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[candothat]

[Most of Chekov's entries start with a nice shot of whatever project he's working on or a disjointed preamble. This one, however, simply starts.]

For those who knew them, Doctor Leonard McCoy and Theresa Gray have left the City.

[It was quite a shock to find them both gone once midnight had rolled around and the weekend's curse passed. Chekov is still a little too stunned to process the information himself, but it feels important to let the network know that they have left.

He pauses as if he would like to say something else. When no words come to mind, he goes with the sign-off that's standard when making ship-wide announcements at home.]

Thank you for your time.

Comments

text:

[candothat]

Would you mind early morning?

Re: text:

[charring]

Not at all. Just let me know when to meet you.

text:

[candothat]

I will think and let you know, thank you.

text:

[charring]

We'll get ice cream after, if you want. And you're welcome, Pavel.

text:

[candothat]

Charlie, you do not need to coddle me. I am not seven anymore and I will not be miserable forever because people have left.

text:

[charring]

It's not coddling. It's...worrying. I know what it feels like to lose someone that important here.

text:

[candothat]

Worry is fine.

It is not so different from leaving people behind at home.

[Except for the part where those people can still be contacted, if not often. It's more like having someone die, but thinking about things in that context is sad.]

text:

[charring]

[That's why she's trying to distract him. Because essentially Ed died when he left and she's trying to make Pavel smile just a little bit.]

I'll see you tomorrow?

text:

[candothat]

Yes, in the morning. At the stables?

[Today, at least, there will be very little smiling.]

Re: text:

[charring]

At the stables.