three.

[ohmykethe]

Comments

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly]

[ McCoy's doctor senses are tingling. ]

Come over to the medical centre, kid.

[ voice ]

[ohmykethe]

Seriously, what is it with you motherfuckers and doctors. I'm fine.

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly]

Well.. for one thing, you should be grateful there are doctors in this damn village and secondly, I might as well kiss my medical degree goodbye if I just sit back and ignore this.

[ voice ]

[ohmykethe]

I am damn grateful, they just ain't for me. And you ain't ignored nothing, if'n this nagging's anything to go by.

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly]

[ flatly. ] Don't make me do a housecall.

[ voice ]

[ohmykethe]

Do whatever you like, if'n you wanna work for free.

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly]

I haven't worked for anything in a long time, kid. It's all right with me.

[ voice ]

[ohmykethe]

This place don't make no fucking sense.

Do what you like, I ain't gonna stop you.

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly]

Tell me about it.

[ sigh. ]

I'll be over shortly, then.

[ voice ]

[ohmykethe]

[Sigh right back atcha.] Building one, room five.

[ voice ]

[hippocraticly]

See you soon. [ and shutting the journal, he's on his way. ]

Aaaction?

[ohmykethe]

[And Mildmay is still in the kitchen, cleaning the wound in the sink and trying to pull the string out. He keeps a careful ear ready for any sounds of knocking or tapping or what have you.]

action!

[hippocraticly]

[ McCoy remembers the way to the community building after Kay's insane baking spree during the experiment -- not that he was much better -- and he raps his knuckles against the front door and waits before letting himself in. ]

action! let's pretend I said 'bathroom' instead of 'kitchen' back there.

[ohmykethe]

[...Mildmay has really gotta get proper locks for this place. They're on the first floor, this is ridiculous, he's going to get them all killed, etc etc.]

[He steps back out of the bathroom, wishing he looked a little more human. Added to the scar, the limp and the slur, the blood dripping from his hands doesn't exactly bode well for first impressions.]

You the doctor?

will do!

[hippocraticly]

[ in a multicultural world like Federation Earth, McCoy's grown accustomed to being taken out of his comfort zone from time to time. he knew about the limp Mildmay was afflicted with and his slurring and the state of his hand is no real surprise either.

so all in all, he doesn't seem particularly fazed by the other man's demeanour. Kay had painted a good impression of him already and he lifts his medkit in a greeting. or making it into a white flag. ] Well, I wouldn't be that much of a burglar if I went around introducing myself. [ McCoy drawls but it's all in good-nature. ] Where do you want to do this?

[ohmykethe]

[That's fine, Bones, Mildmay will just assume the worst anyway; in a monocultural city like the one of his birth, his current state is something to holler about. He assumes Bones is just particularly unflappable, which, let's be honest, is something he can respect, if not really acknowledge.]

[He shrugs, shuffling towards one of the stray chairs set around a makeshift card table in the living room.] Here's good as any. [He sits, holding out his hand like a clockwork bear.] Don't think I got your name.