re: recent threads in which jim is jim.

[hischair]

Irene, Koriand'r, Carol ... That's hardly what I'd call a list, especially inside a week. I don't know what you find so funny about it, and I cleaned Bones's sheets afterwards so he can't complain.

[ THANKS FOR LETTING HIM USE YOUR PLACE, BRO. ]

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[medicos]

[ i wish i have a facepalming icon because that's what bones is doing right now. ]

[hischair]

[ He's being very industrious, almost like he was when planning tactical advantages at the Academy, tongue pressing up against his teeth. ]

Bones, how many buttons are on a medical tricorder?

[medicos]

One. [ the on/off switch. ] Why?

[hischair]

... I drew a lot.

[ Folding the note, he hands it over. ]

[hischair]

oops

[medicos]

[ bones unfolds the paper and stares.

and stares.

and stares some more. ]

Are those supposed to be tricorders?

[ THERE IS NO FONDNESS AND AFFECTION IN HIS VOICE SHUT UP ]

[hischair]

Yeah, and my chair and a hypo, and some hearts beating. You're pretty bad at art if you can't even tell that, y'know.

[medicos]

I'm bad, he says. I can't even read your damn handwriting. It's a wonder how you didn't misspell my name.

[hischair]

I forgot there was an extra 'C' but I put it back in. Right away.

[medicos]

[ he kind of goes silently thoughtful for a few seconds while he's staring at the drawing. it's missing something. ]

I thought that you have a patent on the nickname, Captain. [ c': ]

[hischair]

Yeah, but when I say Bones I mean you, and that's who you were before we met, so. You keep your bones in case they're all you have left again and I'll be around if it happens.

[medicos]

[ keep your bones in case they're all you have left again and I'll be around if it happens. okay, then.

bones is folding the paper again, carefully. lips pursed like he's trying to figure out something awfully sarcastic to say to that. i he can't come up with anything. ]

I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have more than my bones for a long while, kid.

[ thanks. ]

[hischair]

[ Don't thank me for doing what I want to. Grinning in agreement, he claps him on the arm. ]

Obviously. You can't even handle me.

[medicos]

I'm handling you just fine, as far as anyone's concerned.

[ he hands the paper back to jim. ]

It's not going to the rec room.

[ it's too personal now. you made it so. ]

[hischair]

[ Nope, not taking that. ]

You keep it, you're the one I flexed my amazing artistry skills for.

[medicos]

That's debatable.

[ the next time jim sees it, it's going to be framed and put up on the wall in his office c': ]

[hischair]

Don't be mean to your captain, Bones.

[ Best use of a picture frame since time began, really. ]

[medicos]

I might as well exercise my privilege while I have it.