"...stupid twenty-first century archaic bullsh--"

"Oh. There we go."

"This is Dr. McCoy, I'm busy right now so if you leave a message I'll get back to you when I can. If this is a medical emergency, stop leaving me messages and get your ass to the clinic. Moron."

"And if this is Jim, the answer to whatever it is you want is no. Just no."

BEEP!

Bones came back from his shower suddenly very glad he wasn't the type to walk around in just a towel. Because there was a guy on his bed ( Read more... )

It had taken the better part of yesterday and today, but Bones had managed to sanitize his new living space. It really was unfair. He had hardly gotten a chance to settle in his dorm room and then he had to up and move somewhere else. And he hadn't even really settled in there. At least he had managed to get his hands on clothes that weren't his ( Read more... )

"Holy shit, I'm alive." He seriously had not been expecting that. Especially after everything got all dark around the edges and he fell unconscious ( Read more... )

Okay! Info post time. I can do this. Here is Dr. Leonard "Bones" McCoy of Star Trek fame. The new Star Trek. The one lacking Shatner. That one.

First things first, yes, this Bones is from the same post-movie universe as captaininthree even though he's a student and looks like a teenager. Red Matter is a helluva drug substance. Look, if it could transport Nero ( Read more... )