[ Kirk is not an early riser, despite time in the academy and it's pseudo-military training. He is even less happy to be up when he finally registers what is being said. He had only been through one, and it had not been fun. He did not wish to go again, but his name was on that damn list. And he knew that fighting it would only cause more problems. Besides, maybe this was a chance to learn something, something they couldn't trapped inside their bird cage.
He got out of bed and tugged on his black pants and boots and, for the sake of his own comfort and mental security, worked into his yellow Star Fleet shirt (which holes newly made to fit his wings). It wasn't as if it gave him any real authority, but it did make him feel more confident, and that was something. He secured his phaser into the holster on his belt and moved to have goodbyes with Spock. This would happen mere months after they... no, don't think on it. It just made it harder.
Prepared, he headed out and through the streets to the teleporters, figuring anyone else out this early was one of the lucky chosen few. ]
Action - Star Trek House to the Teleporters
He got out of bed and tugged on his black pants and boots and, for the sake of his own comfort and mental security, worked into his yellow Star Fleet shirt (which holes newly made to fit his wings). It wasn't as if it gave him any real authority, but it did make him feel more confident, and that was something. He secured his phaser into the holster on his belt and moved to have goodbyes with Spock. This would happen mere months after they... no, don't think on it. It just made it harder.
Prepared, he headed out and through the streets to the teleporters, figuring anyone else out this early was one of the lucky chosen few. ]