[001] - Arrival | Video w/ option for Action

[dammit_imadoctor]

[Groggy was the least of Leonard's problems, following closely after 'Where the hell am I?'. Oh, sure, he'd sat and listened to the hologram, and it would be his damn luck if that was all true. He'd still prefer to hear it from a person.

Yanking someone off a spaceship in the middle of space wasn't as much of an impossibility as it seemed before Jim'd beamed onto the Enterprise mid-warp with Scotty.

He didn't mind being planet-side, a good old fashioned atmosphere was always well and good by him. What was pissing him off more was the fact that he'd come down with the clothes on his back, his communicator, and nothing much else. The damn communicator didn't even work, or at least it wasn't picking up anything.

After about an hour he'd stopped waiting by the bay, taken his welcome package and headed off to what the map had said was a bar a few blocks away. Jack's - or something like that.

One drink wasn't going to get him drunk and if he was really the only one that got abducted here they'd be looking for him.

Leonard McCoy is nursing his second glass of bourbon and frowning over the paperwork he'd taken to reading when he finally looks at the other communicator they gave him. Well, he figured, why the hell not? He's scowling into the device once he finally turns it on.]

Doctor Leonard McCoy, Starfleet Medical Officer here, and I've got just one good question for whoever happens to be on this damn thing; What the hell is really going on here?

[He tilts the device pointedly away and takes another sip of his drink before returning to its view. Then, as almost an afterthought he adds;]

Aside from what that hologram had to say.

Comments

[dammit_imadoctor]

Well isn't that great? How've they still got a population left in this place?

You don't have to answer that, I think I can guess.

[black_black_heart]

To be fair, the seafood turned out pretty good. The one who hit my bar was a big crab, I hear there was a huge lobster, too.

[ That's right, he cooked that fucker. Look, it BROKE HIS ROOF. ]

Also, death isn't super permanent, if you're unlucky enough to die to begin with you can give something up to come back. I'm proof of that, I'm one of the few around as far as I know who's done it.

[dammit_imadoctor]

[McCoy is staring in something like horror at that particular life choice.]

You find a damned mutated crustacean and decide to eat it? Did anyone even think to test it beforehand? It was probably radioactive.

[And then, with the next tidbit of information, he starts to be really glad he'd found a bar.]

Oh. Well I guess the radioactive surf on turf isn't that big of a problem then.

[He was really, really starting to dislike this place.]

[black_black_heart]

None of us were quite sure where to even get it tested. I tried it first, though, not to worry. And asked its old owner if it was going to kill any of the humans if I let them eat it too.

[ Humans, so fragile. ]

I did boil it thoroughly, if that helps. Had to use someone's pool, at that size, but we got the job done.

[dammit_imadoctor]

[None of that, helped really, no.]

Let me guess someone boiled the pool with magic.

[He says that word like a curse.]

[black_black_heart]

Nah buddy, I used a little zippo lighter. Obviously.

[dammit_imadoctor]

Yeah, well you have fun with that.

Thanks for the information.

[black_black_heart]

Darlin' I always have fun. What else is the point?

[dammit_imadoctor]

[McCoy is just shaking his head, sighing, and not dignifying that with a response before he takes another drink.]