.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]

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

I'm not the kid's babysitter- that's your job I hate to break it to you. [McCoy answers with a quirked brow.]

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Actually, I think it's Spock's." [Jim takes a minute to think about this, before he shrugs. He plants a kiss on Bones and reaches around the doctor to slap his ass.]

"Have fun working, honey."

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

If you haven't noticed- [He began before getting interrupted of course. He gives a slightly undignified noise at Kirk's action.]

Damnit Jim. [He stalks to the door, pulling Kirk with him as he opens it. He glances around the sick bay a moment before turning kissing Jim, hard, and pulling away.] Stay out of trouble for once. [He turns and heads off to check on Pavi behind the curtain first.]