Kirk stared at him. His muzzy brain, struggling against restraints psychological and chemical, could not grasp what was going on. For one thing, Pike was talking like he had a future.
He'd seen men in the brig. Hell, he'd tortured them at Pike's command for less than he himself had done. That he was alive at all was an unlooked-for advantage Kirk didn't intend to squander but it didn't make any sense.
He was so tired.
"What difference it make to you what I think of that pervert? What are you doing, Pike?"
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Date: 2010-01-20 07:47 pm (UTC)He'd seen men in the brig. Hell, he'd tortured them at Pike's command for less than he himself had done. That he was alive at all was an unlooked-for advantage Kirk didn't intend to squander but it didn't make any sense.
He was so tired.
"What difference it make to you what I think of that pervert? What are you doing, Pike?"