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[captain_jtkirk]

Shego, do you still have that thing I gave you?

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

You're funny when you're hopeful.

I mean sight-wise. You may not like it but you have the same genetic makeup as Admiral Kirk, and unless an outside factor is the cause you should be going nearsighted eventually.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

You're mean when you're a doctor.

Again my eyes are blue. His were brown. We're not identical.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

It's the price of being right.

I didn't say you were identical, I said you're made of the same DNA, apparently with some minor outside factors shifting a thing or two. You should take an eye test.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Smugness; you're doing it wrong.

Why? There's no point in taking it now if my eyes are fine, which they are by the way.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Some of us aren't pros like star ship captains I won't name.

Heave forbid you do any health related test willingly.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

He's open to teaching.

There's no need for it.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Seeing as it's such a valuable life skill and all.

Are you so busy it'd be a waste of your precious time?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Yes. I am.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Doing what exactly?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Trying to find ways to make Scotty think he punched himself.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Out drink him- and no, that's not a go ahead to actually try this. Anything else?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Good plan, Bones. I knew I liked you for a reason.

I'm... doing some learning.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

I'm blushing like a school girl.

On what exactly?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Red's a good color on you.

Are you mad that I'm expanding my intellect?

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Shiny beads and shallow flattery Jim.

No, I'm mad that you're not answering the question and I'm sitting here in the infirmary tapping away like a teenager talking to their friends via a PADD in their lap during biology.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

I don't... understand that phrase. Is it southern?

I believe you started the conversation.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Lord, do you get out at all? You sound like Spock.

Then let me restart it: what are you learning?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

... sorry, can't talk. I'm going to go kill myself now.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

You're infuriating on scales that man hasn't reached before.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[imagine a huge, slow eyeroll right here.]

Vulcan calculus.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Was that so hard?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Yes.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

Well a little suffering is good for the soul.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

So is peace and quiet.

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

And apparently so is hours of calculus on end.