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Lieutenant Commander?

Correct. Identification?

Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu

Mr. Sulu, you're a touch late. Just where in space and time have you been hiding away at?

[ there's a sizeable pause here. sulu isn't quite sure of his answer, even less certain how to put it into text. ]

I got held up looking for someone.
It was unintentional.

Ah. Did you find them, then?

No. He's gone.
He was the head engineer, before.

[Oh, Sulu. You know just the thing to make him zoom the fuck in on something.]

Just missed him, have I.
Clarify 'gone' for me?

[ he thought you would be interested. ]

By a single jump, Mr. Scott.
Gone as in no longer aboard.
I thought he'd gone walkabout, but he must have left via the jump.

Have a name, did he?

Isaac Clarke. He was a friend.
Tony Stark has the position now, since he's gone.

Didn't realize we were so official. Isn't that nice. People just vanish often do they?

Most departments have a head.
I can give you the list if you like.

Often enough. A couple come and go with every jump.
You were here before.

So I hear tell. All these misadventures and not even a good hangover to show for it. Don't suppose my bits were put in storage?

I've got what you left behind.
Boxed up when you'd gone.

You're a right saint, Mr. Sulu. I'll pop by for them, then.

I try, Mr. Scott.
I can stow them in Engineering, if that's easier for you.
I'm not much in my room.

Brilliant. I'm not much for being out of engineering.

I figured.
I'll be down as soon as I can.

Mister Scott, how's it going down there?

[Because clearly the only possible thing Kirk could be asking about is the state of the ship...]

We're still in one piece, captain. The girl may be a touch behind the times- apparently-

[There is only the smallest amount of defensiveness in that statement. Stupid pirates having a nicer ship than him, the nerve.]

But nothing that can't be improved upon by the right engineer. And crew, o'course. There's a few modifications that'll have us running at higher efficiency. That is- I, ah, dinnea suppose we ever chance upon some raw materials in our little jaunt into the unknown, sir?

Not as much as you'd like. In my time up here we've only stopped at two stations, and the only other outside contact we had after that was the pirate fiasco.

Now there's a shame. Certain we could lurch uncertainly through space at near twice our current rate with a touch of ingenuity. Aye. Suppose I'll have to weigh the risks and benefits of taking up praying to the buachailleen runnin' the lockers.

I'll cross my fingers for you. I can't say I've had much luck with them, I think the most interesting thing I ever got from them was a model of the Enterprise.

Hardly any shame in that, captain. She's a fine ship to keep on display.

You can say that again.

Perhaps the next time you procure me a drink or two. Or bottle, I shan't fuss over the details.

We'd each have to take a break in order to do that.

Perhaps in captaining. Down below, we consider it more a pick me up.

[well when you put it that way]

Maybe it's time I picked up a few shifts down there again.

A pleasure to have you, captain. With, ah, proper supervision, of course.

[His engines, Jim. You don't even know.]

Scotty, come on. I've been in and out of that engine room for eighteen months, you don't really think I'm going to break anything, do you?

[....unsure]

Not with malicious intent, I'm certain, sir.

Are— are you calling me incompetent?

Oh, certainly not, sir. Just hadn't known you to have a interest.

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