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[The CES is just being kind of ordinary mid-European countryside today. Trees, grass, a lake, rocks, sunshine, all that jazz. There are also two tents near the lakeside: one of them is that horrible burnt gold Starfleet command colour and the other one is green and black. Yes, these are tents belonging to the most predictable people in the universe, shut up.

Shego is sitting on a rock with her toes in the water, paging through a day's worth of network entries because she hasn't bothered to check it yet. Kirk is possibly off being eaten by a wolf somewhere, she doesn't know or care much.

It's kind of weird getting all this stuff backwards. A couple of people talking about some drama or other, then some nerd in a horrific tie talking about friendship, Angelica warning against married life, drama, Amanda being crazy, the Doctor talking about....huh. Then a couple more bits and pieces and finally the revelation that Sexby beat the hell out of the Marquis for some reason or other.

Huh. Oh well, nothing that impacts on her at all so she doesn't really care.]

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"Yeah, no, if it's my honor I'll just go right ahead and break your face. I can defend myself."

"Then I'll just put you in zero and then where will we be?" Jim honestly hoped that this never even came to pass because if she ever let herself be killed again, he was pushing her off the side of this boat himself and then he was going home. That would be the last straw.

"Don't do anything stupid and this won't be a problem."

"I never do anything stupid." Bold claim, Shego.

That made Kirk laugh. It had a little bit of a bitter tone to it, because deep down he was still mad at her for the whole mess with the Joker and maybe some cruelty to it as well. "Yeah, me either. I also don't drink like a sailor and I don't have a starship."

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Yeah, Shego knew exactly what the topic of derision was here. She made a vague insulting gesture in Kirk's direction that, all things considered, she'd probably learnt from him. "Oh, bite me. So I did one thing, I was crazy and a hard reset felt like a good idea at the time."

"It was still stupid," Jim answered. He gave her another nudge with his foot a moment later, making the official decision to drop that topic before they both got all riled up about it again. "Let's go for a walk."

Just when she'd started to get used to lying down.

"Find my shoes and I will."

Her shoes were about ten feet away, next to her tent. She could probably even see them from where she was.

"Lazy ass," Jim muttered but he went to get them for her. Probably just for the sake of throwing them in her direction after he picked them up.

And then she was being pelted with shoes. Well, a shoe, because she caught the second one and took a moment to pull them both on before hopping down off the rock. At least she was dressed like a normal person; being pelted with a boot might've hurt.

"So are you over your 'secret Kirk babies everywhere' turmoil yet? I forgot to ask."

She would've deserved it.

Kirk shrugged a little bit. He'd thought about taking her suggestion and going back but in the end, it wouldn't have been worth the effort. A good number of them were dead in the attack on Vulcan and he couldn't even begin to start on his days in Iowa and the surrounding area.

"Pretty sure I'll never really be over the idea. But I don't feel like harassing women about it."

"Great. That's....healthy. I think." She tucked her hands into her jacket pockets as they walked. "And fits in nicely with your ongoing 'not going back to those losers on the Enterprise' agenda."

Jim gave her a glare out of the corner of his eye for that. There would be a reason why he never talked about it. And that would be because he was in love with the grudge he had against the lot of them. "I have a job to do here."

That'd be a more convincing argument if you were actually doing it, Kirk. But she knew not to say that, because the last thing she wanted was for him to make any serious attempt to Warden her competently. She liked this current situation of them both being utterly unmotivated.

"Yeah, I know."

"Not that it's a very action packed job." He liked to think of himself as a realist. There wasn't any denying that he wasn't really pushing her hard towards graduation like some of the other Wardens. But almost two years together was a long time and that amount of time was more than a lot of people could boast.

"But I hate beating dead horses, so here we are."

"Here we are." She smiled sweetly at him. "I could always take up pointlessly stealing stuff and hurting people if it'd make your life more interesting."

"Then I would lose respect for you. Petty thieving and bullying? You're better than that. And not in the do something bigger and more evil way, cause you've proven you're better than that too."

She scoffed. "Oh really. When did that happen, sport?"

"When you spent the past year doing nothing terribly evil."

"Spare me. At best, that proves I'm lazy, or I have a functional sense of pattern recognition. Nothing evil anybody ever does here ever lasts, so why bother?"

"Nothing really evil lasts in the real world either."

"Whatever, I think we both know I'm not talking about anything fundamentally evil here. I'm just saying, I'm not better than anything, I just know there's nothing I could do here that'd be worth the consequences. I'm not some member of the 'irrational brainwashed crazy' brigade who does stuff because they don't know how else to exist."

"You're just lazy. And we're beating a dead horse again."

"Look where we are. We sent the whole stable to the glue factory like six months ago."

"And nothing's stuck." That was a terrible joke but.. it was too late to take it back. "What a horrible waste of horses."

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