#172 Yin Meets Yang

Posted on Sat Jan 28th, 2023 @ 11:14pm by Lieutenant JG Jamie T. Kirk/AKA: "Jim"

Mission: BUGS OH NO!!
Location: quarters
Timeline: current/somewhere in between

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After her shift ended Jamie Kirk went to her quarters and stripped down. After seeing Green so happy and meeting the man she had fallen in love with, Jim was impressed. He may have looked like an older man but his stance and how he carried himself said something different. Hopefully he could keep up with Ro. Stripping down in her bedroom Kirk went to her bathroom and turned on the shower, taking her hair out of the ponytail she had had it in and shaking it out as she tossed the tie onto the sink. With steam filling her bathroom she stepped into the stall and closed the glass door behind her, the feeling of the cascading hot water heaven to her skin. Jim took her time washing her body, enjoying the lather and suds and then rinsing them off after. Her hair came next, with Kirk making sure to work it well and remove all the debris from her day. Again, she spent a long time rinsing it, allowing the water to hit the crown of her skull and cascade down through her thick, long locks and down her body.

After all the soap and suds were gone she closed down the water and opened the stall door, moving to step through and onto the shower rug at her feet. But, as she passed the threshold of shower to bathroom she felt an odd vibration go through her body, like a bass speaker set to maximum volume and pressed to her chest and meant for a stadium show. Behind her eyes the world began to flash randomly, her vision disrupted by it and causing her to see the world around her as if in a strobe-like setting. The flashes in her vision were like taking blows to the head and she did feel dizzy with a case of vertigo. Jim stumbled forward out of the shower stall, falling to her knees and feeling a sudden chill all over her body. There was a clear slime covering every millimeter of her body, her hair caked to her cranium with it, her eyes being blurred by it even beyond the flashing. Knowing her quarters Kirk crawled forward to the wall and used a hand to steady herself upright on her knees when she was hit with queasiness. Her body expelled forcefully, sending her to all fours again as she vomited and vomited, and then vomited again. There was nothing there, just saliva and stomach acid.

Clutching her now cramped belly and heaving for air Kirk fell to her side in the fetal position, her body crying in pain as she was wracked with muscle spasms and began to go into a seizure. For several minutes it was all her body would do, writhing all over the floor, twisting and turning and vomiting some more. As the seizures began to subside she crawled on her belly back to the shower, back to the stall so she could rid herself of the slime which was cold and clammy on her skin, chilling her to the bone. Her belly crawl was slow and inexorable, her muscles still twitching along with her cramped abdominal region. That was when she realized she had also wet herself due to the seizures and the pain. Her eyes still flashed but that too had slowed in its pace, allowing her vision to correct itself more with each passing minute.

~Wash yourself Jamie~

"I'm going!" She said to herself, her voice hashed from all the vomiting, her jaw clenched in pain and anger as she spoke through her teeth.

~Your weakness is pathetic~

"Fuck you!" Kirk hissed. It had not dawned on her that her own voice in her mind was talking to her as if she were another being, accusatory, cynical, and sarcastic. And, in a word; malevolent.

~You must clear all evidence of this. They will not understand~

Finally, back in the shower stall, Kirk got to her knees and used a hand to steady herself on the wall, reaching up the other to turn the water on. It felt wonderful, all that hot water sluicing away the slime on her person, and the vestiges of her own filth.

"I don't understand."

"On your feet!~

Jamie did as she was ordered, getting to her feet despite her shaky legs. Her own voice was driving her actions, but now that she was calming down and coming back to where she was, Kirk realized that even with the voice in her mind being her own, it was still not really her somehow. It was...different. "Who...who are you?"

~I am you, fool. The real you. Your true self you have only forgotten~

"Yeah," she chuckled derisively. "Okay. Well, ME, what next?"

~Don't be snide. We need to clean all this up, as I said. No one must know the truth of this~

"Why not," asked Kirk. "I have nothing to hide."

~Your obstinance has forced my hand. I will awaken you when all is safe~

Kirk did not realize it when she blacked out, that part of her mind closing down and imprisoned back into the far, dark corners of her subconscious. However, outside that side of her mind her body moved of its own volition, controlled by her inner self. She washed up, dried off, cleaned the mess she had made and then went to bed. The presence within her, her own self, kept her locked away for the night; asleep. As this Jim Kirk slept in body, the other Jim Kirk began to work in mind, redirecting synaptic pathways, opening knew pathways, and gaining more control. Possession at the subatomic level.

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