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Tweak says, "where's the beef!"

Leonard 'Bones' McCoy (bones_mccoy) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-17 21:23:00

Entry tags:

arrival, complete, day twelve, leonard mccoy, ned the piemaker

WHO: Bones and OPEN (Ned)
WHAT: The doctor's in da house, yo!
WHEN: Day 12, late morning
WHERE: The middle of the Snakes and Ladder board
WARNINGS: PG, if that.
STATUS: Complete

He was going to kill that damn green-blooded hobgoblin. And it would be justifiable homicide, too, he was convinced of that. Now, if only he could get rid of the ethics that held him back from actually doing such a thing, that would work out fine. Because of Spock, he'd had to watch as his best friend was abandoned on a hostile planet. Kirk would probably get frostbite, at the very least. He'd always have to wonder if he'd made the right choice, standing back and letting it happen. Of course, if he hadn't, he was sure that the Enterprise would be down it's Chief Medical Officer, as well, since he would have been sent down right alongside Kirk. That was just the sort of bastard Spock was.

He stared after the half Vulcan with hatred and annoyance undisguised on his face. The acting Captain had told him to speak his mind, and he had. But Spock, so smugly secure in his rightness, hadn't even listened, as far as the doctor could tell. Oh, if it weren't the the bloody 'chain of command', he would have a few things to say to him, that was for damn sure.

Disgusted, he turned away, meaning to go back to his station on the bridge. He had work to do. And sulking. He didn't like to think about what Kirk could be up to down there without his stabilizing influence. Lost in his thoughts, he was taken by surprise, and didn't even notice the hole that opened up beneath his feet. He stepped right into it and fell through nothing to finally land. It was solid ground, so that was a bonus. It was obviously not a ship. But it was ground unlike anything he'd ever seen before.

His first, highly uncharitable thought was that Spock had really gotten himself into trouble this time. He must have beamed him off the ship, just like he had Kirk, only Bones hadn't done anything wrong. He was going to get that pointy-eared bastard busted back to ensign. He smirked to himself, and then looked around. First things first. He needed to find out where he was, then get to a place where he could lodge a formal complaint to Starfleet.

So he looked around for other people, someone to ask directions from. It was a strange sort of place, he decided. He was standing in the middle of a square, which was part of a larger grid. There were odd designs on some of the squares, they looked like snakes, actually, and others that looked to be ladders. The doctor took a cautious step into the next square, which had a snake tail in it. He would examine it, see what significance, if any, it had. Maybe it was just a decoration.

The second both feet were in the square, though, he was sliding along the ground, down the snakes body. His eyes widened and he looked for something to grab, but there was nothing. The odd thing was, the ground was completely flat. He shouldn't have slid along it at all. Finally, he came to a rest in the place where the snakes head was, and decided that, yes, he was annoyed.

"What the damn hell?"

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bones_mccoy
2009-07-01 01:31 am UTC (link)

The doctor raised an eyebrow. "Damn technology." He glared at the journal. "Why would anyone take the time to make a computer look like a damn book?" The idea of magic just wasn't one he was prepared to accept. Science, though mostly hated by him, was at least something he was relatively familiar with. Magic was another thing entirely.

"Well, I won't be using this damn thing." He thought about chucking it away, but hey, who knows? Maybe it would be useful. He carried his commincator with him, after all, and this seemed like the same sort of idea. So he tucked it under his arm, and then looked at the number on his key. "My room, I'm guessing?" He wasn't a stupid man, after all, and numbers on keys were usually room numbers.

"So, where's this A building?" He looked around, seeing mostly enormous board games, and sighed, rolling his eyes. "This place is incredibly stupid."

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bakersman
2009-07-01 05:31 am UTC (link)

Ned gave a small but slightly sardonic laugh. "I couldn't agree more," he offered, getting up and nodding in the direction of the dormitories. "I'll show you the way there. It's a pretty basic layout, I guess. All there together, food's not far away, and there's always...something going on." The last bit was added with a wrinkle of his nose as he surveyed the area surrounding them.

"Well... Least we're never bored here. Never settled, but definitely never bored." Ned began the walk towards the buildings where their rooms were kept. It wasn't a long walk, but he knew it had to be an interesting one for Bones--Leonard, he corrected himself. Or McCoy. The man hadn't introduced himself by his television based name, and Ned refused to just...assume. But being surrounded by the unfamiliar was always an experience, even for those who'd been on the planet long enough. Who could possibly get used to the changing atmosphere of the world they were living in?

"As far as I can tell, you're free to do pretty much anything you want, with the exception of killing people. That they don't recommend. Oh, and you can't break into people's rooms." Not that Ned had ever tried, but he'd heard it as a rule and held fast to it. Logic was something he liked. Rules were logical, typically, and obviously, not killing and not breaking and entering all made perfect sense.

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bones_mccoy
2009-07-02 09:51 pm UTC (link)

Well, even if he had to be in a very strange place, as least the first person he'd met hadn't seemed too insane. He had a sort of dry wit that Bones found himself liking. He nodded his thanks and started walking in the direction that Ned had nodded. He might as well take advantage of the knowledge that this man had, so he listened carefully to everything he said.

"Well, at least we get fed." He nodded, trying to see the silver lining in a situation that really didn't seem that good to him. "Bored... I can handle. Sliding down snakes in board games is something else, though." He glanced around, despite his words, eyes widening as he saw the enormous chess set. For someone who had really only recently gotten his feet off the safe ground of Earth, this was an odd experience indeed.

Even while looking around, though, he kept part of his attention on Ned. "I don't kill people, I'm a doctor." He said absently as the Monopoly board caught his attention. "Is that a giant iron? I haven't seen one of those since mom used one..." He cut himself off, then turned back to Ned. "I'll keep that in mind. No breaking into people's rooms." Not that he really thought that would come up.

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