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[mintjulep]

I hope y'all have at least brushed your goddamn teeth.

((ooc: Feel free to run into him!))

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

[He's actually on his way to the supermarket. Even thieves have to eat, when he passes Bones in the street. He pauses for a second, for reasons he knows not, and:

Grabs him by the back of the neck and kisses him.]

[mintjulep]

[ If it weren't for the curse, McCoy might actually use some of his Starfleet-given hand-to-hand training. Being grabbed by the back of the neck when you're not expecting it is not the most fun thing in the world, after all.

But nope. Instead, he kisses back. Goddammit, why are all the men he's kissing so against shaving? (Like he can talk, half the time.) ]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[It's a pretty quality kiss, too. It lasts minute before Pink pulls away]

What the fuck was that?

[mintjulep]

[ It really is, which will be concerning later on. Who knows, maybe the mistletoe helps. ]

I have no goddamn idea.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[Pink eyes Bones for a long, long second.]

Okay, I'll tell you what. No one finds out about this and everything is fucking fine, okay?

[mintjulep]

[ B| ]

Why the hell would I go around tellin' people?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[ B| ]

Fuck if I know. I don't fucking know you! You could get off on this shit!

[mintjulep]

[ B| ]

On being assaulted in the middle of the goddamn street? Sounds more like your thing to me!

[pinkeffinprofessional]

I do not get off on assaulting assholes with faggoty fucking accents, okay?

[YES. YES HE WENT THERE.]

[mintjulep]

[ OH HELL NO. ]

You want to say that again?

[ This is just the cherry on top of a bad fucking life, all right? ]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Does the problem with your fucking mouth extend to your ears, too?

[It does not help that Mr. Pink is shorter than Bones and also has the name Mr. Pink.]

[mintjulep]

[ Mr. Pink, Leonard... Both of them are sort of shit, really. ]

Back the hell off.

[ Or else he may have to throw the first punch and he is fairly certain that's against the Hippocratic Oath. Even if he really wants to do it. 8( ]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[Luckily Pink hears warnings, unlike some other members of his circle of acquaintances. He takes a step back, okay.]

Fuck this shit.

[And a cigarette is pulled out of his coat pocket. He gave up quitting when he came to this hellhole, damn it.]

[mintjulep]

[ Good man. ]

That shit'll kill you, y'know.

[ Says the man who is strongly considering going home and celebrating this curse with several bottles of bourbon. ]

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Warning's on the label. I kind of fucking figured.

[Pause, and a long draw]

Quitting is not a fucking option in this hellhole. You some kind of doctor?

[mintjulep]

Most people ignore the label.

[ Which, well, he figures Pink is basically doing, so... ]

Yeah, actually.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Most people can't fucking read.

[He pulls out the box and offers Bones one.]

No shit, huh?

[mintjulep]

[ Snort. ]

True enough.

[ He eyes the box for a moment before shrugging slightly and taking one. What the hell. ]

CMO on a starship.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

For real?

[That makes Pink actually think for a second]

That goes to space?

[mintjulep]

Yeah. To both.

[ Cigarette why are you yet another bad habit 8( ]

'course, it's 2258, back home.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

....1992.

[Shit. Pink takes a drag]

So this place must be ass fucking backwards to you.

[mintjulep]

[ A year before the Eugenics Wars, back home. Ugh. Hopefully they won't have them on this guy's world. ]

You can say that again, though at least most everyone has more or less the same anatomy. Makes learning how to use a bunch of goddamn museum pieces posing as medical tools on 'em easier.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Working in the hospital?

[mintjulep]

Tryin' to. I've been stuck in "training" since everything's so damn backwards.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Sounds like crap to me.