imaythrowuponyou | EIGHTEEN

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[So, this is just another weekend on the Barge for Dr. Lenore McCoy, and everyone's constant oh god what is happening is starting to wear on her admittedly easy to piss off nerves. So she looks a little grouchy while broadcasting from the infirmary while wearing some blue scrubs instead of her usual Starfleet uniform, since none of the ones currently in her closet fit correctly.]

Well, whatever the hell this flood is, the infirmary's still open, so if anyone's got anything they're medically freaked out about, I guess come on down.

[She is not convinced this won't unleash some kind of crazy hell upon the staff but. Ohhhh well.]

[Private to Arya]

You okay, Cat?

[Private to Jim]

You'd better not be doing anything stupid.

[Private to Merlin]

How the "princess" treating you?

[ooc: Will be tagging around with

damnitjamie and Bones thinks she's always been a woman but remembers you as your correct genders, i.e. Arya is still a girl Jim is still a guy etc.]

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What could I possibly be doing right now?

An- oh Christ, I'm not sure I wanna know. This flood is ridiculous.

Not the first time it's happened.

Edited 2012-03-10 06:31 (UTC)

Of course it isn't.

...

You should be prepared for any number of medical questions about this flood, as I will be.

[You are a lady, Bones. So many people. Ladies. He does not know what to do, because now he wants to put you in his TARDIS and he didn't want to do that before and that's the strangest urge so he's not going say that.]