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Thumping of blood. Breathing so hard it began to fog up his visor. He was tense, ready. Like charging into hell even, he was known for doing the impossible head on. His bright blue eyes gleamed, his blonde hair sticking to his scalp as he sweated. His hands clenched into fists, ready to-
"You are breathing too hard." His first officer noted. Captain James Tiberius Kirk sighed, letting out his tension. "I have done this before, Spock, just..it has been a while." "Since the destruction of Vulcan."
Kirk almost heard a pang of sadness in that. "..yeah." Spock shook his head,"It is alright. I have not tried this sport yet before, it would be...fas