[Jim looked down at the girl who was suddenly very much in his lap and just managed a sigh, quickly draining his glass and handing it over to Bones; apparently he was incredibly used to this.] Guess she's tapping out.
Looks like it. [He grabbed the glass, glancing at Sulu with a raised brow. How this happened he would never wrap his mind around.] And what are we supposed to do with her- him?
Mnn. [Sulu grumbled and almost sat up again out of spite, but he was way too tired to bother.] Not asleep yet. And just... wake me up in ten minutes, I'll... go back to my cabin.
[Absently, Jim stroked her hair in a reassuring way more than a petting way.] Yeah, of course you aren't. I'll tell you what you're not doing yet is going anywhere. You're way too hammered.
Be quiet you, you're staying. [McCoy directed at Sulu before looking to Jim.] What happens if this sticks? This- [He jerked a thumb at Sulu. Girl Sulu.]
Fine. [Sulu sighed and glared at McCoy as best he could from his position.] I'm not staying a woman. Viruses only last... a week. [He twisted his head to look at Jim, completely ignoring the fact that his Captain is both acting as his pillow and petting his hair.] ...Right?
Yeah, it's usually not more than a week. [He gives Sulu a reassuring smile, but when he looks up at McCoy, it's much less comforting. It looked bleak, as if he was trying to say 'I have no idea.']
[Sulu seemed pretty content with that, not noticing the annoyingly unsure looks going on above him.] Besides. I make an awful woman, I refuse to stay one.
[Jim might have chosen to argue with Sulu immediately, but he was busy giving McCoy a tight-lipped nod of his head. They'd work it out. That decided, he looked down at Sulu.] I don't know about that, you're doing a pretty convincing job so far.
[McCoy returned the nod, sighing as he looked down at Sulu.] God damn it Sulu, you're a good woman. [He said in annoyance, backtracking immediately.] Not that you're acting feminine, just- you're not a bad one- not in action. You- [He just stopped right there. He could almost see Jocelyn's 'you're digging yourself into a deeper hole' tight lipped look.]
[He laughed under his breath and craned his head to look at McCoy,] That was... bad. But I... think I'll just take it as a compliment. [It'd work, either way. He was too sleepy to argue. As penance, though, he dropped his feet into McCoy's lap. Bastard deserved to be the other half of his pillow if he was going to be all retarded about him being a woman.] Seriously... wake me up in ten and I can... go back to my cabin. I don't want to put you out. [Sleepily,] Thank you for... tolerating this though. I'm sorry. Both of you, uh, I mean. [Just so Jim didn't think he was being... weird about Dr. McCoy. It was awkward enough without that added issue.]
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