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[works_in_space]

Jim Kirk enters the Bar in civvies.  Yes, the colors are more or less the same as his uniform, but the cut is very different.  To a 23rd century Terran, that would be very clear.  And after three months dressing like this more often than not, Jim is still not used to it.  He misses the uniform.  He misses the ship.  He misses everything about being in the fleet.  And while officially he's merely on detached service, he knows what that really means.

He takes a seat at the bar, orders a coffee, and asks if there's anything good to read today.