It's a possibility. [He leans on his stick, looking at the table but not seeing it.] It's no joke out there. And I think most people in this dome who've never been there might not realize it. This dome is all well and good, but none of it changes the fact of what's out there. That there are those who actually live out there...I don't know what that means.
I think it means that some things we've been told are fundamental truths
aren't.
I know it's not a joke, going out there. It's dangerous and who knows
what's out there. But that's part of it too. What if we could find
something? Something to help cure this disease or open up a way home? What
if some part of an answer is lying out there, forgotten, because no one's
bothered looking that far?
I think it's worth a shot, at least.
[ He shrugged. They were just his thoughts on it, but more and more he
looked at the eggshell they lived in and wanted to see what was out there.
Curiosity, and a true belief that remaining stagnant within the Dome
wouldn't do any good for anyone. ]
[Difficult not to think about everything that's gone on since either of them showed up.] Perhaps I should be a pool hustler, too. I'll be fabulously wealthy in no time.
It's hard to see you as a slice of history, when I've seen almost every inch of you without clothes on. It ruins a little of the mystique.
[ He raised an eyebrow, because damn right he went and looked up those ads, Mal. Like he wasn't going to try and find them once you told him about them. ]
[Yes, it's what he does for a living, here. Being told what to put on (or take off) and how to pose himself so he can help shill products. He's not necessarily embarrassed by it, not so easily, or he wouldn't be able to do it--but still, he looks away, running his tongue over his bottom lip.] Fair enough.
I think the boomers would have a few choice words with you about the bravery of going out there, but--thank you. [His expression softens.]
I know it's nothing small, what we did. But it's still...hard to imagine being part of history, no matter how many times it's said in speeches. I'll be dead long before I'm put in any historical footnotes, I think.
Maybe. But you guys helped change a lot of things, helped open all these new possibiltles. So, it makes me glad that I got to meet you.
[ He looks to Malcolm, his smile soft, but sincere. It wasn't every day you got to meet someone of Malcolm's caliber and history, and for all Kirk wasn't the most serious of people, he could appreciate the opportunity for what it was. Even if he didn't remember it should he go home, he'd savor calling Malcolm his friend while he could. ]
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I think it means that some things we've been told are fundamental truths aren't.
I know it's not a joke, going out there. It's dangerous and who knows what's out there. But that's part of it too. What if we could find something? Something to help cure this disease or open up a way home? What if some part of an answer is lying out there, forgotten, because no one's bothered looking that far?
I think it's worth a shot, at least.
[ He shrugged. They were just his thoughts on it, but more and more he looked at the eggshell they lived in and wanted to see what was out there. Curiosity, and a true belief that remaining stagnant within the Dome wouldn't do any good for anyone. ]
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Besides, it's just as dangerous in here, at times.
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[ He sighed and shook his head, coming around to Mal and nudging him with his shoulder. Enough of serious talk. This was supposed to be fun. ]
I think I'm in danger of losing this game too.
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What? No. It's a legit sport here. I had my first race not that long ago - took third, and a nice chunk of prize money.
[ He went to his comm and sent Malcolm a few pictures he had taken of himself in the suit as well as the bike. ]
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But don't worry, I'll always like you for you, not your money.
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[ He raised an eyebrow, because damn right he went and looked up those ads, Mal. Like he wasn't going to try and find them once you told him about them. ]
But maybe there's a fanboy part. Maybe.
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[ His voice is a bit softer, watching him, leaning on his pool stick. ]
You guys - you were all something else. I mean, it took guts going into space like that, even with Vulcan help. It's pretty damn impressive.
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I know it's nothing small, what we did. But it's still...hard to imagine being part of history, no matter how many times it's said in speeches. I'll be dead long before I'm put in any historical footnotes, I think.
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[ He looks to Malcolm, his smile soft, but sincere. It wasn't every day you got to meet someone of Malcolm's caliber and history, and for all Kirk wasn't the most serious of people, he could appreciate the opportunity for what it was. Even if he didn't remember it should he go home, he'd savor calling Malcolm his friend while he could. ]
And you aren't half bad at pool either.