[ There we go. Er. Well. He stops swimming, breaths are kind of heaved though because this is a lot more effort than he was prepared to exert sitting in his captains chair okay? THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE FUN PART.... alas. Still he manages to tread pretty impressively, able to hold the device steady and see his chief medical officer and best friend looking, well, like he always looks - more or less. Jim for his part looks...also like himself. But you know, soaking wet and the pink is probably more red in his cheeks now. He's on a what-the-fuck-happened adrenaline rush though so he's not feeling it too much. Yet. ]
I'd say you're a sight for sore eyes but it's not my eyes that're sore.
[ Jokey. In the middle of a sort of very cold ocean thing in what looks like winter. Yep still Jim. ]
Uh...about that. Good question. I'd love to tell you.
But I have no idea. A beach? There's some kinda mountain....nearby. Ish.
You're... [ squinting trying to see the background behind Bones but even without a clear view Jim can tell without question: that's not the ship, not even kind of. That's...
that's Not Good.
... ] ...where're you?
[ Huffing a little now though, so starting to swim again, MIGHT want to look away or risk the most sea-sick reminiscent handheld camera view ever, doctor, as Jim neglected to turn the video function off.... ]
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It can't--
Of course he'd hoped, as soon as he realized what was going on, but-- ]
Jim?!
[ ... wait, why are there splashing noises. VIDEO ON, as if that'll somehow help. ]
Jim, where the hell are you?
[ Yes he knows you asked questions, Jim, but if he's in the water somewhere, that's more important. ]
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I'd say you're a sight for sore eyes but it's not my eyes that're sore.
[ Jokey. In the middle of a sort of very cold ocean thing in what looks like winter. Yep still Jim. ]
Uh...about that. Good question. I'd love to tell you.
But I have no idea. A beach? There's some kinda mountain....nearby. Ish.
One sec. Let me just...
[ Looking around.....treading, treading, looking...........no nothing particularly telling otherwise. Well shit. ]
Yeah no I was right the first time: no clue.
You're... [ squinting trying to see the background behind Bones but even without a clear view Jim can tell without question: that's not the ship, not even kind of. That's...
that's Not Good.
... ] ...where're you?
[ Huffing a little now though, so starting to swim again, MIGHT want to look away or risk the most sea-sick reminiscent handheld camera view ever, doctor, as Jim neglected to turn the video function off.... ]