Dear Bones,
Being back at the academy brings back memories. It is almost deserted except for there being a new whole batch of students walking down the hallways. Most of them are sophomores. I am a junior compared to them. Galia . . . I learned that she died aboard one of those ships that went to defend Vulcan. Oh god.
Sincerely, James T. Kirk.
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Dear Jim:
We all lost friends that day.
From Leonard McCoy.
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Dear Bones,
I was just approached by a man in black uniform. He handed me a datacard saying there is something I can do for Star Fleet. Said it was a simple errand. I am mulling it over right now. The number is right there. I am halfway to completing my senior year in here! I have a bad feeling about this guy and this. . simple errand. It doesn't sit right with me. He mentioned Admiral Marcus picked me for this specific mission. Geeze, am I that well known? Supposedly I am. He also claimed it would do Star Fleet some good. I haven't talked with Ambassador Spock since this whole ordeal had begun for me.
How is our Spock, anyway?
I haven't been sending message much as I should . . . I feel guilty.
Sincerely, James T. Kirk.
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Dear Jim:
Doctor McCoy has recently fallen ill and cannot respond to his letters until M'Benga clears him. Doctor McCoy has been infected with a unusual virus that M'Benga is working to cure. My current state is fine. Captain Pike's captaincy has been eventful. I have seen more than one letter that he did not send to you and I am curious as to why humans do not chose with the original. Then again the first reply is better than the failed previous letters. I was requested by McCoy to respond for him. It is your choice regarding the shady figure.
Doctor McCoy also told me to write: fuck off.
Which begs me to ask what you said in the last letter.
Live long and prosper.
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Dear Bones,
I am going to accept the errand.
I haven't replied in weeks because I have been getting ready for this simple errand which isn't simple at all. But it is 'strictly classified'. Shame, I really like to talk about it with you. I have been keeping up with my classes. If you were thinking I have not been replying due to Spock's reply then that is incorrect. As you see in the above paragraph. Spock has only assured me that the ship is in fine hands. I have not been sending letters to Spock. I have been busy with school work. Turns out there are some people who look at me with envy. Being the youngest cadet to get a ship and then it being taken away from me. I haven't been cheating with the tests but I had some help studying.
Guess you can call him my mentor.
I call him: Jim.
Wow, that sounds so weird.
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