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[mintjulep]

This is Leonard McCoy, Chief Medical Officer aboard the USS Enterprise. Bridge, do you copy?

[ There’s a man in science blue standing next to the fountain, looking cold and grumpy as he shakes his device. ]

Damn interference… Enterprise, this is McCoy. I don’t know what the hell happened with those infernal transporters, but I’m damn sure I ain’t where I’m supposed to be. Scott, can you hear me? Jim? Uhura? Sulu? Chekov? Chapel? Anyone?

… Spock?

[ Nothing, not even the hobgoblin. Dammit. ]

Right, well. Looks like I’ll try and blend in. Christmas music and all...

[ Except since his communicator couldn’t reach the Enterprise, it broadcasted his conversation to the entire city instead… ]

Comments

audio:

[charring]

It just gets quieter if you're around others.

Pleasure to meet you, McCoy. Welcome to the City.

audio:

[mintjulep]

Never stops entirely?

You too. Thanks for the heads up about the ticking.

audio:

[charring]

I've been socializing enough where I hardly notice it. It becomes white noise. Kind of like having the air conditioner or a fan on. Subconsciously, you're aware of it. But it's so trivial and unimportant.

You're welcome. Good luck here.

audio:

[mintjulep]

[ Ugh. ] Right. Well, guess I'll have to [ find people he can tolerate ] figure something out, then.

Thanks. [ He's going to need it. ]

audio:

[charring]

There is still the pet option. And a job. Those also help.

audio:

[mintjulep]

Y'all need another doctor around here?

audio:

[charring]

I don't see why we wouldn't, with how crazy things get around here. I'd ask at the hospital.

audio:

[mintjulep]

A lot of accidents?