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[boldygoing]

Jim Kirk enters the Nexus in a mild daze, still a little stunned at the news he's just received from Command. He doesn't look like he's shaved for a few weeks, but his black Starfleet Academy instructor's uniform is clean and his hair is neatly combed, so it's not like he's been letting himself go or anything.

He gets a cup of coffee on autopilot, before finding a seat to really think over what the hell just happened, a look of hopeful disbelief on his face, like he's been told something that's too good to be true.

"Have you ever had a dream job you never expected to get?" he asks after several minutes, looking up. "For those that haven't, if you knew you wouldn't be home for a couple years, what would you not leave without?"

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[boldygoing]

Jim downs the rest of his, too. Not that there was much left. "I think Command waited 'til my last class on purpose, because I'm pretty sure if I had to go back and lecture after getting that news, I wouldn't have my mind anywhere near Tactics," he admits.

[losthunter]

"Good." Hunter settles the bill quickly. The offers his hand to Jim. "We have a lot to celebrate, handsome."

[boldygoing]

Jim takes his hand gladly. "Lead the way."