Log with McCoy & Kirk

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Sulu was the kind of guy who found trekking through overgrown jungles exciting. Not just exciting, really, but educational and interesting and all that sort of stuff. The fact was that Sulu really enjoyed going planetside and tromping around in dense, uncharged junglescapes.

The fact that he had a satchel (he was one for the classics) that was currently being filled with plant samples, seeds and one tiny live specimen of an interesting new branch of Anacheilium fragrans that actually had pigmentation in its petals - well, that was a bonus to the whole "adventuring" thing.

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Climbing to his feet with minimal stumbling, he dusted himself off, frowning at a few tears that had made their way into his regulation slacks. He simply nodded to McCoy, looking up in Sulu's direction.

"I'm not gonna lie, I sort of expected it. But, I mean, you'd think he'd be a little more hesitant to jump on something that just tried to kill him." He shrugged, looking suddenly as though he hadn't just encountered some dangerous alien flora. Patting McCoy's shoulder, he even went so far as to grin. "You shouldn't be such a pessimist, Bones. We're alive, aren't we? Maybe next time you guys won't go off without a full away-team." He laughed, realizing quickly that he was just going to get a more sour response based on that. "Right, right. Drinks it is."

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While McCoy and Jim were busy making fun of him, Sulu was taking the opportunity to investigate a tiny bulge in the underbrush. A small, bright blue flower peeked up at him. Hmm.

After a moment, he stood and turned around, dusting off his hands. "I heard that, by the way. Speaking of something that just tried to kill us, you do realize that we're standing on top of something that will probably try again once it comes to its senses."

With a bright grin, "I say we get back to the ship before that happens."

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Bones rolled his eyes. "I just got choked by a damned plant with teeth. I don't call that attitude pessimism, I call it realism." He answered Kirk's grin, moving to where his phaser was gleaming behind a heavy root. When Sulu spoke he straightened, putting the phaser in his belt with an uneasy look at the plant.

"Very sensible space madness." He said, turning to where Kirk and his party had come from. "Let's go you two- and you're not allowed to ask Chapel to take out your splinters Jim." He said as he began to walk, not looking back.

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"Good plan, Lieutenant." Jim waved Sulu and the other two onward, heading after McCoy grudgingly - wasn't he the one who was supposed to be giving the orders? He holstered his phaser, rubbing the back of his head as he considered that he probably would have eventually gotten to the point of asking Chapel that exact question if Bones hadn't warned him ahead of time.

"You take the fun out of everything. How am I supposed to enjoy my job if you stop me from taking advantage of all of its perks?"