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[he knows he can't stop anyone from going, which is fifty percent of the reason he makes this a public broadcast instead of filtered. his transmissions starts with a file transfer. it comes with a photo pulled of the subnetwork, and detailing how to get to the start of the maze, located next to the Oxygen Garden. he'd rather people be informed than go wandering about, after all.]

{file transfer::// START.jpg}

Alright people, whatever we've caught is lethal. We need people in fit condition [or as close to it] to be assisting in the search. Anyone heading into the maze, do not go alone, do not go unarmed, and be careful.

Enterprise, we leave at 16:00 hours.

[ooc; feel free to use this post as IC coordination for heading into the maze/forming groups if you want! also this is pinging anyone Jim might not have talked to about going into the maze with him, ie: Asato, Godric, Todd, Jane Sheppard, Jack, etc.]

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Aye. This I know.

[ He notices the hand across his forehead. Then- ]

Where are you now, Captain?

Board room on deck 17.

[his official unofficial office.]

Want me to meet you somewhere?

[ A beat. ]

You need more strength during the journey. [ Remember what he did to you when you first came into the medbay? He means that. ]

[right. yeah. that. good.]

I've gotta pass medical on my way down anyway.

[ A soft noise of agreement. ]

I will wait.

[ In the meantime, he's packing some of that athelas that he's promised. ]

[it's fifteen minutes, maybe, before Jim is down there, en route to meet his away team. as promised, the doors to Medbay hiss open when he arrives, and his gaze sweeps the room in search of the king.

he already has a bag over his shoulder, courtesy of Spock, filled with provisions for what Jim expects will be more than a one-night stay in the maze.]

[ Aragorn has the athelas packed in a translucent bag along with a thermos of hot water (it's one of the things he's found in the medbay when he had a little bit of spare time) when he sees Kirk, and he turns around and strides towards him immediately. He looks at the Captain and notices that the blue has seeped in even further since he has last seen him- but there is little use to worrying.

He holds the items in one hand, immediately pressing the other, callused one against Jim's forehead. There's a slight fever, and Aragorn concentrates hard, closing his own eyes. It might just be a little stronger than the last time. ]

[he glances at the bag and the thermos, likely with hot water, hopefully it'll still be hot by the time they come out of that maze (it isn't), but his gaze comes up to Aragorn as the king comes toward him. he stands still, knowing what's to come even if it might appear somewhat intimidating. Aragorn isn't a small person, and his stride is with purpose, despite how gentle his hands are when he lays them on Jim.

still, when he closes his eyes and presses that magic a little harder into him, Kirk's hand comes up, catching the older man's bicep to keep himself steady. his vertigo was already off without someone attempting to fix his insides, or aid them, and though the end effect leaves him feeling a little stronger, it still rocks him at first.]

[ Aragorn feels the hand around his bicep and he bites down hard on the insides of his own cheek, feeling sharp stinging pain and tasting blood- and using the sudden spike to keep his feet stuck to the ground. He closes his own free hand over Kirk's shoulder, holding him even steadier, before he opens his eyes.

It doesn't seem to do much at first, because black spots so utterly obscure his vision. But Aragorn blinks and shakes his head hard, forcing his eyes to clear by sheer will, before he turns to look at Kirk. ]

Keep safe, Captain.

[it's the fact that Aragorn grabs him back that has Jim's own concern spiking. he's not an idiot, he can figure out that this was more than just some magic mumbo jumbo. hell, he'd read the novels (on paperback, no less). it was different, seeing it come to life though.

being the cause of it.

Jim doesn't let him go right away, blue eyes bright and searching his face until Aragorn can steady himself.]

You take it easy yourself, alright? The last thing we need is the King of Men passing out when we need him most.

[Jim stop fourth walling.]

[ It's bad form for the healer to show that he is weakened in front of a patient, and Aragorn lets out a breath and berates himself silently - for how can he help them have hope when it seems that he cannot cure himself, much less them? He bites at the raw wound inside his cheek again, and when he meets Kirk's gaze he nods.

(It feels strange, the use of the title here. Most here are Men, but he is no King of them. No, he rules over Men who are not here; Men whom he has left behind.) ]

Aye. [ Softly, and he smiles. ] I can say the same for you, Captain, for 'tis you the ships looks to for guidance.

[ A beat. ]

I am a Ranger and a Dunedan. [ A reminder: you know this. ] I will not fall easily.

[Kirk watches his face as he speaks. strain is on both of them, and despite how hard they try to keep up the facade of being alright, they both know the truth of it. just like they both know neither of them will give up until their hearts stop beating.

and even then, they have the tech on this ship to possibly keep them going.

Jim reaches out to him, clasping his hand around the ranger's forearm, meeting his eyes unwaveringly.]

See you when I get back, then. [he says earnestly, and after a heartbeat, steps back to head out of medical.]

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action because i love kirk too :3

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