Locked to fuck_mars

[noplaceunmarked]

 Watch your tone McCoy. * he growled.* Yes you're doing a good job handling it, mostly, but don't cross me, or you will regret it. Go to sleep. We'll figure it out in the morning.

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[fuck_mars]

You're not my dad, can't tell me how to talk to ya. [ He says laying himself across his cot and pulling the blankets over him. ]

[noplaceunmarked]

You're right, I'm the captain, my words has a little more pull up here. You got two choices, listen, or spend the day in the brig. *he was getting fed up, all James wanted to do was sleep.*

[fuck_mars]

[ He rolls his eyes at the man and pulls the covers over his head muttering whatever, a few minutes later the kid is asleep. ]

[noplaceunmarked]

*Jim smiles at how the young man is similar to the one he knows. He thinks of his own ones as he falls asleep once more for that night.*