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[winscenario]

Who: James T. Kirk & you!
What: Finding out about his blood magic spell (blood telepathy) + Odin's compulsive honesty curse
When: Early/mid April
Where: Around
Rating: PG? Just a bit of blood but not expecting anything more.


I ▹ BLOOD MAGIC

Jim should have figured they wouldn't come back from that cave entirely unaffected. The last time he died he ended up with a soreness in his shoulder and down his side that has never quite vanished, sometimes even prickling and feeling a little numb, so when he actually can't sense anything different in him for days after they come back, it starts to feel like something is just strange or off.

It starts with vague dreams, at first; he can hear droplets fall, something dripping, dripping... it's not until the third night that he notices that the droplets are dark red, thick, pooling on the ground, spattering around. Then he begins to hear voices. Unintelligible words, and it's his voice reaching out, calling, the whispers and the sound of the falling blood drops growing louder and louder, almost deafening, until everything goes still and quiet and all he can hear is his own voice:

Listen to me.

He doesn't know what compels him to try this in the morning, but he does: he goes out to the field at the farm, and he takes out a sharp knife and nicks himself on the finger with it. There's a prickle of pain and he hisses, but instead of focusing on that, he closes his eyes and thinks of a specific person, someone he knows, and reaches out with his mind.

The message is short. A test, just to see if it really does what he thinks it should or not. Somewhere in the city, someone should be getting Jim's voice ringing in their head...

This is Jim Kirk. I'm at the farmland in Sigyn's district. If you can hear this message, please come meet me here.

II ▹ COMPELLED TRUTHS

Like many others, Jim doesn't escape Odin's curse. He's not a secretive person by nature, however, nor does he tend to lie, so he doesn't worry much that he might say something he doesn't want to. However, depending on what hour of the day someone runs into him, he may be feeling less or more frustrated with the curse that compels him to speak the truth, even when unasked or unprompted.

On the other hand, he might instead run into someone else who's affected. He won't use that to his own personal gain, though he might tease just a bit if he's comfortable with the person... But he won't be mean, really.

((ooc: for this prompt, basically feel free to write up your own starter as you think might best suit the compelled truth curse! I'm open to anything at all.))

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[iustise]

John cannot help his surprise at the hug, Jim's hand on his face, the lingering feeling of his lips against his cheek. Nor can he help what is certain to be a somewhat stunned look on his face in return, if only for the briefest of moments, before he does his best to pull himself together again.

"No," he replies, somewhat breathlessly, though in his defense, he has a right. "I don't suppose that anyone will. Not in this place. Although the other party will have to be agreeable in the matter."

He raises his eyebrows at the other man. "Wherein lies the rub."

[winscenario]

It was sort of an impulse decision, but he can't say he regrets it at all when he sees that stunned look on John's face. If anything he seems to be a little too pleased with himself.

Jim chuckles, shrugging. "I think you may be surprised by how many guys are into guys, around here." Not that he's going to tell John how he also slept with Klaus. He doesn't think he'd be John's type, anyway. "I'm not telling you to fling yourself at the first pretty man you'll see. Just that... if it happens, and you meet someone nice that you like and that likes you back, just go for it. Screw reason, do what you want."

[iustise]

John can't help but laugh at Jim's words, raising his eyebrows in return.

"Oh, well. That's a relief then, Captain. I think we both understand that pretty men are hardly to my taste, after all." He flashes a smirk at the other man, perfectly content to leave his flirtation there, although the honesty curse of course compels him to elaborate, "Give me a handsome challenge to any pretty macaroni that should fall into my lap. Should we discover ourselves near I have always found there is much more pleasure in the chase."

The words are out of his mouth before he realizes just exactly what he's said, and it's perhaps far more forward a thought than he would ever admit, certainly without a drink. John cannot help but raise a hand to cover his mouth after the fact, uttering out a soft, "Jesus."

[winscenario]

Jim opens his mouth, ready to be incredibly offended that John didn't think he was pretty. However, John somehow manages to beat him in terms of surprising things to say, and now his mouth hangs open for entirely different reasons.

"John!" He gasps, then laughs, far from chiding him. He knows John can't help it, after all. He covers his own mouth, though in his case it's more of an attempt to cover up the flushed color spreading across his cheeks.

"Please, tell me what you really think," he laughs, teasing him. "I'm kidding, by the way. I think that was plenty honesty to last us for a while, don't you?"

[iustise]

It's obvious that, though his forced honesty is quite obviously above and beyond anything he'd care to have admitted to the other man, he has by no means offended the other man, and so he lowers his own hand after a moment, his own cheeks more than a little flushed with color himself.

"It relieves me to hear your laugh again, my friend," he replies, which is again another bout of honesty but this one he will take. "Even if it is at my expense."

[winscenario]

Jim did mean it when he said that John would have a hard time offending Jim in any way. Albeit a little bit flustered, he's very much relieved to hear John speak so candidly. He just wishes it wouldn't take some honesty curse for that to happen more often, because this side of him is absolutely delightful.

"Hey, I'm laughing with you, not at you," he chuckles, swatting a hand lightly at John's arm. "But see, I told you I wouldn't be upset. You're my friend and you're important to me, John, nothing's ever gonna change that."