for ZEX, it's time to par-tay

[bornsnarky]

[standing at the bar, yanking on the collar of this damn dress uniform]

[reeeeeeally hoping these Thraddash people don't approach me, surely there're enough interesting people around here that I can just get convivially drunk with Scotty and ZEX and Uhura]

[I can see Jim in the corner being all charming and shit, and there're a couple more being entertained by Chekov and Gaila, excellent, maybe I can get out of this formal reception with my sanity relatively intact]

[then a gravelly voice behind me says he'll buy me a drink]

[...turning]

Ah. Um. Thanks, I guess. I'm Leonard McCoy.


[he says he knows]

Comments

[zexyandiknowit]

Oh.

...

Can I do this during?

[bornsnarky]

[snorts]

If you want.

[zexyandiknowit]

Yes, please.

[Finally, we have made it to my quarters. GOLD STAR, US]

[bornsnarky]

[it will be time to get up before we go to bed]

[oh well]

[hauling my tricorder out]

[zexyandiknowit]

[Wobbles a bit as he begins undoing the top of his dress]

[May well be wearing only a miniskirt equivalent for this]

[bornsnarky]

Crap, you okay?

[noting bruises and wobbles, though am aware that you're a bit pished and also you clearly got the best of those fights]

[zexyandiknowit]

[Takes his arms out of his sleeves and lets the top of the dress slide down his back, trusting the belt to keep him decent]

[Leans on the table] Mmmm, fine. Just a bit tired, possibly. More likely, I am drunk.

Come here?

[bornsnarky]

[wincing sympathetically at the bruising]

[not reacting AT ALL to the half nakedness]

[no way no sir no how]

Sure.

[zexyandiknowit]

[Yes, step into my arms as you examine me so that I might pet you and admire your stupid face]

[As I would with anyone, surely]

[bornsnarky]

[similarly I come to all my patients' quarters to examine them alone when they're half naked and stroking my hair]

[gently probing around the edge of one of the biggest bruises] You want something for this? I can't find any serious damage, but some of these have to hurt.

[zexyandiknowit]

Hmmmmmmm...

--Oh, well. I will possibly feel it tomorrow. I think... yes, please.

[bornsnarky]

[thank heavens for big pockets]

[basic medkit, go: I know I'm a bit tipsy so I wouldn't do anything complicated, but I can calibrate a basic dose of painkillers for any of our crew in my sleep]

Here goes.

[triggering the hypo against your neck, a lot more gently than I do for Jim]

[zexyandiknowit]

Mmf. Thank you. ♥

[...Wait are you done do you have to leave O(]

[bornsnarky]

[yawning]

No problem. You sleepy?

[zexyandiknowit]

...A little.

You can--[stay. Wait WAIT A MINUTE] Mmn.

[bornsnarky]

[frowning a little, not sure what you mean]

I can get out of your ha- um, I can get out and let you sleep, if you like.

[yawning again, won't someone take pity on me]

[zexyandiknowit]

Ah. You are--you are obviously tired. Work will be very interesting tomorrow as it is.

[Pats... your shoulder. This is normal.]

[bornsnarky]

I'm okay. But I wouldn't mind sitting, or something.


[and snuggling, but hell if I'm about to ask for that]

[zexyandiknowit]

[Offers a seat!]

[bornsnarky]

[pulls you down too]

[zexyandiknowit]

[jhlakjshflkdj what]

[bornsnarky]

[arranging myself comfortably against you]

'snice.

[zexyandiknowit]

[Inner voice too busy freaking out since ZEX almost invited McCoy to stay the night]

It. Yes. It is.

[bornsnarky]

If we'd just sat here all night it would've been a much better night.

[convivially tipsy, at least when it comes to you]

[scooting along a little so I can rest my head on your shoulder]

[zexyandiknowit]

...Flattering.

[Allows this?? SUDDENLY EXAMINING EVERYTHING]