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While I understand that emergency protocols are presently enforced, should you possess the availability or inclination, Captain Ward has permitted our presence aboard the bridge.

[ oh, did that grab anyone's attention? he's sure hoping so. ]
With engineering devoted to stabilizing the Tranquility's reactor and shuttle bay awaiting potential E-Vac codes at the initiation of the jump drive- theoretically our best course of action would be to initiate manual override. At which point navigation could be re-routed and an attempt made to locate a suitable space station for the time necessary to make appropriate repairs.

Awaiting response.
Spock out.

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[ if they ask, it's for a reason. sulu's not self-centered enough to think there's anything he can do that either of them haven't had training for, so it must be something else. ( an away team, they picked you for the away team )

by the time kirk gets there, sulu's disentangling himself from the vent, rolling out of it more gracefully than he has a right to. he's dirty and his fingers are stripped raw from plucking through wires and screws and he'd always figured his first away mission would be something a little more dignified but. ]

Captain. [ a cough, then a crooked smile. ] Kirk.

[ there's a pause, sulu thinking about how in the world he's going to lay the flight crew's grievances at his captain's feet. they all have enough to worry about. kirk has enough to worry about.

wiping the blood on his jumpsuit is a stall. a necessary one, but still. ]

[his mouth quirks, and after what's gone on in the last twenty four hours, it's nice to hear that from someone without an ounce of sarcasm. still, he can see the pause in Sulu's expression. a there's something going on that Kirk feels he's gotten pretty damn good at picking up on since he's been here.]

How's it look up there?

[ sulu raises a shoulder in a half-hearted shrug as he unstraps the belt of tools from his hips. ]

We're not finding anything. Or I'm not finding anything.

[ if they could just find the problem, it'd be less nerve-wracking. but groping around blind with the jump approaching and people running around like chickens with their heads cut off...things had the potential to deteriorate all too quickly. ]

[Jim only nods, because that's what he was expecting but not hoping to hear.]

I'll get in touch with Resnik. [and he glances up to the vent; it's been a while since he's climbed inside a jeffery's. his gaze comes back around to the pilot] How are you?

[ there's a pause and then sulu sighs, and that's the real answer. that sigh contains multitudes, all the things sulu doesn't say. it's exhaustion and frustration and stress all wrapped into one gesture, but when sulu finally decides on words, they don't encompass any of those things because that's not a burden kirk needs ot bear. ]

I'm holding together.

[the sigh is enough, it's heavy, instead of a release. like a burden instead of relief, and Jim reaches out, closes his hand over Sulu's shoulder and squeezes.]

Once all this is over we'll go have ourselves one hell of a joyride.

[Jim's mouth quirks at the edges. we'll get through this, we've had worse.]

Edited (this is better and more leading!!!) 2012-11-02 05:17 (UTC)

[ sulu's fingers close around kirk's wrist. it's a comfort, it's meant to be a comfort and sulu holds tight for a minute, letting it anchor him. ]

About that.

[ he doesn't want to. this is his fault, it really is his fault more than kirk's, but-- ]

When I get back there's something I need to talk to you about.

Carolyn?

[he asks, and there's something wry in his expression as he nods, acknowledging what's to come. she'd been pretty damn worked up about what happened, which had been purely accidental on Kirk's part- but tensions were running high. he didn't hold it entirely against her.

he squeezes Sulu's shoulder one more time before letting go. now wasn't the time for the politics on the Tranquility. right now, he needed Sulu to be his pilot, and a Starfleet officer.]

Focus on the bridge.

[ there's a quick, sharp nod. that helps, in a way, that kirk has an idea of what sulu needs to say. but it doesn't negate the necessity of sulu saying, quick and blurted before kirk can cut him off-- ]

I'm sorry.

[ sorry that his department is pissed, sorry that sulu hadn't been as clear as he should be ( he's gotten lazy, gottne sloppy, in more ways than he wants to admit ) and that kirk had been left in the dark.

but there's an order in the next breath, one that's easy to follow, because sulu knows how to do that. sulu knows how to be starfleet through and through, and he's been kirk's man since the drill. this comes naturally. ]

I can do that, sir.

[he pauses when the I'm sorry hits the air, but Jim lets it go. he doesn't say Sulu doesn't have to apologize, just like he doesn't say it's okay. because the slip, as one of his officers, wasn't exactly okay-- but Jim understood. he nods again, and claps his lieutenant on the shoulder.]

I'm looking forward to hearing what you guys find out.

[and then he's looking up into the vent, glancing back to flash Sulu a toothy smile as he clasps the worker's belt on over his own regulation one.]

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

[ it doesn't mean he's off the hook. sulu's aware of that. but it's something that can be set aside for now. until this is all taken care of, until they've been to the bridge and back and hopefully figured out a way to get this ship moving.

kirk grins and sulu grins back. easy. instinctive. ( fencing. ) ]

That doesn't rule out much.

[Jim winks in response, then reaches up and, using just his arm strength, hoists himself up into the vent Sulu had recently vacated.

he could focus on this, now that he knew his team had it covered.]

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