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Happy Valentines Day @missadvancedweaponry <3

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GUYS!!!

Legit I now work with a Russian guy named Pavel who is a huge Star Trek nerd. The shift I just worked was the best damn thing ever :D

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It’s Christmas tomorrow Bones, won’t you loosen up just a little? But fine, if you’d rather not, I’ll let you return to your duties.

Xmas Kisses for Bones~ (You can respond to my TOS Jim if it's easier? ^^)

Jim, what in the hell do you think you’re doing?

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Well Bones, I’m offering you a kiss...as per the tradition. I certainly didn’t hang the mistletoe up...if it’s in the med-bay, I put it down to yourself or Nurse Chapel. But since it’s here, above our heads, and one of the few traditions we’ve managed to keep aboard the Enterprise for Christmas...where’s the harm in a little fun?

Xmas Kisses for Bones~ (You can respond to my TOS Jim if it's easier? ^^)

Jim, what in the hell do you think you’re doing?

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“Indeed you do Doctor Marcus.” He all but purred, his arm slipping around her waist to draw the woman in close. He kissed her gently, a tender motion filled with as many unspoken words as those spoken over the time they had kept this little thing between them going. It was hardly a secret anymore, and despite rules and regulations, Jim was sure his crew didn’t give a damn so long as he was happy. Which he was.  As he broke from Carol, keeping one hand over hers, their fingers laced in a way that meant he could command her attention for just a moment, he slid a case from his pocket and held it before her. “And early Christmas gift for you.” He stated, letting her take the strange object and turn it over in her hands. It was a black case, slim and small enough to fit in the palm of her hand. One side has a small blue bow, barely the size of a silver quarter, placed with careful consideration. When it became clear that Carol was unsure of how to open his ‘gift’, Jim chuckled, taking her hands and guiding them, his fingers over hers as she found the edge and pried it open.

As she did so, he took the opportunity to drop to one knee.

Jim stands beneath and sprig of Mistletoe hanging above the door. When she enters the room, he offers his hand with a smile. "You know the old Christmas tradition right?" He asks, drawing her in close.

“You have definitely made me well versed these past few years.” Jim had always been one to keep more of the old-fashioned traditions alive. Physical books with pages and the scent of old libraries, actual Christmas trees, and of course…

“Mistletoe, that’s the one that as long as we are standing beneath it together…” Carol took his hand gently that he had been holding out to her. She allowed him to take charge then and pull her close. There was a moment of silence, and she glanced up to the mistletoe and then down to Jim, a smile on her face that only grew the longer she held his gaze.

“… I believe I have a kiss coming my way.”

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Jim nodded, feeling the weight lift from his shoulders as she took his hand and finally allowed that barrier she’d created to be crossed. It had taken months of careful words and thought out actions, all leading up to this. He knew he could never hold a candle to the man she’d told him so much about. To the soldier who’d fought and died to save the world just as strongly as he would fight to save his own. Countless nights of sleepless dreams, memories that were and were not his. He’d never been sure how to tell her that he knew... That he, James. T. Kirk, could retell each and every story she’d shared from his own perspective. From the fallen soldier she still loved so dearly. “Yeah...traditions are a staple for normal life aboard the ship.” He heard himself say, swallowing back any nervousness as he stared into those stunning eyes, ones that he knew, that he loved and that he’d fallen for all over again in this life. Jim closed the distance, closing his own to press a delicate kiss to Diana’s lips, his hand slipping to rest at the small of her back, the other intertwining their fingers.

Jim stands beneath and sprig of Mistletoe hanging above the door. When she enters the room, he offers his hand with a smile. "You know the old Christmas tradition right?" He asks, drawing her in close.

It seemed suspiciously planned, but Diana didn’t mind. In fact, a playful smirk was on her features when she put the two things over her. The small ornamental leaves above his head and the look on his face. The same face she could remember from so long ago.“I have read a thing or two about it.” And honestly she had been around when it was still commonality for the festive holiday season the end of the year brought. Taking his hand, she allowed him to bring her close. It had been a line she had drawn before, to not allow herself to slip into a sense of comfort with someone who wasn’t who she saw when she looked into those same bright blue eyes. But his invitation, his smile, maybe just once…“It’s nice that you are trying to bring some tradition to the Enterprise.”@i-joined-on-a-dare

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Send 💬 and my muse will say what they really think about yours.

No holding back!

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And...

“A Merry Christmas to the Love of my life. I hope you have an Amazing day Carol.” //A.k.a. Merry Christmas to my best friend in all of the Interweb-dom @missadvancedweaponry. I hope it’s filled with love and smiles for you my dear <3

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Merry Christmas Everyone! I hope you all have the best time ever <3 - Z x

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//I shall go fourth and have a nose and I look forward to the discussions :D

“You and me both Scotty. As nice as an Admiral badge would be, they don’t fly and you know me. Born for the stars.” He chuckled and rest a hand on the Scotsman’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “Well now we have her back, I know you’ll take good care of her. And I’ll do my best to make sure we avoid any more encounters like that. Evasive manoeuvres early on...I can’t let it happen again.”

(JIM!! YOU'RE BACK! :O)

//Hi! And yes, I needed time to settle into my new job XD Hope I didn’t miss too much.“How’s my ship fairing Mr Scott? I trust she’s just fine in your capable hands.”

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"Lt. Cheryl Kingsbury, stellar cartography. It's an honor to be stationed aboard the Enterprise, sir."

Jim looked over his newest crew member with an air of scrutiny before nodding.“I take it that I need no introductions, but the fleet is a stickler for following the rules so...” He extended a hand to her with a smile. “Captain James. T. Kirk. We’re happy to have you on board Lieutenant.”

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//That’s good then! I hope Scotty’s Ship of the Day is still running ^^ I missed those.

“Glad to hear it. And yourself?”

(JIM!! YOU'RE BACK! :O)

//Hi! And yes, I needed time to settle into my new job XD Hope I didn’t miss too much.“How’s my ship fairing Mr Scott? I trust she’s just fine in your capable hands.”

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(JIM!! YOU'RE BACK! :O)

//Hi! And yes, I needed time to settle into my new job XD Hope I didn’t miss too much.“How’s my ship fairing Mr Scott? I trust she’s just fine in your capable hands.”

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(I would love to RP with your Jim. :) )

//If you fancy slinging a starter my way, I’ll respond when I can, my work means tumblr has to take a back seat most of the time so replies won’t be the quickest I’ll admit XD

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[Flirt Meme] Carol caught him placing his keycard into the reader just outside his quarter's doors. Stepping between Jim and the door, she smirked and said nothing at first. Instead it was just a silent stare between them. But once her words were carefully thought over, she spoke. "You look like you might want some company, Captain?"

“Well...that sounds like a damn nice idea Doctor Marcus...” He said, his voice cracking a touch on her title. His eyes lifted, following the line of the corridor and back to the other end, checking for any prying eyes.“Get inside.” He ordered, grinning.

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