001 ✚ voice

[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.

Comments

[sufferably]

Figure its one of those best-and-worst cases. Good when its working for you, a pain in the ass when it's working against you.

[heartlessglitch]

Agreed. I often experience both admiration and frustration towards your species.

[sufferably]

And you don't lean one way or the other?

[heartlessglitch]

I do. On a case-by-case basis.

[sufferably]

Fair enough.

[heartlessglitch]

My significant other was human. I imagine, if he were still here, he would've been pleased to meet you, Dr. McCoy.

[sufferably]

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

_{( He sounds genuinely curious. )}

[heartlessglitch]

You seem unphased by the idea of a sentient machine. Moreover, being a doctor, I assume you are at least somewhat science-minded.

[sufferably]

If I was phased by everything I came across, by days would be a lot longer and my life a lot shorter.

And that's more or less right. Least as far as the body goes. Ship's got a Science Officer for the rest.

[heartlessglitch]

At the very least, there is ample opportunity within the ImPort community for someone of your particular specialty to assist or find work.

[sufferably]

Always is, darling. Though, I'll grant you this place might need me more than most.

[heartlessglitch]

[ she makes a light acknowledging sound. ]

Would you consider working with me, Dr. McCoy?

[sufferably]

_{( He pauses, considering. )}

What is it you do?

[heartlessglitch]

I am the warden of a psychiatric hospital. We specialize in ImPort patients and the criminally insane.

[sufferably]

That'd be the one called NoHOPE, right? _{( Seriously what the hell is that name, though. )}

[heartlessglitch]

That is the popular abbreviation, yes.

[sufferably]

_{( He pauses for a second, then: )} Guess if I'm going to be stuck here I might as well have something to do.

_{( Also ~helping people~ gives him warm feelings shush. )}

[heartlessglitch]

I am pleased that you feel that way. I assume you will want to become acquainted with the hospital grounds. I can arrange that at your convenience, if you are not opposed to a tour during our renovations.

[sufferably]

Sometimes that's the best chance to get a look at a place.

_{( He says, thinking of the Enterprise and the past few months. )}

[heartlessglitch]

Then I look forward to hosting you, Dr. McCoy.

[sufferably]

I'll be in touch, ma'am. _{( Yeah ok she can be ma'am now. )}