ten_fwd | life hacks (aka jim, no) • open

It's been a hell of a few weeks. Month? Little over? You know, he's not even really sure. Jim has had a hell of a time since getting here. His suddenly very much alive sort of girlfriend (ex?) being here, which he's cool with, but---wow he's already had that breakdown thanks. Admiral Pike is here---that breakdown is still forthcoming. Let's not even bring up the fight with Khan that ended with both of them brigged for a while. Then there was Q dicking around with everyone with his brand of practical jokes that had Jim letting Khan out of the brig of his own volition, and putting a few crewman into Sickbay. But he's gonna just pretend feelings aren't real things that you, you know, feel.

Spock would be proud, if it didn't mean his method of coping with his not!feelings were to find something to drink that isn't that synthehol crap.

So, he heads into the lounge, and over to the replicator. He's tapping away at the controls, trying to avoid speaking to it directly cause he doesn't want to announce what he's doing to the entire lounge. Kind of defeats the purpose of stealth. He gets an angry sounding noise from it when he tries something, raises a brow, and shakes his head.

"Okay, fine." They can do this hard way. Jim is totally okay with that. "You're gonna give me what I want, or I'm going to rewrite every subroutine you have."

[as promised: jim is hacking the replicator for real alcohol. feel free to help out by way of lookout or whatnot. gaila will be helping him out, so if you would like her to be involved when you tag in, just tag in on their top-level comment. from then the tagging order will go jim + gaila + your character = SHENANIGANS. if not, just tag in for jim, and we'll have ourselves some wacky fun. cool either way.

also, as a note: ash will be scarce because of rl/homework type things, so please bear with a bit of slow/delay on tags.]

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"And a tragedy," Gaila puts in, her expressive mouth pursing a little into an adorable pout. "Although the comment about the social aspect is a fair one, there's no sense of communal mealtimes, and alcohol has always been a social lubricant, so, really, in their efforts to promote harmony, everyone's kinda ignoring a lot of what makes harmonious crews work."

Yes, that is all one sentence. No, she doesn't seem particularly out of breath at the end.

Gaila is...like this.

"You aren't wrong," he nodded slightly at Jim. Oh he was quite happy to have stumbled over this scene. "And you are certainly correct," a light nod at Gaila. He wasn't perturbed by her speech, he knew other young people who spoke like that. Especially his son.

The thought of his son caused his smile to falter for a moment, like a light bulb flickering out, before he forces it back, brighter. "So, what's the difficulty?"

"Right up on the same level as the Greek ones, even." Shut up, he's a history nerd. Gary used to tease the hell out of him over it, even though he prefers early American history.

"See, it really is a key to harmony. On my ship, I just look the other way, and pretend that I don't know about Scotty's still in Engineering. As long as nobody gets into trouble, I'm not inclined to stop it. Work still gets done, and people are generally not stupid.

Keeps incidents down when it comes to shore leave too, which is a bonus."

Jim catches the flickering of his smile, but he doesn't comment on it. Not with how he forces it back. He can guess there's a not too happy tale to go with it.

"The difficulty is bypassing the security lockouts, which will require Gaila and I to be---imaginative." He throws a grin in her direction. "But we're good at that. Even if we don't always agree on matters of coding."

"Nothing wrong with elegant coding," Gaila says with a sweet grin back. There's a bit of teeth, though, tart teasing alongside the sweetness. And the fond.

Oh, is she ever fond of Jim, and it's clear enough for anyone to see.

"But, yeah," she says, glancing at Magneto. "We've worked together before. It just might take some...time and us being focused on it. Which might not let us be as observant..."

Hint, hint, hint, if anyone wants to help.

For a moment, he pulls a stern face but his body posture doesn't match - too open, too interested. "You want a guest on this ship to help you hack equipment which is probably something which will result in some serious penalty if we are caught?" His voice low, serious.

And then his face crumbles into a grin. "Elegant coding is the only way to go with that." A look out they had.

Just like Jim is just as fond of Gaila. Sure, it took him a while to figure it out. It took him losing her where he comes from, and he's still getting his feet back under him in regards to having her back here. It's a little confusing.

He gently nudges her arm with one elbow at the sweet grin thrown his way, eyes twinkling with mirth before he goes back to the coding--only to be distracted by that stern look on Erik's face.

Until it breaks into a grin. "Everybody's gotta bash my way with things, no love." It's teasing of course.

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