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Tweak says, "charlie that was some bullshit"

justmybones (justmybones) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-23 11:07:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 12, leonard mccoy, location: museum, open, remy lebeau

Day 12: 10AM. In Town
WHO: Doctor Bones McCoy and OPEN
WHAT: Wandering around so he can find his objective and take the next shuttlecraft off this rock and back to the Enterprise
WHERE: In town, let's call it near the Museum
WHEN: 10AM
RATING: TBD, PG is safe

STATUS: Complete

Boots. He liked his boots. He liked his boots that were now getting quite dirty. He liked his boots clean. That meant he didn't have to take time polishing them. That meant they were sanitary for wear in sickbay. That meant that he didn't have to worry about them. Currently, his boots were dirty. It was hard to get your boots dirty on a starship. Thanks again, Starfleet. Thanks again.

Bones McCoy was following the chipped pavement into what looked to very closely resemble a town from Earth in the 1950s. The paint was peeling but the archetecture suggested age. Hell, it looked a lot like he imagined his home would have been years ago. Only.. not ravished by some sort of natural disaster. What the hell, Starfleet? "You guys must have went way over budget on this one," he quipped scratching at the side of his face. In his one hand he carried that small pack he'd woken up with. Mission Vas Captio. Whoever came up with the names for these really needed to have someone talk to them.

Still, Bones sauntered on. Eventually he'd come to the reason that they needed a doctor here. Probably another childbirth scenario. Those were the worst because they were predictable, yet Star Fleet made him do them over and over again.

"Just get me back to my ship."

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ace_of_clubs
2009-06-27 07:36 pm UTC (link)

"Vas Cap'io." Sorry, Bones, the accent might hinder you actually finding out the real name of the place you would be trapped at for, oh, the next hundred years or so. But someone, eventually, correct him. Maybe not.

But he wouldn't have a lot of time to ask, once he got into the Gym, there was plenty of work to be done there. And when the pair arrived, Gambit rocked up some onto his toes and watched as the other man headed inside.

"Goo' luck, McCoy." The mutant gave a short wave, before flashing him a grin and shaking his head, pulling that Journal out once again to look down at it. Now where in the Hell was his damn cake? The Cajun would be wandering away before the Doctor got to give his proper Good-bye. But it didn't matter, they'd see each other again, soon enough.

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