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[notinfrontoftheklingons]

If that will be all, I should return to my consulate.

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[hes_deadjim]

I didn't want to remind you, but there was that time with the pollen...or that time you two decided to play at the whole gangster thing....

If you didn't secretly like gallivanting off with Jim, you might have started with reminding him that the captain's supposed to stay on the ship most of the time.

[notinfrontoftheklingons]

Citing regulations at the captain has never proven an effective method of deterring his more... creative command techniques. And given the choice between accompanying him, and remaining onboard to observe his actions from afar, where I was unable to provide frequently needed support, I logically preferred the former.

[hes_deadjim]

[McCoy gets a slightly soured look. Damn your logic for being so...so logical. Stop that]

Or he'll find some loophole, but over half the time I find you to be a partner in crime and taking just the same amount of risk.

[notinfrontoftheklingons]

[ Sorry, Doc, but that's what you get for calling him mellow. ]

The proportions of risk I and the captain accumulated were hardly equal, Doctor. And they were both several times over outweighed by the benefits my accompanying him produced. A conclusion you yourself have come to on more than one occasion, have you not?

[ He's calling you a gallivanter, Bones. Are you just going to sit there and take it? ]

[hes_deadjim]

Lord above, you aren't going to wave around risk percentage comparisons between the two of you at me! It's still too damned risky; with you two, a scratch can range between an actual scratch or nearly having your arm blown off. Hell, you'd probably step on a nail and call it an inconvenience!

[he's thrown his hands up in the air.]

And I come along as insurance, because dammit if someone's not gonna end up needing a doctor by the end of one of those missions.