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[sufferably]

_{( A few hours after arriving, and after meeting up with Jim and figuring out some basics, because he's not about to make a public post that makes a fool of him in front of a bunch of people, Bones picks up the comm and says, rough southern accent and all-- )}

Alright. There's obviously no point asking about how to hail a ship that's in orbit two hundred years in the future.

_{( A great start, by Dr. Leonard McCoy. He sounds all business, and you can almost hear him rolling up his sleeves. )}

If this is a city of heroes, I'm willing to bet it's also a city of danger. _{( He says that derisively. )} If you were going to rate this place based on how easy it was to get sick, injured--how would it compare to your home ti--that is, world? Are buildings getting knocked down, people getting crazy interdimensional diseases?

I like to know what I'm working with.

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[viced]

Hm.

Now that's fucking tempting.

[sufferably]

You got elected, making cracks like that?

[viced]

You bet I did.

I think they like my "everyman" quality, or some shit like that.

[sufferably]

So wanting people to explode is relatable, now. Good to know.

[viced]

You haven't met the entirety of the import population yet.

If you did, you'd probably understand.

[sufferably]

That they'll either want me to explode, or make me want them to explode?

No, I pretty much got that, already.

[viced]

Oh yeah. It gets worse with time, too.

[sufferably]

Of course it does.

[viced]

Would you expect anything less? I mean, it can be a long time in this place.

[sufferably]

Yeah? How long you been around?

_{( Weighing this against 5 years in space... )}

[viced]

Er. It'll be four years in September. You might be in for a long haul here, pal.

[sufferably]

Shit.

_{( Muttering: )} They're going to be unbearable off the ship.

[viced]

Yeah, double shit.

At least, if "they" are as bad as you make "them" sound.

[sufferably]

Probably worse.

[viced]

Eech--

That sounds bad.

[sufferably]

Be grateful they're the thorn in my side, not yours.

[viced]

Hey, I'm the Mayor, remember? I'm pretty sure they will be at some point.

[sufferably]

That'd mean I'd screwed up somewhere along the way.

[viced]

I don't know about that. It's not like you have absolute and total control over them.

[sufferably]

Maybe so. But they're well-being is my responsibility. And if they're making stupid decisions, it's probably interfering with that.

[viced]

Probably, but it's not exactly something you can always keep from happening.

[sufferably]

Don't I know it.

_{( And the sigh there is a touch heavier that it might have been, had the past year not happened. )}

[viced]

Well, you know, that's why people like me are here to help take care of the trouble makers.

I'm sure they won't be that bad.

[sufferably]

I'm not going to hold my breath. And I recommend that you don't, either.

[viced]

Don't worry, I've never stopped breathing on anyone's account.