please forgive me I totally lost this and you don't have to respond qwq

[tobodlygo]

[It's actually closer to acceptable waking up times when Jim replies, though he knows the feeling of being up too late when you're really into something.]

Uh, about half a year now?

text; un:spock

[spocktopus]

Are you available? I have an update regarding our housing purchase, but also a query of a personal nature.

Re: text; un:spock

[tobodlygo]

You know i'm always available to you, babe.
What do you wanna ask?

[spocktopus]

Where are you currently located? I believe it will be more efficient to speak in person.

[tobodlygo]

Was just coming back from The Uni, can be back in Sumarlok in say, half an hour?

[Jim wonders whats so important that Spock wants to talk to him in person for. Not that hes complaining, of course! Hes always happy to see his husband.]

text misfire; un: rolanberry

[basura_boi]

tallest building in sumar of you want a ride :)

Re: text misfire; un: CPTNHotMess

[tobodlygo]

[?????

Huh?

Jim isn't sure he knows a Rolanberry, but you know what, fuck it. He balls.]

I'm risk-prone enough to accept a free ride from a stranger, sure ;)

text -> action

[basura_boi]

[ Wait a second. That's not Graham's network name thingy. Squint.

On the other hand, fuck it. This would not be the first time Ezar's dick has led him to unwise places, and it will certainly not be the last.

Plus worst case scenario, he can just dive off the building to escape whoever this is if it's someone bad. ]

nice see you in twenty

[ And that's where he'll be waiting, dressed casually and very comfortable with being this high up. ]

[tobodlygo]

[Well alright then. Jim shrugs, slipping on a jacket and grabbing his keys from the sideboard before making his way downtown.

It's a little weird just going out ona whim to pick some random person up. Makes him remember his days before the Academy. He feels a little more like that dumb kid the longer he spends here, he won't lie to himself, but he knows that he's never really dealt with loss all that maturely.

He's a little bit contemplative when he steps out of the elevator onto the roof of the building, the breeze from the tops of the buildings tugging at his hoodie and his hair pleasantly.]

Hey- Just arrived.

[He pulls out his tome and messages the mystery texter, though there's only one figure up here, a curious figure in dark red against the darkening sky.]