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[works-in-space.livejournal.com]

Kirk sits at the Bar, reading more Twain. He's in a quiet mood today. Company is welcomed.

[ooc:mun online for about an hour, then into slowtime]

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[works-in-space.livejournal.com]

"Yes, quite sure. Besides, I'm a carrier for a very rare disease. It's best you leave that kind of thing alone." Well, that is true, if merely just a way of offering a polite excuse.

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

"Wich disease? What does it do?" Suddenly, full of scholary interest.

[works-in-space.livejournal.com]

"A form of meningitis that doesn't exist on Earth. In my day, it's usually curable, but it remains latent in the bloodstream." A fact that he knows because his blood was used by aliens to practice an extreme form of population control. He would rather have been kept in the dark, all tihngs considered. "I wouldn't want to infect you or anyone you, er, bit."

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

"Meningitis... I think I have read about it in the library..." She nods again.