tampered | Log; Ongoing; Closed

Log; Ongoing; Closed

When; December 19th, Saturday
Rating; Maybe PG-13-ish
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Summary; Sometimes the best solution to big problems is to leave the area for a bit and go camping.
Log;

Getting out of the City proper was a good idea, best idea someone could have suggested actually. Shalimar was grateful that Kirk actually didn't mind the outdoors, staying around a bunch of people would have really gotten to her right now. At least she'd gotten most of her anger and sadness out last night, that was something, even if her method had left her looking a bit beaten up. But that was one of the nice things about being around Kirk, he wouldn't make a big deal about her being slightly injured, which made it easier to relax a bit.

Not that her mind didn't wander to what had happened yesterday, it did. Even as they walked together looking for a good camping spot her mind was somewhere else, trying to suppress a bunch of different instincts and thoughts that were driving her nuts. So she walked in silence hoping that he'd say something to snap her attention away from the crap going on right now.

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"I could say so much to that," she said, trying not to laugh. She walked in front of him and put a hand on her hip. "Nothing is too hard for me. I feel like I should start singing that song about doing things better."

"You probably shouldn't sing that song," he said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Because I know you can't fly a ship as well as me, let alone better."

"You've never seen me fly. I can fly the Helix. When I'm allowed. It always involves going way too fast, being too reckless, and crashing into something...." she trailed off and looked at him sheepishly. "On second thought maybe it's best that I don't sing that song. Although if we really got to hard riding, I'd be better than you. Especially if it was my bike from home."

"Uh huh, crashing into things? That's what I thought," he said with a smirk before chuckling a bit. "And you think you can ride better than me?"

"Adam eventually got autopilot. I blame him for the crashing. If he'd gotten it to begin with I wouldn't have made those really bad landings," she said, glaring at him. "It's not like Lexa was any better than me..." she mumbled. "No. I know I can. You might put up a challenge though. Unless you ended up getting frightened of going too fast and too recklessly."

"Right, it's not so bad because someone else was just as horrible a pilot as you," he mocked, amused at her grumbling. "And I don't get scared by going too fast or too reckless."

"I wouldn't say I was horrible. Jesse wasn't better! He was flying when I fell thousands of feet out of the Helix," she said, crossing her arms. "I bet you would get scared if it was me driving. Or flying. You'd probably be terrified then."

"Just because someone else is just as bad as you doesn't mean you're not horrible," Kirk said with a shake of his head. "And from the way it sounds like you drive, I probably would be scared."

"Okay...to be honest Jesse is a really good pilot. We were just shot down by a missile. I could have learned," she said, crossing her arms across her chest. "It's just not my job to learn. My job requires things to be more subtle, flying the Helix in just wouldn't be good for that." She glared at him again. "I guess some people are just less afraid of death than others."

"Right, you shouldn't learn how to do more than one thing," he said, shrugging a bit. "If your teammates were incapacitated and it was up to you to fly the jet... hey, it's not your thing to learn.

Kirk couldn't help but grin more. "Some people don't heal up nearly as quickly or as nicely as others."

"We all have things we're good at. Mine is infiltration, breaking into places, fighting, and tracking. Jess is our computer guy, he flies the Helix, and builds a lot of our stuff. Brennan's good when it comes to stealing, jobs that involve women, and fighting," she said, sighing. "We have autopilot now. Connected to Sanctuary. That way even if all of us are out the Helix can get us home. I can fly it, just not well. We have this magical thing called a team. Maybe you should read about it."

She glared. "You should learn."

"Right, I wouldn't know anything about teamwork," he said, giving an exaggerated nod. "The thousands of people I have working under me all just wander around crazy."

He arched an eyebrow. "You mean learn to heal faster?"

"You wouldn't know anything about our kind of teamwork for the reasons you just said. You're used to a lot of people to do a ton of things. We...we work really hard to make sure it's just the four of us. But that also means we're family, we have to trust everything about each other," she said, looking down.

"You could try," she shrugged.

"I have my bridge crew, we're a well oiled machine," he said, shaking his head. It wasn't worth discussing with her, he didn't think she would get it.

"I don't think it works that way. Hey, look, this is perfect for a camp," he said.

"You mean you work well together? Like sometimes they know what to do without you telling them, just because it's the right thing to do at the right moment?" she asked, tilting her head.

"It doesn't. I'm just being bitchy. Perfect?" she said smirking.

"Yeah, like that," he said, hoping she wouldn't push the topic too much. Kirk had found if she didn't agree with or understand something right away, it was a nightmare to try and convince her of it and half the time they just agreed not to talk about it anyways.

"Perfect," he added with a nod. "Relatively dry over there with a bit of a hill we can set up the tent at."

"I can take a hint, you don't want to talk about it," she said, shrugging. It annoyed her but she'd let it go.

"I vote for you setting it up," she said, grinning. "Or should the person with super strength do the work?"

"I just don't think you'd understand is all," he said, shaking his head.

"And I think I can set it up just fine."

"Try me," she said, crossing her arms.

"I can sit on a rock and watch."

"Your team is a family, we're not that," he said, shaking his head as he pulled of his pack and began to get out the tent. "But that doesn't mean we don't work as well together. We just... mesh. We're not all perfect, but we're a perfect fit for each other."

"I understand that. We weren't always this close. It's not like Brennan and I just clicked right off. Emma and I didn't even get along. Jess took a long time to feel like he was a part of anything. But we still worked well together, we fit," she said smiling. "Maybe someday you'll get to be more like family. Your ships got to be a lot bigger than Sanctuary but still, you spend long enough in an isolated area with people you become close."

"Part of ours was our training," Kirk said as he began to slide the tent poles into the fabric of the tent. "But more than that, it was the fact that if we didn't work that well together not only would we die, but the entire Earth would be destroyed. All of them are exceptional, I couldn't ask for a better crew."

"You work on a very big scale, it makes sense that you'd have to work well together and have a lot of training. We work mostly for our kind and to keep normal people safe," she replied, watching as he set things up. "I could help if you'd like. Watching is fun too though."

"It's fine, I've got it," he said, shaking his head as he finished setting all the poles. The next order of business was to shovel away the snow and leave them with a dry patch of ground.

"You just sit there and look good."

"Did you just tell me to sit there and look good?" she asked, trying not to laugh. "I really don't think I need to be told to do that. I do it naturally."

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