.029 - operation Get Chekov Trashed, go!

[captain_jtkirk]

It seems as though more and more of my crew are joining me here. It warms my heart, it really does.

Bones, Chekov, let's give Uhura a tour of the pub. Tomorrow night better work for everyone.

And I'll make that an order if you start whining, Lieutenant, so save your breath.

Shego, you can come too and I don't know, sip ginger ale. You too, T'Pol. For old time's sake.

[ooc: This is forward dated until at least after Chekov is back for realz. I just got excited. :c]

Comments

[with_discipline]

There is no one else left you trust with the ship?

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

I think it's terribly bad for morale if the Captain, First Officer, CMO and the Communications Officer are all absent.

[with_discipline]

Perhaps I was wrong about you.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Oh and the Navigations Officer. So five of the senior crew.

And I'll take that as a compliment.

[with_discipline]

It may have been.

Try not to take it too much to heart.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Too late. I'm making us best friend bracelets right now.

[with_discipline]

I'm afraid I have no penchant for wearing jewelry.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Display it somewhere.

[with_discipline]

...

You are joking, aren't you?

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

I have no talent for making jewelry.

[with_discipline]

Fortunate for us both that you have no intention to endeavor in it, then.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

It's the thought that counts, right?

[with_discipline]

I believe that is the saying.

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

You never said if you'd join us.

After a hefty pause

[with_discipline]

I will.