Jim Kirk watched Uhura storm away for a few minutes before making his way to the Alpha Quad. He already knew her name. Nyota. Nyota Uhura. Star of Freedom. He just wanted her to tell him, to give him permission to get to know her better. Jim didn’t know why he bothered. She was just as bad as all the rest who only saw George Kirk’s son. Jim had very few friends who saw and accepted him as he was. Uhura was bright and smart; he had hoped she would turn out to be one of the few who’d see past the illusions and bravado and get to know the real Jim Kirk. Too bad she was as blind as all the other sheep.