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[Catty is looking totally relaxed, leaning forward with her elbows on the desk, and her chin resting on her hands]

Hey, so, I can timetravel. [Yup just slamming that out there] And even though it's gone super weird here and I can't touch anything when I got back, or even have anyone notice me, it's still good for overhearing things. [A beat] Which, um, I haven't done to anyone here. So you know.

But I was thinking, there has to be some point in the past where things related to us were discussed, right? And if no one can see or hear us...well, we might be able to find out something interesting. Or important.

[She sucks in a breath, straightening] But I don't want to keep this to myself. So I'm asking for volunteers who don't mind stepping into a tunnel between space and time and exploring history. Vanessa'll tell you that it smells like cabbage, but she's kind of finicky. It's totally safe, and it doesn't smell bad at all, I promise. [yes it does] I think I'll be able to take four people back? My only real thing is that, if you come, you have to share what you find. It's not fair, otherwise.

[She gives a casual salute] Okay, Catty out! Just let me know if you're interested, okay?

[OOC: If your character is volunteering, please read this and sign up!]

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[REASONABLE REQUEST, RIGHT? I mean, she's a teenage girl, she's well within her rights.]

Yeah, absolutely. I'm free right now.

[Otherwise known as: please help me take my mind off losing my first officer. Jim has a tendency to throw himself into work mode when he's avoiding things, whoops.]

[yes she is just a teenage girl nothing more than that nope]

Me too! Well, mostly. Let me wrap up a few things, and then I can meet you...somewhere convenient? Where's good for you, Captain? [She's totally getting a kick out of calling him Captain ngl]

You're in-- [he squints at the decor, visible in the original message.] what, Wood, right? Guess that makes us neighbours. [Since. Fire and Wood are adjacent, so that's cool.]

There's a cafe near the border close to the centre of the city. Works for me if it works for you.

Sure, no problem! See you there soon.

[It's about a half hour later when Catty clatters her way into the cafe, looking slightly out of breath. It's only now she's here that she realises that she has no idea what the guy she's meeting looks like.

Easily solved] Captain Kirk! Are you here?

[He raises one hand in a sort of salute to flag her down. He's sitting at one of the tables, legs stretched out in front of him. He's wearing his command golds and he looks brisk and scrubbed and presentable. He stands as she approaches and holds out a hand.]

Hey, Catty, right?

[Catty turns around, hands tucked neatly behind her back and - oh. Okay. that sure is - okay] Wow. [And then she's just going to make the face in her icon at herself before offering Jim a bright smile, taking his hand and giving it a firm shake. She reaches out as she does so with her mind, brushing lightly over his. It doesn't seem like he's here to hurt her at all, so that's a good sign]

That's me! I have to say, you're not exactly what I pictured when you said Captain.

Let me guess. Older?

[He takes it in stride, good-natured. He ain't even bothered, tho.]

Uh, that's definitely one word for it. Yes. [Jesus, what is he doing with his face. Existing?? Stop that. She slides a little deeper into his mind, and while there's a few dumb decisions floating around in there, there's no bad intentions. She slips back out again.] How long've you been a Captain for?

[... thank you for that less than flattering dissertation on his decision making process excuse you. :C]

Little over a year. It was kind of a fast track.

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