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When; Noon, May 22nd
Rating; PG
Characters; Kirk starfleet_pimp and Beastlackingbeauty
Summary; Kirk has a lunch date with the reluctant Beast
Log; Kirk had left Mara's place that morning with plenty of time to head back to his own apartment to shower and change and be by Cafe Juliet by noon. While he didn't mind walking everywhere getting a bike would certainly be nice. Maybe something classic from the late 21st Century or early 22nd.

It wasn't that big of a deal though, he was at Cafe Juliet by noon, this time opting for being in full uniform. Ladies loved a uniform and generally felt more comfortable around them and Beast seemed plenty suspicious of him already. Not that Kirk couldn't be above reproach when he wanted to, but he'd have to turn in his man card if he didn't at least see how far he could get with a girl that had as gorgeous... assets as Beast.

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"Look where you are," Kirk said, spreading his arms wide and gesturing around them. "We're in another dimension where things like unicorns and dragons are real. Where I come from space flight between planets happens all the time. We even have technology to beam a person from one place to another."

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Her discomfort with the idea, her trouble accepting it, was fairly obvious, lips pursed and shaking her head out briefly.

"Fine, you've a point." He did indeed. How could she deny that, when this place...

"Still seems awful far fetched, if you catch my drift." A vague gesture with her hand, crimson fishnets over painted nails. "'Sides, you're too young to be an officer, aren't ya?" By her memory of military, at any rate.

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"Come on, what sort of things in your time would seem far fetched to people hundreds of years ago?" Kirk asked her. He really wished that he had some way to show her his ship, she seemed to need to stretch her imagination some.

"I'm the youngest captain in the history of Starfleet," Kirk said, slightly less proud about that than he was over his ship. "I was acting captain during a battle and promoted to full captain for exemplary service to the Federation."

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It was easier to talk about his job. Beast had quite the idea that his job involved fewer lies than hers did. Had to, for him to be so... foppish.

"So what does Starfleet do, then?"

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"It's a peacekeeping and humanitarian armada," he explained, echoing Captain Pike's words to him. Back then they had seemed just a trite line, but to Kirk they now meant something. He wasn't sure if he could explain what it meant to him to Beast, unless you'd ever been directionless and frustrated and suddenly handed direction and an outlet for your talents, then he'd just sound like a fool. So he gave her the line they gave new cadets.

"It's the military and deep-space exploratory service maintained by the United Federation of Planets. My current mission is to to explore a strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations."

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"New life forms? Civilizations?" Beast still couldn't help the scoff in her voice, her arms crossed beneath her breasts.

"This whole place is a load of-" But she shook her head, because... well, it could be true, then, couldn't it?

"... right, then. Sounds important."

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Kirk laughed. It probably wasn't the best response, but he couldn't help it.

"You don't believe a word I'm saying, do you?" he asked, smiling over at her so that she knew he wasn't upset by it.

"Maybe we should stick to my life before Starfleet. I grew up in Iowa, which is one of the most boring places on Earth. Or any planet."

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A brow rose, a quick burst of potential anger (was he laughing at her?), but once she realized it wasn't quite that, she strove to let the flare of temper, offense, slide and ebb back down.

"In't that..." To be honest, Beast hadn't the best education. She had trouble reading, (something that more than drove her mad in this place), and wasn't the best when it came to knowledge of geography and learning, but-

"... the Americas?" Sounded right to her, anyway. But then again, the Americas had the weirdest sounding things to start off with.

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With a small cough, James stopped the laughing and even managed to wipe the smile off of his face.

"Yes, in what used to be the United States of America," he said with a nod. "Almost dead center. Very, very boring place."

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The future... this was ridiculous. Well, this whole place was ridiculous, even as she made to start walking again, shaking her head.

"Got it, then. Iowa." But in her mind, she was struggling to place it from the maps Father had.

"You enjoyin' this fool place, then."

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Kirk didn't answer her question right away. That was a very tricky question and he wasn't entirely sure of the answer. He couldn't deny that there were parts of the City he enjoyed, but overall he wished he was back on his ship.

"I'm trying to," he said. "Just because I don't think they want us to enjoy it here. But I would rather be back on my ship."

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"... So yer enjoyin' it just to be spiteful?" It was her turn, to somewhat scoff, shaking her head, even still.

"I plan on not, thank you, kindly."

Soooooooooo late, sooooooooo sorry.

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"Well, I'll be sure to do what I can to make sure you don't enjoy it," Kirk said, giving her another smile. He could understand her feelings, but really, did it hurt to let yourself enjoy things once in a while?

:3 forgiven

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Did it? Beast just did this naturally, protecting herself by being that tough, that cold, that standoffish- That way, no one could get close enough to know any better. To know any of the secrets she tried to keep silent.

"... you gonna feed me, or we gonna talk all day?"

TY <3

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"I like hearing you talk," Kirk told her, even as he gestured for her to take a seat at a nearby bench.

"But we can eat too."

<3

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Beast took the seat, careful of the short hem of her performance outfit, a bit miffed she had nothing else. In the ring, this was one thing, flashy and revealing, but outside, in town, she did fancy a bit more propriety. But- one had to make do.

"You like hearin' me talk?" Brow raised skeptically, at the odd sounding phrase, crossing her legs, mindful for the prosthetic to be the top, unwilling to put the weight of her other on the joints, without noticing it herself, she smoothed her stocking over the ball-jointed knee.

Re: &lt;3

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Kirk was very careful not to stare at the hem of her outfit, although just where that particular hem was made it really hard. Still, he could be a gentleman when it was necessary and remembering how she looked when he first saw her, he didn't think she needed anymore stress.

"Why is that so hard to believe?" he asked.

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"Because it's nonsense." Beast pursed her lips, frustrated, fingers still smoothing that hem down, self-consciously arranging her fingers to hide the joint that spoke so starkly of her lack, that prostheses that marked her for a freak even among the lowest class of Londoner.

"Think I don't know a spoon-fed line when I hear one?"

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"I think you do," he said, leaning in a bit and handing her the sandwich he got for her from the cafe. "Which is why I wouldn't give you one. I like your accent, it's unique."

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"... hmmph." Beast huffed, shoulders hunching a bit as she reached for it, taking it and quickly taking a bite, taking her time to chew.

"Everyone from East End's got it. S'not special."

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"So here's a question," Kirk said, leaning back on the bench as he bit into his own food.

"Why are you so adverse to being complimented?"

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There was something a bit off about the way Beast ate. Hawkish- or maybe more like a dog protecting it's food. Like if you reached over to take it from her, you'd come back without a hand. Merely the product of starving on the streets, one might suppose.

"'Cause I can't abide liars."

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Kirk watched the woman eat and he noticed how closely she guarded her food. He'd seen children on poorer planets eat like that.

"And you don't think there's anything about yourself that's worth complimenting?" he asked. "Not the fact that you're beautiful or have an interesting accent or that you're strong willed or that you care about your sister so much?"

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"My accent isn't anythin' interesting. Fact, you ask about London and all you'll get is it's proof a poor breedin'." She spoke bitterly, that at least showed through, even around hungry bites of her food.

"My will is my own, and my sister- that's just how it is." Almost blushed, maybe even did, somewhat, refusing to look at him.

"And I'm not beautiful." As easy as it was to read her, it was obvious she actually believed that. And the reason, just as easily read, in the way her left leg shirked.

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"Breeding doesn't matter worth a damn," Kirk said, conviction obvious in his voice. "You can't control who your parents were or where you grow up. What matters is what you do with what you were given."

Kirk took another bite of food an let his words hang in the air.

"And you're definitely beautiful," he added with just as much conviction.