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asimaiyatTitle: "Extreeeeme!"
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Sulu + Kirk friendship
Rating: PG -- language, grown men risking their necks for no good reason
Summary: What do you do to take a break from constant stress, chaos and danger? Obviously, extreme sports!
AN: Forsloth. She wanted "Sulu and Kirk as adrenaline-fueled bffs." Thanks for the idea, bb!
The steep hill (or maybe mountain, given the size of the planet) ended in an abrupt drop-off of about thirty feet, at which somebody had thoughtfully build a jump. Hikaru let his board fall away from his feet as he somersaulted through the planet's low-gravity atmosphere, falling fast enough to get a rush but not enough to break any bones on landing. He twisted in midair to land on his feet -- and promptly fall on his ass -- in a pile of impossibly fluffy, vaguely lavender-tinted snow, and executed a little rolling maneuver to avoid being hit by his falling board. He glanced at the spot a few feet over where Kirk was lying in the middle of a severely deformed snow angel, laughing and trying to catch his breath at the same time.
"Holy crap!," Hikaru panted. "Can we do that again?"
"Hell yeah, as many times as we can afford. Best snowboarding in this galaxy, I'd say."
"I'm not sure. I liked that place where the four-foot spikes pop up out of the ground at random intervals."
"That's because you, my friend, are sick and evil."
Hikaru raised an eyebrow. "That would be why you hang out with me, right?"
As they hiked back to the lounge to buy another hour on the slopes (and check out the scene for cute snow bunnies -- for Kirk -- and buff ski instructors -- for Hikaru), he idly considered how bored their crewmates must be, having universally opted to spend their leave time, of all things, relaxing.
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Pairing: Sulu + Kirk friendship
Rating: PG -- language, grown men risking their necks for no good reason
Summary: What do you do to take a break from constant stress, chaos and danger? Obviously, extreme sports!
AN: For
sloth. She wanted "Sulu and Kirk as adrenaline-fueled bffs." Thanks for the idea, bb!The steep hill (or maybe mountain, given the size of the planet) ended in an abrupt drop-off of about thirty feet, at which somebody had thoughtfully build a jump. Hikaru let his board fall away from his feet as he somersaulted through the planet's low-gravity atmosphere, falling fast enough to get a rush but not enough to break any bones on landing. He twisted in midair to land on his feet -- and promptly fall on his ass -- in a pile of impossibly fluffy, vaguely lavender-tinted snow, and executed a little rolling maneuver to avoid being hit by his falling board. He glanced at the spot a few feet over where Kirk was lying in the middle of a severely deformed snow angel, laughing and trying to catch his breath at the same time.
"Holy crap!," Hikaru panted. "Can we do that again?"
"Hell yeah, as many times as we can afford. Best snowboarding in this galaxy, I'd say."
"I'm not sure. I liked that place where the four-foot spikes pop up out of the ground at random intervals."
"That's because you, my friend, are sick and evil."
Hikaru raised an eyebrow. "That would be why you hang out with me, right?"
As they hiked back to the lounge to buy another hour on the slopes (and check out the scene for cute snow bunnies -- for Kirk -- and buff ski instructors -- for Hikaru), he idly considered how bored their crewmates must be, having universally opted to spend their leave time, of all things, relaxing.
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Date: 2009-07-12 06:13 pm (UTC)Glad you liked it. :)
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Date: 2009-07-12 06:15 pm (UTC)