[This is Jim Kirk. He's a handsome fellow, smart looking, wearing some cool space age clothes that clash horribly with his hair. He's been at the hotel for about a month now, and tried every little thing he can think of to get out and failed so horribly that he's what only be described as pouting. He's moved around some of the chairs so that he can sit with his feet propped up to watch the movie. Distract himself. Old Earth things are cool, alright, they don't make it like these anymore and trying to figure out what the hell is going on is kind of fun.
Oh-- did you want any of that popcorn? That's nice. The bowl is sitting in Kirk's lap and he's definitely going to eat the whole thing if no one stops him.]
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[This is Jim Kirk. He's a handsome fellow, smart looking, wearing some cool space age clothes that clash horribly with his hair. He's been at the hotel for about a month now, and tried every little thing he can think of to get out and failed so horribly that he's what only be described as pouting. He's moved around some of the chairs so that he can sit with his feet propped up to watch the movie. Distract himself. Old Earth things are cool, alright, they don't make it like these anymore and trying to figure out what the hell is going on is kind of fun.
Oh-- did you want any of that popcorn? That's nice. The bowl is sitting in Kirk's lap and he's definitely going to eat the whole thing if no one stops him.]