And you are not alone in this...

[iamwinchester]

CHARACTERS: Dean Winchester & YOU!
LOCATION: Just outside the Passenger Quarters
WARNINGS: None, really, except for this good-lookin' dude. :3
SUMMARY: Dean's waiting for Jim Kirk to go on question-hunting adventures with! In the meantime, he's hanging out look like a Very Shady Character.

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Too late to throw in?

[handsofasoldier]

John was also set to meet someone outside of the passenger quarters, although it was, perhaps luckily, not the same man that Dean was due to meet. The older man passes through the doorway, seemingly introverted with thought and pausing to check his communicator every once in a while. Occasionally he glances up and scans his surroundings before typing into the device or checking the time. He's been speaking to people all morning and seeing patients left and right. Now he's getting ready to meet a man who can tell him more about the nuances of medical technology in space - it's shaping up to be a busy day.

He almost walks past Dean, but his com goes off and, of course, he looks around before he'll check it. He spots the young man then, and he can tell right away, from his rough countenance to the sharp gleam in his eye, that he's seen some trouble in life and is looking for more.

"As a doctor, I should advise you not to try whatever reckless thing you're thinking of doing," He tells the other, soft, so that no others can hear as they filter by. His vision drops back to his communicator, which he starts thumbing a reply into. He speaks as he does. "As a person, I'm a bit curious to know what it is..."

Nevah! Sorry about the late tag back! * 3 *

[iamwinchester]

Not completely used to being in such close quarters with so many people, Dean is momentarily caught off-guard and annoyed by that as the stranger's voice breaks in on his act. He glances up and catches the other man staring down at the device he's paying particular attention to before opening his mouth and searching for something awesome to use as a comeback. Unfortunately, it's just not there, especially when he gets the feeling he's not about to be shafted or shipped off to-- well, whoever the hell's in charge around here.

"Nothin' I can't suture up myself," he finally settles on and makes no big deal about the fact he's sewn himself back together more than once. There's a fairly large dose of mistrust as he continues, and though it's nothing personal, he doesn't like to give the game away so early on. Not with someone he doesn't know.

"What kinda person wants to know the gory details?"