.062 - it's hard to be a lady

[captain_jtkirk]

[Private to Bones]

Are you working in the Infirmary right now?

[Private to Uhura]

I have questions for you.

[Private to T'Pol]

Do you still have that thing I gave you for Christmas?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

[Kirk stared for a split second before she smiled slowly.] "Maybe I need some convincing."

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

[McCoy let himself have a moment to be exasperated.] Maybe I should try using some of your lines against you. Nice shoes, want to fuck? [He said, vague bemusement in his tone despite himself.]

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Your pants must be made out of mirrors." [Kirk said, slinging an arm around the doctor's neck and pulling him in closer before she lowered her voice.] "Because I can see myself in them."

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

[McCoy nearly groaned at how terrible that one was, putting his hands at Kirk's waist.] I'd hate to see the sad bunch that fell for that one.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"You should probably avoid looking at your mirror pants then." [She pressed in closer, resting her mouth against his chin.] "Can we go back to your room now that you've seen the light?"