The second wake up was just as exciting as the first, and though Jim had prepared himself for the nasty wake up call when they'd been told to enter the grav couches it still wasn't enough for the reality. So once more, when the world gives out beneath him and the tube wrenches from his throat, he hits the ground with no dignity and a wet slap and a cough ripping from his chest.

Fuck, was he ever going to get used to that?

He staggers to his feet and takes immediate account of himself and his surroundings. No memory loss this time, so he has to assume that part had something to do with their being pulled from their own universes. Though speaking of- there were a number of confused people he didn't recognize.

A new batch of people, just like they'd guessed. And that could mean...

"Bones," It's a murmur, and immediately Kirk goes to his locker to yank out his regulation blacks, dressing before he starts looking.