#2 Blending Reality

Posted on Sun Jan 29th, 2023 @ 9:27pm by Lieutenant JG Jamie T. Kirk/AKA: "Jim"

Mission: Vanished
Location: USS Amandora
Timeline: current

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Waking up in the morning Kirk sat up and stretched. She felt wonderful, more energetic than she had in months. Then, like a dam breaking, all that had happened last night as she got out of the shower came back to her. Throwing the covers off of her legs she went to stand and get out of bed, but her legs once again failed her and she went prone on her belly. "Damn it!" She hissed.

~Problems?~

"Not you again. Leave me be so I can at least have a piss."

~As you wish. Would not want another mess, now would we? And, please, no more crude language. It does not suit you~

Kirk actually found that amusing since she was about to drop another F-bomb at...herself? Going slow, making sure there were no tricks, she tried to get to her feet and was successful, making it to the lavatory without incident. Getting her business done she then came back out. "So," she said out loud to her quarters. "What's next? You want me to blow up the ship? Kill someone? What?" Jim figured the only way to beat this thing, whatever it was, was to play along. It was now obvious that it would not be easy to get rid of.

~It would be foolish to destroy ourselves, don't you think? As for killing others...that remains to be seen~

"What do you want?" Asked Kirk.

There was an audible sigh in her mind denoting irritation. ~Speak in your mind, fool. I am in your mind so there is no need to speak aloud. The crew will notice such odd behavior. Cease now or suffer~

-Fine. Is this better?- Kirk said in her mind.

~Much better. Compliance goes a long way towards alleviating problems. You will learn this or you will suffer. Period~

-As you say Big Kahuna-

~Do not call me that~

-Or what, Kahuna? You'll kill me? Go ahead, give it your best shot- This was risky but Kirk wanted to test some limits. What was the price for disobedience?

~You should not push, Girl~

Jim clutched her midsection, wrapping her arms around herself as she hit her knees, her insides feeling like they were on fire. She screamed and grunted in pain. If a Gorn was tearing out her innards it could not be more painful than this. Then, just like that, it was gone.

~The power of the mind is an amazing thing, when one knows how to wield it~

-I understand- Kirk said in her mind, slowly picking herself up off the floor. -No more Kahuna-

~Good girl. We are of a kind, you and I. I, too, have a stubborn streak. After all, I am you~

-So you keep saying, Ka-irk-

~Awww, you almost slipped. Focus fool. It is time for work, do not be late. It is not in our nature. Nothing should seem out of place~

Kirk gave nods to herself and went to the replicator. Not thinking about it as she tapped keys, her hand moving of its own volition, several items appeared folded on the reception table. Picking them up Jim disrobed from what she had on from bed and began to don the uniform. The red shirt was a crop top which came to just under her boobs as it was designed as a belly shirt, too. Jim paid it no mind as she put it on, over her head and making sure everything was properly contained within it since it was as elastic as her Underarmor sports bras. The garment had long sleeves and a mock neck, but nothing below the chest to tuck in. Shrugging (not herself) Kirk then put on the pants, which were very form fitting and displayed the contours of her form very well. Since she already wore black hot pants style Underarmor underwear there was no need to create more. But, once the pants were on she slid her hands down her form, from the boobs to her waist, and down the thighs, saying to herself once done. "I feel so yummy."

Sitting down she donned the boots she had been wearing since she came aboard, the knee-high black leather Starfleet boots with the all-terrain, no slip sole with a modest heel. Upon standing she took up her vest variant top, and once on and zipped up, it hid her belly shirt from view. As long as she did not raise her arms too high, or bend too far, the vest would not ride up and expose her bare flesh. No one would know. Deep in her own mind Jim found this mode of dress appealing, being naughty and secretive all at once. Making sure the vest was zipped up enough to hide any skin from peeking out, Jim Kirk left her quarters and headed for the lounge for breakfast. Her timing was in accordance with her normal routine, so eating before Bridge duty was a must.

Walking into the lounge Kirk spotted Resch at a small table, the one they normally ate at together. As she stood and looked at him, his attention on a PADD, she grinned to herself, her expression both seductive and mischievous. She let it happen for a few moments before she got herself back on track and the grin went from lustful to friendly. But, as she had come down here from her quarters she had noticed one thing. She kept squinting. There was nothing in her eyes, and they were not strained, but the brightness of the lighting seemed to irritate them, causing a headache to start to form. Headaches were not uncommon with hypertension, and her body was still sore from the seizures, which she could chalk up to the physicians as a hefty workout session. ~Bases covered, Girl. You got this~ She thought to herself. Moving forward, bringing out the cheery voice for this Kirk, which she despised, Jim said hello to Resch and sat down. She was famished after last night and all the vomiting. What she needed was bacon, eggs, sausage, and a variety of juices and a protein drink.

Yin and yang is a Chinese philosophical concept that describes opposite but interconnected forces. In Chinese cosmology, the Universe creates itself out of primary chaos of material energy, organized into the cycles of yin and yang and formed into objects and lives. The Universe is governed by a cosmic duality, sets of two opposing and complimenting principles, or cosmic energies, that can be observed. It was everything her science was based on, and how she had made all this happen. The Empress would surely recognize her efforts and reward her well.

All this went through THIS Kirk's mind as she sat down and acted as her same old pleasant self. The game was afoot, now the question was; could she pull this off?

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