ELEVEN | VIDEO

[imaythrowuponyou]

[Bones has set up shop in the infirmary just like usual, despite being a cranky fifteen year old, and has managed to get his hands on some blue scrubs that... kind of fit. He does not look pleased to be several inches shorter and going through puberty again, but let's be real here people, Bones rarely looks particularly pleased about anything.]

The infirmary's still open. I don't care if I'm a kid, I can still operate a tricorder and administer hypos, so if anyone gets hurt, don't keep it to yourself. There're still people around who can help you out.

Jim, Arya- [Whatever he was going to say is getting interrupted by unhappy screeching, and McCoy picks up a plush tribble, opens up the velcro pouch where the controls are, clicks the switch over and the screeching is replaced with cooing instead.

That's right, he got a toy tribble for Christmas. And he just rolls his eyes and sets it aside. The cooing can still be heard off screen.]

Just tell me if you need anything.

[ooc: I will be replying with damnitjocelyn again. <3]

Comments

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

Letting me play with your toy!

[damnitjocelyn]

You can have it, if you want. I don't have a lot of use for a fake tribble.

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

[Big eyes again.] Really? Thank you! [She reached out for it again, giggling the whole time.]

[damnitjocelyn]

[He hands it over.] You're welcome.

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

[She hugged it close with a grin and ran out of the infirmary.]