punch_it: (Not Going to Cry)
Captain Jane T. Kirk ([personal profile] punch_it) wrote in [community profile] a_mused 2014-03-25 02:57 am (UTC)

Leaving Hendroff down there was the point. Jane nods imperceptibly and watches Chekov fly from her chair to get to the transporter room. They needed their best at the controls because Jane still wasn't sure what they were dealing with.

She pages medical, insists on quarantine procedures, and then drops her head in her hands.

"Uhuro, get in touch with the planets leader. We don't want any unnecessary fights." She stops and shakes her head, swinging in her hair to face her first officer who has been observing her with a deliberately neutral expression that Jane only now realized was shrewd.

"Spock, take the conn. I...am seriously emotionally compromised." Jane gets to her feet and rubs a hand over the back of her neck. "She's all yours. I'll be in my quarters."

She swept one last look around the Bridge and the stunned, sympathetic expressions facing her. She could not fail them. She knew when to back down from a mission she was too close to.


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