[Ever since the talking dog informed the network that dreams would reveal the cure to this mystery illness, Chekov has been waiting and hoping for Kirk's. When it comes on the twenty-second, eagerness to help the captain is replaced by the feeling that he had no business seeing what those dreams contained.
He tries not to dwell on the content, not now. It's more important to determine what instructions the dream was imparting. Stars--it has to be something to do with stars. That was the only thing that each part of the dream had in common, and Chekov knows what it's like to want nothing more than to be out in the relative emptiness of space, stars in every direction, shielded from near absolute zero temperatures and interstellar radiation by the sturdy hull of a spaceship. That's home, even more than Russia is. That's Kirk's home, too. Since the captain is in no condition to go outside and stargaze--he might say otherwise, but Chekov is sure that McCoy would object to any excursion--it seems sensible enough to bring the stars inside.
Chekov knocks on Kirk's door before showing himself inside. His messenger bag is full of everything that sounded useful--paper, tape, markers, pens, pencils, paintbrushes, paint in black, white, red, and blue. Now is a fine time to make Kirk's ceiling more interesting.]
July 23rd // evening
He tries not to dwell on the content, not now. It's more important to determine what instructions the dream was imparting. Stars--it has to be something to do with stars. That was the only thing that each part of the dream had in common, and Chekov knows what it's like to want nothing more than to be out in the relative emptiness of space, stars in every direction, shielded from near absolute zero temperatures and interstellar radiation by the sturdy hull of a spaceship. That's home, even more than Russia is. That's Kirk's home, too. Since the captain is in no condition to go outside and stargaze--he might say otherwise, but Chekov is sure that McCoy would object to any excursion--it seems sensible enough to bring the stars inside.
Chekov knocks on Kirk's door before showing himself inside. His messenger bag is full of everything that sounded useful--paper, tape, markers, pens, pencils, paintbrushes, paint in black, white, red, and blue. Now is a fine time to make Kirk's ceiling more interesting.]