Alright let's do this.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

 ...Clones?


Clones. You want me to go to a goddamn island in the goddamn future full of self aware clones.

And you want me to be a clone along with the rest of the madhouse.

No, no, and no. Not gonna happen. I don't care if there's a clone of Jim, I don't care if the whole damn command crew is there in clone form, I'm not going.  Between space or the clones, I'll take space in a heartbeat; flares and Klingons and hobgoblins and all.

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[oldfashionedfutureboy]

She wants a cast?

[He snorts, clapping Jim on the shoulder.]

I'll give 'em one alright. A full plaster one like they used in the dark ages. Sticking you in a prison with chips and only Spock for company's just cruel.

[kwirkin]

The fact that she's laughing right now is kind of worrying. Trust me, her laughing is a bad sign. A very bad sign.

[He's learning!]

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

If you're not worried when they're laughing you're out of your goddamn mind. That's when you hide.

[kwirkin]

Yeah, I figured that out right around the time she threw me in prison. While grinnng!

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

Grinning is as bad as laughing. Hell, breathing is as bad as laughing. They're a lot like you that way.

[kwirkin]

Oh, come on!

I'm not that bad.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

...

[kwirkin]

Lately.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

Jim.

[kwirkin]

I'm in prison, how much trouble can I get into?

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

D'you want a list?

[kwirkin]

God, no. Spock already makes enough of those. No lists.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

That's his job. Making lists and keeping you alive since I'm not there. Dammit, Jim-

[Once had been enough. More than enough.]

Just keep your head down.

[kwirkin]

[Oh. That is Bones' serious face. Okay, then.]

Bones, I'm okay and I'll be okay. Don't worry.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

The day I'm not worried about you getting your ass handed to you is the day I'm dead. And since I'm in no hurry to meet my maker it's not coming anytime soon.

[kwirkin]

I always squeak by, you know that? You've gotta relax, Bones, you'll give yourself a heart attack.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

And who's fault is that? If you kept yourself out of trouble and listened instead of running your fool mouth and landing us all in hot water I'd be able to relax.

[kwirkin]

Hey, I listen! And you're not the one in hot water right now.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

Because I follow regulation.

how many accts do i have? too many. took me 3 tries to log into the right one.

[kwirkin]

Spock follows regulation and he's in prison, too. [So...there?]

I am saved by dint of not having that extension on this computer

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

Spock'll also listen to you if you badger him long enough.

OH MY GOD I SWEAR I LOGGED OUT.

[kwirkin]

Point taken. I'm still reasonably sure this one's not my fault.

oh god I'm laughing I'm sorry

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

Jim, are you breathing?

/hangs head in shame but at least it's the right acct this time

[kwirkin]

What does that have to do with anything?

I'd be doing it too if I was on the right computer. S'awright.

[oldfashionedfutureboy]

If you're breathing it's your fault. End of story.