James Tiberius Kirk (
boldygoing) wrote2018-01-24 07:51 pm
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A Significant Date [for losthunter]
Time is a strange thing, isn't it? The past year seemed to drag on with agonizing slowness, particularly during Jim's long recovery both in and out of the hospital last February, and again during the last few months. But looking back at it now, he'd be hard-pressed to say where the hell the time went. It's been an entire year since he first found the Nexus, and introduced himself to someone who has come to mean surprisingly much to him. How has it been a year already?
Anniversaries are not really his thing. Never have been, not romantically, or otherwise. The events he commemorates every year are not often the joyful type, usually revolving more about things he'd prefer to forget. To have something good to mark the year's passing... it's one hell of a novelty, that's for sure.
Jim arrives at Hunter's apartment in the early evening, dressed in civilian clothes that are several shades nicer than his usual casual look, incorporating a certain spy's fashion advice into today's wardrobe choice. A mixed bouquet of roses and zinnias is nestled in the crook of his arm as he knocks on the door, and though his face is a mask of confidence, there's an uncharacteristic nervousness in the pit of his stomach. Stupid to start worrying now, but apparently that's not gonna stop him.
Anniversaries are not really his thing. Never have been, not romantically, or otherwise. The events he commemorates every year are not often the joyful type, usually revolving more about things he'd prefer to forget. To have something good to mark the year's passing... it's one hell of a novelty, that's for sure.
Jim arrives at Hunter's apartment in the early evening, dressed in civilian clothes that are several shades nicer than his usual casual look, incorporating a certain spy's fashion advice into today's wardrobe choice. A mixed bouquet of roses and zinnias is nestled in the crook of his arm as he knocks on the door, and though his face is a mask of confidence, there's an uncharacteristic nervousness in the pit of his stomach. Stupid to start worrying now, but apparently that's not gonna stop him.
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"Seemed fair," he says, smiling at Hunter over the rim of his glass. "Now you've had a taste from both sides of the family."
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When his plate is cleared, Jim produces an envelope and hands it to Hunter. There's no card inside, but there are two concert tickets, the words VAN HALEN stamped across the top, dated for next week.
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"This is so awesome."
Since it is obviously gift time, Hunter pushes forward his box. There is a playful card in the envelope. And when Jim opens the box, he will see several other gifts inside the gift.
"I thought that since you were going to be leaving on your exploration mission soon. And these are little gifts that you can open anytime during that first year you are gone, any time you wanted to think about me."
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"You got me a box full of anticipation?" Jim laughs a little, because that's so very Hunter.
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But tonight will make up for everything.
He grins when Jim speaks about how he will feel that anticipation to open the gifts. And that thrills him a little.
"They are all things that won't require you to leave your ship, or your mission." They are poems. Art creations. Even a few Ipods with a variety of songs and movies.
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"Good. And I have one of my own to open." He slides a hand up Jim's shirt.
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