Lt. Uhura (talentedtongue) wrote in inthesestones, @ 2009-06-17 13:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | leonard h. mccoy, nyota uhura |
WHO: Nyota Uhura & Leonard "Bones" McCoy
WHAT: Sometimes, Jim, it's better if you just stay silent.
WHEN: After this
WHERE: The Trekapartment
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress
James T. Fucking Kirk. He could be arrogant sometimes, but she never would have thought that he'd sink so low as to try and make her look stupid when she was only teasing him. Sure, Parker had taken it the wrong way, but that was hardly her fault, was it? Sarcasm was so difficult to express through text. It lacked the necessary tone and inflection that speak gave. So it might have been apparent to her that she was only joking, but someone who didn't know her could easily mistake it. But he knew her. He had been tormenting her for years, and he got pissy the second that she comfortable enough to do it back? There was no way that she was going to stand for that.
Except she was. Not exactly standing but laying down. She'd locked herself in her room, and she was pouting into her pillow as she if she were sixteen and had just been told she was too ugly to go to Homecoming. James T. Fucking Kirk.
The loud thumps against the wall were enough to distract her attention however. One crack, solid and hard, and one that sounded duller and yet more forceful. Frowning at the wall, Uhura sat up, hastily wiping her eyes, clearing whatever tears of frustration had managed to eek their way past her stony faced expression before standing and slipping out of her room and over to McCoy's, lingering just outside the door. This was the directions the sounds had come from. It only made sense that whatever had happened was in here.
Quietly bracing herself for potentially seeing another something that she couldn't erased from her memory, Uhura settled her hand on the doorknob, knocking at the same time as she pushed the door open, "Leonard? Are you all right?"