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captain kathryn janeway. ([personal profile] directives) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic2013-07-08 05:56 am

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[ captain janeway was certain of two things: one) there was no way of contacting voyager; and two) there were other federation signatures present in this strange, alien city that was eerily reminiscent of 20th century earth. neither served to please her, and she'd spent the better part of the morning trying to boost her combadge's frequency in hopes of setting up a homing beacon, but to no avail. she'd try again later, perhaps after dismantling this device she'd been saddled with, granted she could find anything worthwhile hiding beneath its infuriatingly pink casing.

as for those federation signatures... she was on the fence. while those frequencies possessed a distinct federation signature, they were also old and outdated, making use of a particular brand of waveform distribution that had been abandoned by starfleet before she was even born. the only reason she thought to scan for something other than the 24th century standard was her tendency to consider all possible variables, not just the most plausible. she'd come across enough in her time to not be too surprised by archaic federation frequencies, but wasn't so foolish as to trust them or assume they were really starfleet in origin at all. for all she knew, it was a cleverly laid trap, put there specifically to pique her curiosity and draw her in closer with a false sense of security and promises of home.

she debates contacting the source of those signatures directly, but ultimately decides against it, repinning her combadge to her chest and picking up the device instead. ]


This is Captain Janeway of the Federation starship Voyager. This act of hostility is unwarranted and without precedence. If we have done anything to offend you or have crossed into forbidden territory, I assure you, it was not intended, and we will do whatever it takes to reconcile the damages.

[ she shifts, sitting up a little straighter on the park bench she's laid claim to. ] In the meantime, I request to be put in contact with my ship. The sooner we clear up this misunderstanding, the sooner we can discuss opening the floor for diplomatic relations that do not involve unnecessary aggressive negotiations. [ why yes, that's a not-so-thinly veiled threat. ]
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[personal profile] hischair 2013-07-13 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't know what to make of Janeway, almost scanning her with a flicker of blue eyes when her hand covers his own. Instead of battling his way out of the corner he's been stuffed in (with snacks, admittedly) and letting his embarrassment color his anger over the proceedings, he listens with an obedience that he hasn't shown anyone in ... some time; she reminds him of grim bars and low words of gratitude into an amber glass, things that calm him down instead of inspiring rebellion like a hundred other people in authority did (and do). She reminds him of a placid figure calculating options, monotone and unruffled. She reminds him of balance that he doesn't have here alone, without someone like her.

His hand covers hers with a brief squeeze of gratitude, then Jim turns his attention to popping a couple of fries in his mouth to distract himself from where his thoughts are going. ]


I'll be heading out after we're done here, I want to start checking the places Uhura might have missed. You're welcome to stay with us if you're still here by nightfall, Captain. [ He nudges Leonard's shin with a foot, warm weight resting against his leg as Jim's tired mood sets into his limbs. ] That's alright, isn't it?

[ It's as if someone put a warm blanket on simmering coals to even out his mood. ]
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[personal profile] medicos 2013-07-13 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's interesting to watch how jim interacts with other people, particuarly people of the same or higher rank than he is, and clearly more experience with the field. jim's penchant for disregarding authority is notorious ( the various misdemeanour charges attached to his pre-starfleet medical file says a lot ), but there have been moments where he's followed the lead of others. firm but genuine kindness has always gone a long way with jim, something bones has firsthand experience in.

from a doctor and an observant's point of view, bones has a million reasons to be thankful that someone can put jim in his place, but as a friend, it's always nice to find someone who can calm him when he's feeling wroth. bones has had experience with that already, the loss of pike devastating in more ways than one. he's seen the worst of it happen and witness the descend into destruction after, and doesn't want to see it again. janeway, apparently, is the blessing in disguise that bones didn't know he's been hoping for ever since their arrival on this godforsaken city.
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You're welcome to stay for as long as you need, Captain.

[ he says genuinely, although his eyes slide to jim's after that, flat and unimpressed. no, he's addressed janeway specifically because he's not at all happy about the first part. he doesn't kick back or react otherwise when jim kicks him, returning to his meal instead, letting him know without words that he's displeased at his decision. the thought to stop him seems useless at this point, especially now that another one of theirs - starfleet is a family, after all, all things considered - has been taken by the city again. ]
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[personal profile] medicos 2013-07-13 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
You have my word as a doctor. [ and they should all be already aware just how highly bones considers his job.

true to his promise to jim, he agrees. although he's not satisfied in the slightest, he's professional enough - and no longer as pissed off as he had been that morning now that he's able to cool down himself - to know a bargain when he sees it.
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I hope you're not going to be as much trouble as Jim, with his goddamn gargantuan list of allergies. Every day's an adventure with this one.
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[personal profile] hischair 2013-07-13 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Eying Bones curiously when he gets no nudge or kick back, he resigns himself not to talking about his intentions to go on his own personal search-and-rescue. It's hardly that dramatic, he thinks, covering as much ground as he can each day to check their people really aren't lying dead in a ditch somewhere. It would be so fucking easy to lie and say they've disappeared and, disturbingly, most of the population of the city seem to accept that as a passable excuse. It's as if no one gives a shit, in his opinion, to check every viable option before calling it a day; and he will, just. Not yet.

He comes back to the conversation halfway through eating his sandwich (newly layered with fries) when his allergies are being bitched out. Jim rolls his eyes. ]


I haven't eaten peanuts in ages!

[ Needling his point through a muffling mouthful, he sits up and finds his appetite has fully returned, topping up his coffee and adding a small roll of bread to his plate to make a fry-sandwich with. This meal's going to last him the rest of the day, there's no harm in stocking up.

Fuck Bones for always being right. ]
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[personal profile] medicos 2013-07-13 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ history's finest. mccoy's not even fifty and he already feels old. ]

Don't say that. It'll get to his head. [ somehow, he's not so surprised, though. when you've spent two consecutive years saving the world under captain james t. kirk, it's probably inevitable to believe it.

not that he'll say that within jim's earshot.
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[personal profile] hischair 2013-07-13 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ HAHA, TOO LATE. Smirking, Jim takes a huge bite of his sandwich and chews it with relish at Janeway's direction as he wrinkles his nose at Bones. History's finest!!! And because it's so ridiculous, so wonderful, he can't help but he tickled by hearing it be confirmed, albeit for the alternate Kirk and not himself.

Swallowing, Jim clears his throat and wipes his hands off on a napkin, affecting humility that doesn't particularly hold. ]


Let's take creating a legacy to last through the ages one day at a time, shall we? Our friend's probably responded, we should make ourselves amenable to his dumb requests.
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[personal profile] hischair 2013-07-13 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ His smirk flares back up when he hears Janeway's summary, sitting back as he pushes his remaining meal aside to think. He looks over to Bones for his opinion, wanting to get a read on his advice if any's forthcoming. ]

I think he likes playing house with big words, but we haven't got much choice. I'd rather have the option open for my crew to work on something productive in the City Labs, whatever they're worth, than milling about behind a cash register. [ Spock would say it's a decent offer. ] Also wouldn't mind a chance to get stuck in there myself, see what I can do.

[ He might not be a scientist like Spock or anywhere near as good an engineer as Scotty, but he's still pretty damned bright on an aptitude test. Gesturing with the hand that falls from his lips where it's been pressed in thought, he nods after a moment's consideration. ]

I don't trust him, but I'm with you on the surprised front. Gets my vote.
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[personal profile] medicos 2013-07-14 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ bones distrusts, just like the other two ( and perhaps more so considering his nature ) but he's so not the man to ask the opinion of when it comes to this situation, even if he has so many to say. he can only repeat that i'm a doctor line so many times in a day.

but jim wants his opinion, so evidently, he has to give it.
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It's logical - [ there's a look that he sends jim, like i hope you're happy that you've made me say that because i'm not. ] - but take their gifts with a grain of salt until you actually get to have a look at the place. They say that they have the equipment, but the question is how many of them are actually operational. Illudium Q-36 and atom smashers in a twenty-first century-based civilization? Fits like gloves on a rooster, especially when they can't even put an osteogenerator in the hospital ER that could help us fix up some of the patients real quick. The backwards technology offered there doesn't have the capability to heal them faster.

[ oh no, he's back to metaphors. he's so unimpressed. ]

Bless their heart if they do happen have them up and ready for you all. [ in other words: fuck 'em. it's your call, not mine, and thank god for that. ] Anyway, if all goes well, you might want to consider asking the other inhabitants for their help somehow. Remember that we're not the only ones stuck in here. I'm willing to bet there's a couple of them that've toyed around with futuristic tech. Probably has things to offer from whichever world they came from that isn't ours. They haven't been as enthusiastic as we are in trying, but that's because they've never been offered an opportunity like this. They could do with a little push, if you're willing to trust 'em.

[ which makes him look at the other two with raised eyebrows. are you? ]
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[personal profile] hischair 2013-07-14 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Bones gets a small smile for that it's logical, and then Jim's listening attentively to his opinion after noting Janeway's. He doesn't say anything that Jim hasn't already considered, but it helps to hear it strung together and repeated back at him while he formulates a reply for the offer in his head.

Jim sits up and nods, taking back the citywide comm. ]


Let's make a new friend, then.

[ And so, he responds: ]

Thank you, I'd like to take you up on that generous offer. I'll lead the project myself and let my people know they can head over to the City Labs when they're ready, if anyone else from Starfleet arrives then I'll be sure to extend the invitation to all personnel.

[ Unless Spock arrives, he thinks. He'll want to take charge of the operations in the labs. Besides that, Janeway will more than likely make herself beyond useful and take over in the meantime, until she has someone with Spock's prowess to bounce off. If he ever returns, that is, and Jim feels guilty hoping he will. ]

Once we've reconvened and found our sea-legs, I'll contact you directly. [ The nod he gives the rebel leader isn't discourteous, but succinct. ] Again, we're grateful for this opportunity.
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[personal profile] medicos 2013-07-14 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sea-legs", Jim?

[ bones just sighs and goes back to his food, finishing the rest of it. ]