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Tweak says, "Will you grab that?"

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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bakersman
2009-07-04 05:54 am UTC (link)

"Your mom actually used an iron?" Ned blurted, then turned slightly pink. But come on! That sort of basic technology used in such amazing futuristic times? Even he had to be a bit astounded by that. It was only normal. "I mean, um, yes, yes it is. It's a game called Monopoly. Was never very good at it, you've got to take all the people's properties and money and eventually have it all to yourself in order to win." Ned wasn't greedy enough for the game, and had often lost because he grew easily distracted during it. He tried, though, as Chuck was one of those who wanted to play it out till someone actually won.

With an alternately surprised and amused look, Ned rolled his eyes in the direction of what had to be that Barrel of Monkeys game. With real monkeys. "See? Never bored. You honestly never know what you'll wake up to around here. Trust me, you'll be constantly entertained, if not a bit horrified. This one's a bit extreme, even for Jareth. One of those times where you can't wait to see what's next." Sort of. Actually, Ned was usually terrified to see what was next, but he wasn't admitting this to one who seemed so brave and courageous, and not to mention other worldly.

"There's a restaurant right over there," he provided, pointing. "If you like sweets at all, you'll have to try my pies. I run a bakery back home. I know you're a doctor and all but...I can do low sugar, if you like?" Shrugging, Ned smiled. "And over there," he added, turning his finger, "is your dorm. Most people here are friendly enough, I've found." With a hesitant sigh, he glanced over to the looming edges of the labyrinth. "And that's a giant maze thing. With deadly creatures and obstacles and things. If you want to attempt it, you go all the way through or you don't leave it. And if you get to the other side, there's some sort of prize from the king. Don't know much about that." In fact, other than what Sarah had told him, Ned ignored Jareth and his kingdom as much as possible. "So, yeah... Welcome?"

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bones_mccoy
2009-07-07 12:22 am UTC (link)

While Bones looked slightly annoyed by the outburst, he didn't look surprised. After all, back home in his own time, anyone he spoke to about his mom using an iron would have had the same reaction, if they even knew what one was. "Yeah, she liked things old fashioned." And Bones had inherited that from her, as well as a distrust of technology. So he frowned, but he didn't think it was an odd thing for the other man to say, not at all. Anyway, considering how often he frowned and looked grumpy, there was hardly any difference.

"Sometimes being bored isn't a bad thing." He muttered crankily to himself, then took his hip flask and drank from it before tucking it away. Times of stress did tend to bring out the worst in him, and this was definitely stressful. "This place is a damn madhouse." He had hardly seen anything, but if this was how it usually was, things were bound to get interesting. "So things change around here a lot, then? Wonderful." Again with the sarcastic little twist to his lips.

"Good, feeding us is a good thing." He turned to look at Ned, and gave a little half shrug. "I can make an exception for pie, if it's good enough." He glanced around at everything Ned pointed out, nodding his understanding, and then turned back to Ned. "Thanks. Is there anything else I need to know?"

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bakersman
2009-07-07 04:19 am UTC (link)

Ned shook his head slowly. He was still in disbelief over who this person actually was. But he smiled a half-smile and shrugged. "I wish I had more to tell you," he said, his voice hesitant. "But you just never know with this place. Damn madhouse is a pretty apt way to put it."

Still, he had to smile. There wasn't much else he could do. Ned was attempting to look reassuring in a world that looked as if it could fall apart at any moment. If he didn't smile, he'd probably do something horrible and terrifying, like break down and cry. And that would be less than pleasant. Not to mention pathetic.

"If you have any questions, honestly, just ask. Or write it in that journal," he added with a nod towards the book. "Honestly, most everyone's pretty helpful. We're all kind of stuck here, after all." Ned took a step back, nodding towards the dorm. "It's pretty basic in there, too. All the rooms are the same, with a few personal touches. Anything you need will be there at some point." He shrugged again, looking a little annoyed.

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bones_mccoy
2009-07-07 10:44 pm UTC (link)

He glanced at his book, then shook his head. Well, maybe it could be useful, though he had a hard time seeing himself using it. Who knew, though? He wasn't going to discount the possibility. "I'll keep that in mind. Problem, write in the book. Got it." Although he'd probably try to figure it out himself.

"Look, I appreciate you helping me." And he really did. It was confusing, but would have been even moreso if he hadn't had someone to try to help him out. "But I think I need to go..." Absorb, figure this out, try to escape, try to find Kirk, really, all of the above. He shrugged, and then offered his hand to the other man to shake, if he wanted to.

"I can figure the rest out myself." He finally settled on. "Thanks for showing me around."

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bakersman
2009-07-08 04:35 am UTC (link)

As adverse to touch as Ned generally was, this was, in all likelihood, Bones. From Star Trek. And while he'd never been the biggest fan of TV, who was he to argue? He accepted the offered hand shake and offered as reassuring a smile as he could manage.

"Look, I know it's weird. You get used to it. Well...sort of. As much as you can, I guess. Good luck, okay?" Ned knew he'd been lucky. Meeting Sarah, who had somehow been to this awful place before, had put him at an advantage to most. It would be a shock for anyone, though, and Ned was completely understanding. "Take some time to get your head together. You'll need it, I'm sure." He nodded to the dorms and smiled. "Might want to rest, if you can. Helps it make some sense. Sort of."

With another nod in the new arrival's general direction, Ned turned and headed off, still stunned at what he was pretty sure had just gone down. Maybe that Pandora made a point.

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