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Leonard 'Bones' McCoy (bones_mccoy) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-07-02 14:51:00

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active, day fourteen, dr temperance brennan, leonard mccoy

WHO: Dr Leonard McCoy and Dr Temperance Brennan
WHAT: Doctor-y funtiems!
WHEN: Day 14, mid morning
WHERE: By some jousting.
WARNINGS: TBA
STATUS: Incomplete

Dr Leonard McCoy had to admit to himself that just having Kirk here was enough to make things seem a little better. Of course, it didn't change the fact that they were trapped in an incredibly primitive world, even beyond what he was comfortable with, with no hope of rescue. But at least he wasn't alone, at least there was someone else who really knew what it was like to be taken from their universe. Although he was still a little confused about where they actually were. It seemed most likely a planet somewhere, but he just wasn't sure about anything.

He'd felt better about everything, but when he'd woken up, everything had changed again. It seemed almost like a daily thing, and, to him, it was getting very old. He would prefer it if things would stay the way they were, for the most part. Not that he was upset to get rid of the giant board games or the laser tag. They had been fairly odd, and it was no loss to see them gone.

But it didn't seem to him like this new one was any better. Emerging from his room in the morning, he saw that it was all different once more, and he swore loudly. This was definitely getting on his nerves at this point. Everywhere he looked, there was stuff that was just completely incomprehensible to him. He wandered about, looking into tents, watching the dancing with a sardonic little smirk on his face, just looking at everything. In the end, none of it made the slightest bit of sense to him. What was the purpose to all this?

The doctor ended up, just by virtue of curiousity, by a strange scene indeed. Two of the strange little creatures, mounted on animals that Bones recognized from his childhood as horses, running at each other and apparently trying to knock each other from their perch. It looked incredibly dangerous, and he watched intently, just in case his medical services were needed.

"I'm starting to think this really is an incredibly stupid place." He remarked out loud, not to anyone in particular, and took a quick sip from his hip flask.

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bones_mccoy
2009-09-07 01:18 am UTC (link)

Bones frowned, trying to think over the various alien skeletons he'd seen back in the Academy. "Not Vulcan, not Klingon, not with those spurs..." He couldn't place them, not even close. Not that he was done trying. When life gave him a challenge, he tended to get sort of obsessive about trying to figure it out. Setting the bone down, he started scanning around for anything else. No life signs, so that was good... he peered down at the device, then set it for a scan over the burial mound.

"No life signs... Dr Brennan, there's a skull over there." Careful of the bones that she'd laid out, he picked his way around them and then crouched down on the ground, pointing it out. It looked like a stone in the dark, but there were definite eyeholes. She had gloves, so he'd let her touch them.

"Jareth has got to give us a room or something where we can check these damn bones out." He frowned. "We need to go back, get bags and stuff to transport these. And then just go until we find a room where we can sort this out." His tone was gruff, but to be honest, he was powerfully excited by this discovery. He was the sort of person who always needed to be kept busy to be happy.

"Yeah. Some bags and then we just find a room and take it over." It sounded good to him. And if Jareth didn't like it, well, he had a few words for the Goblin King on that, and on several other, subjects.

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