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Feb 18, 2010 04:14

Apart from the exploding terminal in the corner that still had a tendency to spit sparks every now and then, Rec Room 6 was a quiet, serene environment that McCoy was gratefully taking the opportunity to enjoy. There were a few people milling about here and there, but he hadn't taken much note of who, engrossed as he was in the recent medical ( Read more... )

boredom is boring, bugger me it's an open post, jeezus mccoy's doing something

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emma_mccoy February 18 2010, 06:12:58 UTC

Em poked her head into Rec Room 6 when she heard the minor sound of an explosion. Curiosity always had gotten the better of her. She was surprised to find her son...well the one from another universe sitting there, engrossed in some sort of reading.

"Hey, stranger." she offered.

country_doc February 18 2010, 14:00:15 UTC

Not hearing Em approach over the sputtering sounds of the broken terminal, he shifted at the sudden voice, seating himself a little more upright and lowering the PADD whilst offering a smile up at her. "Hey. Sorry, didn't see you there - was in a world of my own." He placed the PADD on the arm of his chair. "How're things?"

emma_mccoy February 18 2010, 17:24:55 UTC

"Would insane aptly describe what's happened so far with my supposed afterlife?" she grinned. Em sat next to him on the couch. "What's got your attention? Medical journals?" she teased.

country_doc February 19 2010, 23:03:36 UTC

"I think 'insane' would aptly describe most situations around here at the moment." He shifted up slightly to make room for her, casting the PADD in his hand a withering look when she mentioned it. "Oh, they're thrilling me, alright," he drawled dryly, hitching a sarcastic eyebrow and smirking. "Can't think of anything else I'd rather be reading."

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canadianbill February 18 2010, 08:41:36 UTC

Bill hadn't seen much of McCoy. As such, when he entered the rec room in search of a lost sweater (which he knew he'd had yesterday, goddammit), his first thought upon seeing the familiar profile was that there was an errant De in the area.

He wandered over. "Hey, you," he began, lightly. "What the hell are you doing down here on your own?"

And then the De-shaped person looked up, and Bill realised, with a belated sense of embarrassment, that this was not someone he knew well enough to address with any such familiarity. He had the grace to blush slightly, his smile half a shrug.

country_doc February 18 2010, 14:00:36 UTC

Judging from the spreading look of embarrassment on Bill's (well, it wasn't female, so it must have been Bill's) face and the familiarity of the previous greeting, McCoy took a wild stab in the dark as to what must have happened.

"Looking for someone else?" He asked shrewdly, a friendly grin curling the corner of his mouth.

canadianbill February 18 2010, 14:03:29 UTC

"Uh..." Bill scratched behind his ear and grinned. "Sorry. Yeah, I thought you were De."

He paused. "I mean, I wasn't looking for De; I don't think he's lost. I just. Yes."

Bill wondered why McCoy was here instead of screwing Spock somewhere.

Manfully, he intercepted this thought on the way to his mouth and managed to turn it into an apparently meaningless cough of inquiry.

country_doc February 18 2010, 14:52:00 UTC

It was odd that, considering how long they'd been here, McCoy had still had little interaction with any of the actors apart from De. Perhaps this would be a good opportunity to change that?

"So were you looking for anything in particular, out of interest?" He had the look of a man on something of a mission, and after all people were always losing things on this ship (like tricorders, which he swore must have grown legs and walked off somewhere on it's own).

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sehlatbear February 18 2010, 14:14:13 UTC

His exhaustion was plain through the bond. It was a small thing to follow it, find him.

She sat, quiet, in the chair across the table from him.

"Leonard, why do you avoid our quarters?"

country_doc February 18 2010, 14:52:26 UTC

He valiantly tried to hide the fact that he'd started at the voice, looking up at the figure somehow suddenly seated in front of him without him noticing.

"How do you do that, teleport?" He shook his head and waved the irrelevant question away. "Never mind. Why do I...what?"

sehlatbear February 18 2010, 15:02:24 UTC

It was not like she could not sense his surprise.

"I can feel your exhaustion. But you have not been... home to us since we returned."

Her head tilted, eyebrows drawn together.

"Evidence suggested you appreciated changes enacted by the transporter; thus I cannot fathom your absence."

The long absence had left Spock uncertain - their reunion had been urgent and pleasing but...

country_doc February 18 2010, 15:56:54 UTC

"I'm not 'avoiding' you, I can tell you that much." He paused and ran a hand through his hair, thinking how to word it. Wasn't surprising that they'd noticed, really. He was being an ass again. "Thing is, Spock...for a man who works in space, I've never been much good at dealing with things like this." He gave a self-deprecating smirk. "You've probably noticed. And if I'm honest, this whole transporter thing's wrong-footed me a bit. It's not like I'm complaining about it, but even so, it's taking time to get used to it."

He shifted his legs from the table and leant forwards, closing the gap between them slightly. "I don't mean to distance myself. Admittedly it always seems to happen anyway, but it's not a reflection on anything you've done, don't think that. It's just me being...well, illogical."

It occurred to him that, to be quite honest, he was probably rambling, but he hoped it would get his point across anyway.

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