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[ what's up, poly? now that the pirate shenanigans are over, you're very much welcome to the usual sight of our dear fountain bringing in another one of those new arrivals, the side of their face just barely in view of the screen.

or are they new, is the question (yes they are).

the man who appears on the screen is probably a familiar face to a lot of people, but there are notable differences: he looks just a bit younger for one, his face covered with facial hair, his hair cut shorter, blood all over his face and uniform (mostly his, yes, but they've healed, so don't worry), and he's seems less - angry. more hardened, really. less 'i don't have time for this bullshit', and more 'i don't really need this right now' - if you catch my drift.

plus, he's carrying an assault rifle in one hand. that's not something that the good old country doctor does, is it? ]

Could do with a better welcoming committee.

[ charming, isn't he?

but really, no one answered his question when he started asking around, but that might have something to do with the fact that he looks less than friendly in his standard uniform. anyway, he's been duly informed that asking through a 'network' will give him his answers, so here he is. ]

How about we start with the question where the hell am I, and then we'll go from there? If there are any devil dogs around, oorah. [ he says it with a deadpan expression, then cuts the feed. ]

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I'll call you a few more interesting things when I get there, smartass. [ WOW, BONES, UR SO RUDE. ] Stay where you are, if you start dancing all around the place doing maneuvers or whatever it is you think is so great you need to dress the part, I'll put you in the brig when we get back to the ship.

For like an hour, but you won't get a bathroom break.

No offence, sir, [ oh, the polite marine that he is. ] but the only person who can throw me to the naughty corner is my superior officer.

[ and he's dead, oops. ]

But thanks for the concern.

I am your superior officer. Listen to me, okay? Your name is Leonard McCoy, you're the Chief Medical Officer on the starship Enterprise. I'm Jim Kirk, your captain. [ God damn it, he's sassy in whatever form he takes. At least as a doctor there are only hyposprays to worry about. ] Bones, I know this all seems like you should be off playing a really vivid version of a Shoot 'Em Up in the City, but I'm telling you the truth.

Please, just. Wait.

Captain.

[Clipped, and brisk. A hint of worry.]

Doctor McCoy is at the hospital, and not currently under the influence of a curse. Data suggests this is an entirely new individual.

But — Spock, have you seen this guy?

[ Yeah, he's not stopping. ]

[Sigh, he's going to go camp out at the fountain now, idiot captain.]

Have you?

Don't be a smartass, Spock, that's Bones' face. I'm heading down there, meet me on the main road so we can find who this is together.

[Face, meet palm.]

Negative. We should proceed to the hospital first.

Are you kidding? This guy's about to disappear into the City, I'm not losing track of him. Come on.

I am on my way.

[HE'S GOING TO HAVE TO NERVE PINCH YOU, ISN'T HE.]

Great.

[ ENDS FEED. ]

Okay.

[ you're off your rocker, man. ]

It's been fun, captain, but I have better things to do.

[ end feed :) ]

Hey! H— God damn it.

[ STAY WHERE YOU ARE, MR. ]

[ yeah, he's about to leave the fountain.

run faster, captain, or are your legs too fat? :) ]

[ Arriving ahead of Spock, he breaks into a jog when he catches sight of the Not!McCoy, calling out and raising a hand. ]

Hey! Hey, hold up! I need to talk to you.

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[ that earns a quiet 'dammit' from him.

he really wants to point his rifle at you, sir, but he's in the middle of a demilitarized zone. civilians abound, and it's not his thing to hurt someone potentially innocent - regardless of how annoying they. he holds his weapon close, but doesn't move an inch, standing rigid and straight. ]

Haven't had enough of me, sir?

[ Jim gives zero fucks as he strides over, coming to a halt only a couple of paces away as he openly looks the other man up and down. ]

Fuck me. [ Glancing to a pair of eyes he feels like he knows so well, his frown remains a deep score between drawn brows. ] How can you not be him? You look — you're almost exactly the same. Little younger, though. We must be around the same age.

[ john has little patience for jim and his once-overs. he's on the edge, he has no idea where his sister is, and he just got an info sheet that tells him that he's in some kind of temporal anomaly that tells him absolutely nothing about where he is and when he can get out. the last line of the file that said 'There is no known way to escape' especially bugs him. ]

Look. [ he says, with great patience. ] I don't know anyone named Leonard McCoy, I'm not a medical officer, I don't work on a ship, and I definitely don't know you. [ a beat. ] No offence.

[ w2g john, you can apologize - sort of. ]

No, no, that's — I'm not gonna say you're him again. This is so weird, you look the spitting image of my best friend. I know your face.

[ He holds up a hand and nods to the blood all over him. ]

Are you hurt? Not that you seem like you are.

[ i know your face.

well. he's seen and heard weirder things in his life. ]

Not mine, sir.

[ well, half of it might be, but it's going to be hard to explain the superhuman bit to anyone, and to be honest, he'd really rather not. ]

It's fine.

[ Jim tears his attention away to look around, up and down the street. ]

I know you're disorientated, but there's a man here who might try and kill you because you look like my CMO. You need to come with me. Alright?

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[ that's funny.

at another time, he might have been on high alert at that kind of warning, but right now all he can think is that he has to find his sister. forget that his life might be in danger - if he can handle a sharp weapon being pushed through his palm and twisted around before he tears it off himself, then he can probably stand a chance when someone he doesn't even know is out to kill him. ]

I appreciate the warning, but I can look out for myself. [ marine, bro. ] There's something else I need to do.

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Is it some kind of a universal constant that all of you guys have a stubborn streak a mile wide?

[ Grousing rhetorically, he sticks around. Wherever the newbie goes, so does Jim. ]

What do you need to do?

[ he doesn't want to know what you're talking about, so he's going to ignore it. ]

You're seriously following me.

[ are you a dog jim ]

[ He was, oops. ]

Can I at least get your name?

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