Hell you kids. [McCoy was trying to remember where he kept his liquor. It was hard.] Are going to be the death of me. Turning into a- women, that damned attitude. You're like Jim, too hard on yourself. Not that I can blame you, on the flagship at your age. What was Star Fleet thinking sending the lot of us up here...
[Sulu tried to raise one eyebrow but instead raised both, watching McCoy... look for a place to put the bottle.] My age? I'm not that young! [He huffed and slid off the desk. Okay, standing wasn't so easy, when did they hit a space storm and get so rocky? He leaned against the desk oh-so-inconspicuously and gripped the edge.] Hoo, boy. Should have taken the bottle away earlier. And I'm twenty-one years old, and besides, we're better than anyone else.
[...Okay, chatty and a little egotistic. Still, since he was stating what he perceived to be cold, hard facts, there was no need to apologize.] They were thinking, "Let's put the best, most.... awesome people on our flagship." And I can't blame them!
Twenty one. [McCoy repeated as proof, turning to raise his brow at her, not yet noticing the imbalance.] You and Jim also have some damn ego on you. Sure you're all a bunch of brilliant kids, but your still kids.
[He grinned and shook his head a little harder than probably necessary.] I only act like this when I drink, I don't like boasting most of the time. And maybe we're just kids but. [He pointed at McCoy,] Don't forget that I saved you from a tentacle monster. You know, until Jim came and... did the actual saving, whatever, I still helped. [Big Damn Hero time. He laughed again and moved to take a step, grabbing the desk when that turned out to be a bad idea.]
But I don't - think that, you know, that any of us are infal - mm, unable to make mistakes. We can, but we... take responsibility for them. And try to fix them. [A frown,] Even if it doesn't really work out, but still, that's what makes us so good.
[McCoy reached out to grab his arm when it looked like Sulu was going to stumble, frowning a little at how much sense the pilot was making. McCoy figured he must have been damned drunk himself.]
Experience means a lot you know. [Oh he was still holding Sulu's arm. He pulled away sharply, nearly stumbling himself.] It shouldn't work- all these kids shouldn't work as well as they do.
[He was completely oblivious to the grab, but when McCoy nearly stumbled in his backpedaling he grabbed his arm to steady him with his... relatively lesser weight. Hey, he was just as much a bro as McCoy.] Experience can only, you know, you can only gain experience by making mistakes. And then fixing them. And why not? We performed, uh... Worked with each other really good in a crisis situation. That's, like... the one way you know, you know? That you're a good team.
[A bro with breasts god damn it. McCoy managed to look thoroughly flustered, which on him didn't look too much different than drunk rambling. Without the rambling. He could do smooth ok.] That was a whole lot of luck kid, a whole lot of skill sure, but a whole lot of luck to back it up. Hell, if half the fleet hadn't been destroyed I would- they wouldn't have. Maybe it was old Spock.
[Sulu frowned.] There's nothing wrong with how we performed and I think it was... good, the luck part, because then we wouldn't have such a... [He laughed (okay so it's kind of like a giggle but shut up, it's just the pitch all right?) and grinned,] A crack team of specialists! Who work together great. Stop being so negative, you're stuck with us.
Don't I know it. [He muttered, walking over to his bed and sitting down because I fucking said so.] It really doesn't bother you at all- hell, it shouldn't. You're just like Jim. [He gives up with that, waving a hand.] Yeah, we're the crack team.
[He grinned.] You worry too much. I don't let it bother me because we work good together. [A little... well, coyly,] There's an ancient Japanese saying: If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
[McCoy couldn't help but laugh at that, low and maybe a bit drunkenly. Fuck you all, it was funny.] You know some say there's always room for improvement, broken or not.
[Smugly,] You should laugh more, it'll make you less grumpy. [He was ~so pleased~ that he got McCoy to laugh and it showed. That was a damned achievement.] I think we're improving every day, though. I mean, you know, with us all working together.
[He frowned suddenly and shook his head.] Of course until I go and do something stupid, but that'll... work itself out. You know Jim better than me, how long does he stay... mad at people?
[McCoy rolled his eyes at his suggestion.] And ruin my reputation? [He said, bone dry, before considering Sulu's question.]
Give him time. Jim respects you Sulu, he just needs to remember why. Keep driving us around and he'll figure it out. [McCoy made a note to go tell Jim to stop being an idiot about this. The jealous friend part. Not that McCoy was much better when it came to Jim and Spock but that was different. It was.]
[Another grin.] I guess you should only do it around people who know you aren't grumpy, then, huh? [He shrugged, then, suddenly realizing he was listing to the side. You know, around the time he had to step to keep from stumbling.] I guess. I'm not planning on begging for his forgiveness anyway.
Who says I'm not? [His lips quirked, the eyeroll in his tone. When Sulu... tipped he scowled, gesturing him over.] Come on sit down before you fall over. And don't worry about Jim, I- he'll get over it before you know it.
I do. [Sulu, being smart enough to know that the ship wasn't actually rocking, decided to take McCoy's advice and stumbled over, dropping onto the bed and lying flat on his back. He paused at the stumble in McCoy's sentence and pointed at him vaguely, not really looking.] Don't go lecturing him, he'll just, I don't know, he'll be... mad. At you intervening. [Hmmm.] You know, he actually asked, uh, he said something about you and me being friends? And I don't know why or anything since we weren't... talking about you. We were talking about me.
[McCoy sighed, flopping back because he was tired and if he and Sulu were lying far too close well, that was just the way it was.] I don't know, he's... [He glared up at the ceiling, which needed to stop moving faintly.] He thought I was- I don't know. After all this time, after I risked my damned career bringing him here he still thinks I'll up and walk out. [He turned, glancing to Sulu.] He's still a damned kid in so many ways.
[Sulu mulled that over in his alcohol-saturated brain for a bit, making a thoughtful noise before sitting up to get a good look at McCoy. Squinting a bit blearily, he leaned over slightly and gave him the best reassuring look he could muster.] He just really... needs to relax. I barely even know you and I can tell that you're not... going to... [He chewed his lip, mumbling something in Japanese before deciding on,] walk out on him. You're his friend, and he needs to stop having trust issues about it because it's... stupid. [He nodded; that sounded good enough.] Not that I'm going to tell him that.
[Jim was planning on coming to ask McCoy something about the starbase and Nancy Crater, because I think that's about when this happened, and just used his captain's override to come straight into the room because he has no sense of privacy, but he stopped short when he came inside and saw ~Demora~ and his best friend sitting on the bed. His stomach lurched.]
Should I come back later? [His voice was monotone, trying to make it sound like he couldn't give a shit, mostly because he was still trying to process what was undeniably real life in front of him.]
[McCoy couldn't help his lips quirking a little at Sulu's words, because it was nice to hear ok. He was a good friend damnit.
Of course that was just when Kirk decided to come in. Well fuck. McCoy pushed himself up, brushing far too close to Sulu and steadying himself by holding Sulu's shoulder.] Jim? [It took him a drunken minute to feel both irrationally guilty and annoyed at the same time.]
[Sulu grinned back until he heard the door open, then he was looking over to see Jim giving that... deadpan kind of look at them. He furrowed his brow in an attempt to figure out what the problem was, not... really remembering that they were basically in bed together and McCoy was you know, touching him.] Captain?
[It was just not clicking for him. He beamed.] Hello~! Did you come to drink with us?
No. I came to inform Doctor McCoy that we're plotting a course for M-113, but I can see he's busy. I'll stop by some other time. Since you're here, Mr. Sulu, I can alert you to be prepared for the change. Have a good evening, gentlemen. [He turned and headed for the door with full intentions of leaving, managing - miraculously - to avoid some sarcastic, hissed response to their surprise.]
[McCoy didn't even fully comprehend that they were going to where his ~old flame~ was currently shacking up. He did comprehend Jim's pissy tone, and his 'I'm dealing with this by going cold shoulder captain on you.' McCoy stood.]
Jim. [He repeated, scowl deepening.] Stop it. You're- [He waved a hand in a way that would be dangerous if someone was standing next to him.] You're doing it again.
[Sulu winced at the tone, really taken aback by it because while he figured he was going to get a little bit of a frosty disposition from Jim, he hadn't expected... that.
It was when McCoy stood up that he remembered the whole... bed thing. And then it finally clicked.] -Oh. Oh! [He shoved himself up and pushed McCoy's extended hand out of his way because, being drunk, he wasn't about to just let someone turn his back on him. Hell no, that's not how Sulu rolled. And so help you McCoy if you try to stop him from being assertive right now...] No, what? Don't leave! [Absolutely nothing was going on, you crazy bastard!]
[Jim didn't turn around, but he stopped, hands finding his hips.] Seriously, don't let me stop you. I have nothing against inter-office romance or sex or whatever ... this is, as long as you guys don't let it affect your work, I could care less. [Granted, he knew no one could handle it quite as masterfully as Uhura and Spock did, but he was giving them the benefit of the doubt as long as he was subduing the seething betrayal that was threatening in his stomach and making his blood run cold.]
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Date: 2009-12-08 06:37 am (UTC)[...Okay, chatty and a little egotistic. Still, since he was stating what he perceived to be cold, hard facts, there was no need to apologize.] They were thinking, "Let's put the best, most.... awesome people on our flagship." And I can't blame them!
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Date: 2009-12-08 08:39 am (UTC)But I don't - think that, you know, that any of us are infal - mm, unable to make mistakes. We can, but we... take responsibility for them. And try to fix them. [A frown,] Even if it doesn't really work out, but still, that's what makes us so good.
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Date: 2009-12-10 07:22 am (UTC)Experience means a lot you know. [Oh he was still holding Sulu's arm. He pulled away sharply, nearly stumbling himself.] It shouldn't work- all these kids shouldn't work as well as they do.
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Date: 2009-12-13 03:12 am (UTC)[He frowned suddenly and shook his head.] Of course until I go and do something stupid, but that'll... work itself out. You know Jim better than me, how long does he stay... mad at people?
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Date: 2009-12-13 03:42 am (UTC)Give him time. Jim respects you Sulu, he just needs to remember why. Keep driving us around and he'll figure it out. [McCoy made a note to go tell Jim to stop being an idiot about this. The jealous friend part. Not that McCoy was much better when it came to Jim and Spock but that was different. It was.]
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Date: 2009-12-13 06:45 am (UTC)Should I come back later? [His voice was monotone, trying to make it sound like he couldn't give a shit, mostly because he was still trying to process what was undeniably real life in front of him.]
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Date: 2009-12-13 06:55 am (UTC)Of course that was just when Kirk decided to come in. Well fuck. McCoy pushed himself up, brushing far too close to Sulu and steadying himself by holding Sulu's shoulder.] Jim? [It took him a drunken minute to feel both irrationally guilty and annoyed at the same time.]
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Date: 2009-12-13 07:14 am (UTC)Jim. [He repeated, scowl deepening.] Stop it. You're- [He waved a hand in a way that would be dangerous if someone was standing next to him.] You're doing it again.
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Date: 2009-12-13 07:19 am (UTC)It was when McCoy stood up that he remembered the whole... bed thing. And then it finally clicked.] -Oh. Oh! [He shoved himself up and pushed McCoy's extended hand out of his way because, being drunk, he wasn't about to just let someone turn his back on him. Hell no, that's not how Sulu rolled. And so help you McCoy if you try to stop him from being assertive right now...] No, what? Don't leave! [Absolutely nothing was going on, you crazy bastard!]
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