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[medicos]

[ FILTERED FROM » KHAN ]

I knew there was a reason that I never wanted to be a pirate. Now I know.

For god's sake, no one get hurt. If I have to personally stitch your head together again myself, trust me, I'm going to make damn well sure that you won't like it so you'll never want to have another injury in your life ever again.

[ STARFLEET COMM FREQUENCY ]

Please tell me none of you have been cursed for the occasion.

The Anonymous spoke to the network about a couple of 'bubbles' situated somewhere in the City that'll help prevent us from getting cursed, but they also mentioned about some drawbacks. Loss of a sense, or of a memory, while you're inside. Quid pro quo.

Thoughts?

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Got some free time on you, Jim?

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[logistical]

And no evidence to support your claim.

[Don't worry. Of course he won't. Worry is irrational. Worry indicates he actually cares very much that he can't feel anymore. That he's the victim of some cruel prank and he's angry about that. Even better: that the rage has nowhere to go. He stews, quietly. He'd rather take talking like a pirate than... this.]

[He follows Jim's hand upwards, to the dome, and huffs quietly. Yes, he's broken, and reassurance from his friend is not going to change that.]

A non-vital memory, it appears.

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[medicos]

Only the words of the people who've been here for far longer than us.

[ annoyance lingers in his tone, but that's the norm. spock's angry, that much he can tell. doesn't mean he'll cater to him the way jim might.

he has his own things to worry about. ]

I wouldn't know about that, Spock, because I can't remember.

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[hischair]

[ Snapping his fingers, he waves his hands as he shakes his head, Stop it, stop. Jim drops the bag by Bones, pointing to the people handing out bedrolls and mouthing, Get us some? PADD in my bag for you to see, then eyeballs Spock in assessment of his rising anxiety and nods outdoors. You want some air?

Not having a voice is bullshit. ]

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[logistical]

[Spock casts a reasonably cold glance at McCoy, as if to say that's hardly enough testimony but is stopped by Jim looking at him. He almost sighs, in exasperation.]

Perhaps venturing out from the dome will return your ability to speak.

[And my ability to feel.]

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[medicos]

[ whatever, he's going to dig through jim's things for his pseudo-padd and play around with it. his good mood from having made up with jim already evaporating into thin air. ]

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[hischair]

[ Nodding along (that's the point, Spock) he squeezes Bones' shoulder in passing as he leads the way out. ]

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[logistical]

[And he follows Jim in total silence, stewing in sadness and fury, until they leave the dome.]

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[hischair]

[ A stream of cursing thanks rains from him as they step outside, mainly because he can, and then Jim's turning his full attention on Spock. ]

Are you going to be alright staying in there?

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[logistical]

I be fine. I didn't predict t' dome would have that effect.

[... So much for not being a pirate anymore.]

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[hischair]

[ Oh. That's unfortunate. For his first's sake (that was a nasty shock for him inside, true enough) Jim nods. ]

I can ask Bones to lay off while we're here, if you want. It's got to be jarring, suddenly getting cut off from a part of yourself with no warning. He'd appreciate it on a medical level.

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[logistical]

You are not obliged to intervene on my account.

[He can handle Bones - they've seen each other at their worst, waiting for Jim to wake up.]

I will manage, now that I am prepared.

[Except that comes out in pirate speak, barely coherent, and Spock just looks incredibly irritated.]

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[hischair]

Alright, I'll let you handle it, but if you want to leave at any time just head out here and I'll make sure the others give you your space.

[ And he gives him time now to acclimate to going back in. ]

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[logistical]

[Spock takes a few breaths (three, five, seven), and then he turns and walks in, acclimitising to the change, before he stops right outside the entrance, waiting for Jim to join him.]

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[hischair]

[ Stepping up to his side, a hand pats Spock on the back. Jim lets his thumb brush over the back of a collar to show that even if he can't use his telepathy, it isn't all bad; Jim will keep in mind how hard this is for him with every touch he does land. Spock isn't alone with his anxieties.

C'mon. ]

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[logistical]

[As a quiet thank you, the muscles in his shoulders relax perceptibly. Focuses on what Jim's missing, too. His voice. A captain's voice is more than just that, it's the last thign a crew member might hear, and sometimes it's all they ever hear of their captain. It's Important.]

You should keep a pen and paper on your person, and if not, the communicator, for text purposes.

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[hischair]

[ Nodding morosely, he hook his hands into his back-pockets as they meander back to Bones.

Hate having to be quiet.

It reminds him of not being allowed to talk years and years ago, unable to speak in those days because (You don't know anything, Jimmy, just keep your mouth shut in my house) it wasn't worth the effort. Here and now, he just sighs in annoyance. ]

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[medicos]

[ for his part, bones has been toying with the padd, getting himself acquainted with jim's new toy like it's his own. it's similar to the handheld devices that they use on the ship, but still slightly more confusing and frustrating, considering the technology. but he makes do.

in any case, he managed to open up a couple of things of interests - including bits and pieces of jim's thesis project, which he still has yet to read in full - but is currently skimming through his file. leonard mccoy, cmo written on top and a handful of information on there that he didn't even know jim knew, including his psych review ( then again, that answers the question of whether or not jim reads the files of his crew members, doesn't it? ) and a couple of footnotes that jim added himself.

all of it seems familiar, but there's a niggling thought at the back of his mind that he might have forgotten something important, something life-altering (ha).

when spock and jim returns, he raises his head and looks at them, eyebrows raised. ]

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[logistical]

[It's the moroseness, or perhaps, its belligerent aura that makes Spock walk a little closer than normal, closing the distance, although his posture remains as formal and stiff as it usually is when they're in public. Comfort is not something Spock extends or Jim accepts, not so instinctively, but those days are long behind them.]

[He nods to McCoy.]

Doctor.

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[hischair]

[ He appreciates the closeness that he doesn't need to request anymore, the solid figure of Spock nearby drawing him out of his thoughts as they close in on Bones.

Jim gestures to the PADD: What're you reading? There's a lot on there. ]

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[medicos]

[ he nods back, as civil as ever, then turn his PADD to jim. PSYCHOLOGICAL REVIEW: DR. LEONARD MCCOY written on top. to be fair, jim, he was in there for the brief bullet list of his biography in case he's missed something. ]

Said I'd 'benefit from extended shore leave', which I agree on by the way, but this place ain't exactly what I had in mind.

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[logistical]

[Spock retreats to a professional distance. As curious as he is, he can respect someone's privacy and not look, even if he'll overhear most of this.]

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[hischair]

[ Urgh, might have forgotten to lock those. Cue Jim trying to pluck it out of Bones' fingers, that shit needs to be for his eyes only.

Sneaky doctor, give it here. ]

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[medicos]

[ idiot. bones is the chief medical officer, so he has is own version of a psych review for each and every member of the fleet. not the official ones, no, but his own observations - whatever starfleet has to say about the crew of the enterprise has nothing on what bones already knows about all of them. and he's the medical expert in their ragtag group of misfits, so he really doesn't give a shit.

he does give the modified padd back to jim though, with a small smirk on his face. ]

I only read mine, if that worries you. Kind of helpful in compartmentalizing my thoughts now that we've established that there's a big black hole in my head. Metaphorically.

[ he eyes spock with a look. don't take it literally, jesus. ]

I don't remember what happens after that asshole told us to open up the goddamn torpedoes. [ a beat, liking he's thinking about it. he raises a hand to his temple eyes looking upward as he brushes his fingers across his temple. ] I do remember another asshole chasing us like a rabid dog because you wouldn't give him back his favourite chewtoy.

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[logistical]

Your metaphors continue to be curiously inaccurate.

[Three guesses who took it literally, the first two don't count.]

Do you recall Dr. Carol Marcus?

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[hischair]

[ Wrinkling his nose at Bones, he sits on the bench and peers as though hoping to see said metaphorical hole in his head.

How can you NOT remember Carol? And the cringe-worthy flirting, if nothing else. Does your head feel okay? ]