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Tweak says, "Please let me eat bweakfast."

Leonard "Bones" McCoy (nottorpedotech) wrote in toboldlyrpg,
@ 2017-07-26 21:11:00

Entry tags:

- deck five lounge, ^ log, carol marcus | star trek, leonard mccoy | star trek

Who: Bones & Carol
When: This upcoming Friday evening, 226407.28
Where: The lounge
What: Drinks and overdue celebrating
Rating: PG, I suspect
Status: Complete

Pleased that his Friday shift had proven to be smooth and no one on board had done anything stupid like they typically did for the start of the weekend, Bones was able to get off the clock a little earlier than expected. He sent a quick message to Carol and told her he'd been in the lounge when she could get away.

It took some sweet talk to get drinks from Lucifer—why the manager was behind the bar on a Friday night was anybody's guess—and then he took a seat over in the far corner, quiet and relaxing. Bones still wasn't sure what to make of the drink request; this was supposedly to celebrate not dying by torpedo, a number of years ago. Whether an excuse or a genuine desire to celebrate so long after the fact, Bones simply wasn't used to drink requests for a fellow female officer.

And, if he was being honest, he was glad that he got there ahead of her, so he could relax a bit with his drink first.

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torpedoed
2017-08-19 12:21 am UTC (link)

She let him struggle to get out what he was trying to say, then nodded slightly at his explanation. It wasn't like she hadn't noticed he wasn't good at social situations. Frankly, she kind of enjoyed his bluntness. It was refreshing sometimes to not have to beat around the bush. She took another sip of her beer before continuing.

"Why did you train yourself out of people?"

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nottorpedotech
2017-08-19 02:52 am UTC (link)

"My ex. She was—well, let's just say the divorce was not amicable and I ended up joining Star Fleet after listening to a counselor. But part of what I had to do to get myself through military training was telling myself I wouldn't be friendly, I wouldn't get chummy, and I wouldn't even attempt to date. Bury myself in my work and training and focus there."

He leaned forward and shrugged. "Obviously that's not something I need to do anymore, and I am over the divorce, really. But I didn't see much reason to break my habits."

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torpedoed
2017-08-19 03:00 am UTC (link)

Carol found that kind of sad, actually. She'd always been a relatively friendly person. She had a good childhood, and a good adulthood for the most part, until her father's betrayal. There was a lot of that she was still working through, though she liked to think that shutting out everyone wouldn't do much to help.

"Is this a date?" She asked with a teasing smile on her face. She couldn't help herself.

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	nottorpedotech 2017-08-19 03:27 am UTC (link)
	Bones chuckled and shook his head with a bit of a shrug. "You were the one that wanted to do this. You tell me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	torpedoed 2017-08-19 03:33 am UTC (link)
	She mirrored his shrug. "I think it's just us having a drink." Carol didn't want to put any pressure on him and she wanted him to be comfortable while they got to know each other. If he thought it was some kind of serious date he might be uptight and even more awkward than usual. It was better to keep it friendly and casual. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nottorpedotech 2017-08-20 06:36 am UTC (link)
	"Just us having a drink it is," he parroted, smiling at her as he did so. He settled in and relaxed, glad to not feel any pressure. A drink he could handle. He could even just have a good time, perhaps. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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