[ Be calm. Panic is counterproductive. But the truth is panic is the logical response. He has been up and down these corridors three times and tried every door that does not lead to someone's private quarters. Most are locked. It is an enclosed space, he memorises the length and width of every corridor, the smell of the specific wood used for the doors and walls. There is no way out. He'd be curious (an inter-dimensional nexus? how fascinating) if he wasn't annoyed, keeping that tamped under a calm, placid exterior. Kirk's own duration of stay had not assuaged it any - the agitation shows only in the slight twitch of his fingers as he picks up and examines every item that's not nailed down, replacing it with care and moving on to the next one at speed. ]
→ courtyard
[ It offers some respite from the busy morning he's had, and he's content to stand absolutely still, focusing on a distant point. There's no incense that came with him - this is the most conducive quiet environment to attempt balance. ]
→ main lobby
[ He's absolutely certain there was a hallway here where he woke up initially, except the door seems to have mysteriously vanished. As it's ludicrous for it to have been imagined (the dust and friction from the carpet were wholly real to his sharper senses), it must have been sealed off. He takes to tapping the panels, moving in a straight line down the wall, listening closely for one that rings false. It's here; he knows it is, and he intends to find it. ]
no subject
[ Be calm. Panic is counterproductive. But the truth is panic is the logical response. He has been up and down these corridors three times and tried every door that does not lead to someone's private quarters. Most are locked. It is an enclosed space, he memorises the length and width of every corridor, the smell of the specific wood used for the doors and walls. There is no way out. He'd be curious (an inter-dimensional nexus? how fascinating) if he wasn't annoyed, keeping that tamped under a calm, placid exterior. Kirk's own duration of stay had not assuaged it any - the agitation shows only in the slight twitch of his fingers as he picks up and examines every item that's not nailed down, replacing it with care and moving on to the next one at speed. ]
→ courtyard
[ It offers some respite from the busy morning he's had, and he's content to stand absolutely still, focusing on a distant point. There's no incense that came with him - this is the most conducive quiet environment to attempt balance. ]
→ main lobby
[ He's absolutely certain there was a hallway here where he woke up initially, except the door seems to have mysteriously vanished. As it's ludicrous for it to have been imagined (the dust and friction from the carpet were wholly real to his sharper senses), it must have been sealed off. He takes to tapping the panels, moving in a straight line down the wall, listening closely for one that rings false. It's here; he knows it is, and he intends to find it. ]