You know...

[smartass_captain]

To be honest, I'm kinda starting to wonder if you like getting me into trouble and hurt a bit too much.

I'm not that bad. Maybe next time think about if you're gonna be able to finish a thread you toss me into before you just half kill me for convenience sake.

That fucking hurt. So, thanks for that.

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[notalldead]

Hey, at least y'all didn't lose an arm. I mean, it didn't hurt, but...

[smartass_captain]

Oh, hell. Did Daisy get that back on you?

[notalldead]

She did, actually! First time she's had to do it for me. Felt darn weird, I'll say that much.

Glad to hear either way that y'all were out there fightin' the good fight.

[smartass_captain]

I ended up spending most of the fight coordinating civilians trying to help out with the wounded.

[notalldead]

Still important! The less casualties, the better.

My writer keeps thinkin' about how this was such a 'great' event which is kind of a spit in the eye. I get they had fun, but have some class, miss.

[betarade_spill]

Praytell, whom be this "bones" mine player be tempted to invoke toward thee?

[smartass_captain]

My CMO, best friend, sarcastic southern medical genius with so-called 'legendary hands'.

He says it, not me.

[uhurajustuhura]

Are you okay, Captain?

[smartass_captain]

I will be, Lieutenant. Don't tell Bones though.

[He lifts up his shirt just a bit. Mighty big bruise on his side.]

That was wide open a bit ago, but I'm on the mend.

[uhurajustuhura]

[She grimaces.]

Still, that's not exactly nothing.

Dare I ask what happened?

[smartass_captain]

Would you believe me if I said 'demons'? Because I didn't until a huge spider thing was trying to impale me with its spike legs.

[This sounds bad, Jim. Explain, quick before she gets that look.]

Was tryin' to save someone. I didn't exactly jump in for shits and giggles.

[This time.]

[uhurajustuhura]

[He often gets 'the look.' But at least these days there's usually more respect somewhere behind it, even when he does those stupid things he's always bound to do.

She raises her brow, dryly.]

Well, at least it wasn't a Klingon.

Alright, so did you save this someone?

[bornsnarky]

Having read the rest of this comment chain - sorry for peeking, ma'am - what in the flaming hell are we going to do with him, Nyota?

[smartass_captain]

I swear to god Bones---

[bornsnarky]

Can you stop trying to get yourself killed? Maybe for a day, even two?







[ooc: I am so glad I know you a bit now and McCoy can be a shithead to Jim - a concerned shithead but a SHITHEAD XD - without me worrying quite so much that you'll feel like that's how I feel ooc.

tl;dr please don't think that's how I feel ooc, lolll.]

[uhurajustuhura]

[She smiles a little. Really, it was only a matter of time until Bones showed up.]

I'll leave him in your very capable hands, Doctor. I'm sure you can handle the captain.

[bornsnarky]

[He smiles back, reluctantly. Not reluctant because it's her. He adores Uhura. Reluctant because he's so freaking worried about Jim.]


I suspect I'm gonna need a dart gun and a really big net.

[uhurajustuhura]

[Bones is family, they both are. And she knows exactly how he feels - she's seen this look on his face many times before, after all.]

We could always try tying him to his chair. As much as he likes that chair, I'm sure that would't be considered torture for him.

I love you both ooc no worries.

[smartass_captain]

Nyota don't you dare leave me with this asshole. Please?

Awww the feeling is mutual, dear.

[uhurajustuhura]

I wouldn't want to come between you and your doctor, Captain.

[bornsnarky]

Jim what the hell.

[smartass_captain]

Awww.

It's not my fault this time!

[bornsnarky]

Uh huh.

Do go on.

[Running his eyes over you, frowning]

I miiiight have made him fight demons. He lost.

[smartass_captain]

[Awww hell. It's the look. Everyone is giving him the look. This is all your fault, mun.]

You would have rather I let Clint die?

AS;DLFKJAS;DLFKJ

[bornsnarky]

[You bet your ass you're getting the look. Hmph.]

...no. But Jesus, Jim.

Is this Clint okay? And how the hell are you standing?