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[kirktastic]

Come on in, Bones. I forget I even have this office sometimes. *gestures to the bottle on his desk* Look what I even won off of Scotty. Yea, I know we're supposed to be on duty, but like hell I can get through this story being completely sober.

*eyes the chair in front of his desk, then leans forward* Have a seat.

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[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

*sits backs in his chair, finishes his drink and pours more for both of them* If you want them gone, Jim, I'll find a way to get them out of there. I promise you that...

I didn't use to believe in any of that shit. But all of this... we found each other again, all of us. Somehow, through all the strange and different paths we took, all of us managed to get back on board this ship and- *sighs*

Yeah, I guess someone or something is trying to make sure that you two... You're gonna do great things together, Jim. Discover new species. Save planets. Make history. All that good stuff you wanna go out there and do. He's supposed to be your partner for that.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Maybe that's just what's supposed to be. This whole crew... this whole crew found itself again. Even I can't believe its all just coincidence. We met purely by accident, you and me... or so I thought.

*looks up* No matter what universe we find ourselves in, no matter who I'm supposed to be partnered with, I wouldn't want it unless I had you there too, you know that, right? I'd chose you over any Vulcan without even a second thought.

*downs the liquor*

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

*laughs* When I think about what it took to get me on that shuttle... I didn't fucking want to go. Unpacked twice, almost didn't make it because I was so goddamned late getting there. But I didn't want to disappoint Pike - he'd come all that way to recruit me, and- something told me I had to go.

*listens to Jim, nods with a little smile* That's how I know the other one, that he's not you. Cause I could let him fly out of here tomorrow with anyone he wanted and not think twice. But you- *finishes his own in one gulp, grasps his glass tight* - you are not going anywhere without me. Ever. Even if it's just- you know, us being friends. I'm not letting go of you.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

I left everything behind when I went to that shuttle. Didn't take a bag with me, gave my beautiful motorcycle away in front of the shuttle. I don't even know why I decided to do it, but I'm glad I did. Something inside... just told me... I had to go. Yea.

*hand jerks just a little, making liquor run over his fingertips.* ...Bones...? *looks up to his friend* What do you mean 'just'?

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

*Knocks on the door rapidly*

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

*jerks a little more in his seat, surprised* ...I... who is it?

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

*looks at door, then at Jim* Go ahead.

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

*opens the door slighty and jumps*

Oh! I am wery sorry, Captain, Doctor. I did not know you were busy.

I, eh, hawe a report from engineering that you must see, sir. The transporter has broken (http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink/7586.html?thread=18393762#t18393762), I think; a primary particle modulator exploded. They report no casulaties, captain, but we will not be trawelling at warp with this problem. The rest of the modulators are linked too closely to the warp driwe's power relays.

Also, Doctor, thank you for releasing us from quarantine.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

*looks down at his PADD* Look, Jim, I gotta run. We'll finish this later, alright? Go take care of your ship.

*gives him a look as he stands to leave*

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...Wait, Bones. *gives him a look in return* This talk isn't over.

[dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com]

*very quietly* I know. Soon.

*turns, nodding at Chekov as he walks out the door*

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

*nods back quietly and moves to let him through the door*

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

*follows his walk out the door, then lets out a slow, slightly confused sigh before turning his full attention to Chekov*

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Hell. This is the last thing we need... Where's Scotty? I'm assuming he's already on top of this?

Quarantine... oh you're that Chekov. Sorry, I can't tell the two of you apart at all.

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

Mr. Scott has already started to fix this problem, Captain. But there are some parts he has said must be gotten from the nearest starbase. *hands him a list* The nearest starbase will take us sewen hours to reach with sublight engines at maximum, if my calculations are correct.

And, ah, yes, I am...uh, me, sir.

[[OOC: Chekov: master of terrible, terrible timing. :D]]

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

*looks as Bones leaves the room, lets out a slightly confused sigh, then looks back to Chekov* Right, right.

*takes the list, looking it over* Seven hours? That's not too far out of our way. Get us underway, we don't have any choice. We're going to need to get the repairs finished.

...Seriously, I can't call you BOTH Chekov. That's just too confusing. Pick a nick name or I'll pick one.

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

Yes, Captain, right away!

And...eh, you can call me anything you like, sir?

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...

I will not say any of the dirty things that just came to mind.

Will your boyfriend have a conniption if I call you Pavel and the other Chekov Chekov?

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

нет, I do not think he would mind, Captain. B-boyfriend...? *flushes* Gaila and Lieutenant Uhura already call me Pavel, this is no problem!

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

Pavel, then. Problem solved. *ponders* Are you two rooming together?

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

N-no, not really. The only time we hawe roomed together is under quarantine. Though we are on the same deck, exactly twenty-fiwe metres away, sir.

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

...Instead of annoying your current roommates, why not put in a request form to change your roomming arrangements?

[only-sewenteen.livejournal.com]

It has been only fifteen hours since the quarantine, I would think this would be too...fast, maybe? I am not sure. I am sure sure of much these days.

I will talk to him about this, I think. Thank you, Captain!

[kirktastic.livejournal.com]

I'll keep my ears open, Pavel. You're welcome. *grins*