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sirenspull_logs2012-03-09 03:22 pm
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Because it's somehow my job to keep you out of trouble. . .
Who: endowedcaptain (Kirk), doesfeel (Spock) & doctor_mccoy (McCoy)
Where: Kirk and Spock's not-quite-bachelor pad
When: After McCoy's ninth cup of coffee and his educational afternoon spent holed up in a local diner. Here
Summery: It's not a surprise that McCoy ends up here, somehow he always finds himself caught up when 'trouble' and 'Jim Kirk' are involved. But things seem peaceful... and since when do Vulcans come in pint-sized?
Warnings: impending use of foul language, lets be honest.
endowedcaptain (Kirk), doesfeel (Spock) & doctor_mccoy (McCoy)Where: Kirk and Spock's not-quite-bachelor pad
When: After McCoy's ninth cup of coffee and his educational afternoon spent holed up in a local diner. Here
Summery: It's not a surprise that McCoy ends up here, somehow he always finds himself caught up when 'trouble' and 'Jim Kirk' are involved. But things seem peaceful... and since when do Vulcans come in pint-sized?
Warnings: impending use of foul language, lets be honest.
[At least the layout of the city makes sense, because nothing else seems to. It isn't that far of a walk back to the apartments that he'd come from that very morning, though the derelict part under full sunlight was a bit unsettling and he talks himself through not thinking about what exactly had happened to make it that way. He can take comfort in knowing his own temporary residence isn't terribly far from Jim's own, and the sort of uncomfortable knot in his chest of having ended up stranded in an unfamiliar place and time is, at the very lease, eased by the promise of a reunion. (though it hasn't been long by his own count... not six months anyway.)
McCoy eyes the door suspiciously once he reaches it, mildly amused by the presence of a knob while trying not to think how unsanitary manual entry was... especially in public places. God, who knows where all those hands had been-- He settles for knocking instead, a sharp rap of knuckles against wood.]
McCoy eyes the door suspiciously once he reaches it, mildly amused by the presence of a knob while trying not to think how unsanitary manual entry was... especially in public places. God, who knows where all those hands had been-- He settles for knocking instead, a sharp rap of knuckles against wood.]