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Day 49: Late Afternoon - T & M Electronics

May 02, 2010 16:03

The rain was really picking up by the time McCoy left the bar. A roll of thunder rumbled through the air. He paused under the awning, squinting up at the dark sky. He hadn't seen a storm like this in years. Not since Earth. It was looking to outdo any storm he'd ever seen too. Was it safe to even drive through this weather? If he was worried about ( Read more... )

leonard, mccoy, dean winchester, guy, erika

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theroadsofar May 3 2010, 08:43:30 UTC

Looked like he'd been right about the weather taking a turn for the worse. Sure, it wasn't hailing or snowing, but the sky overhead was now a piss-ugly shade of gray there and doing its damnedest to dump its load on everyone's heads. Dean did his best to sidestep any major puddles. By the time he moseyed his way to what looked like some Mom and Pop electronic store, his sock was soaked and the shoe was just for looks at that point ( ... )

hes_deadjim May 3 2010, 09:10:24 UTC

McCoy turned at the voice. He recognized the man sure enough. Male human, sturdy build like the captain, brown hair. It was the patient from a few nights ago. He suppressed a disapproving frown. The very one who thought it was a good idea to not only use an old leather jacket as a compress, but to go applying belt tourniquets at the drop of a hat ( ... )

theroadsofar May 4 2010, 00:06:29 UTC

He took it, shaking it. Guy had a pretty good grip; not the kind that was trying too hard to compensate for something, but something solid ( ... )

hes_deadjim May 4 2010, 07:02:54 UTC

He had a confident enough handshake. Dean's hands were rough, calloused.

"That's good to hear. Just make sure she doesn't over-exert that leg in the mean time. It'll need time to heal," McCoy said. Although with the way Dean and his friend had been ready to handle that wound last night, McCoy suspected that they'd consider just 'walking it off' a valid treatment.

With the accelerated healing he'd seen on Jim, it might not even be too much of a concern. He hadn't had a chance to check back up on the woman, but it could have healed just as neatly as the captain's. Accelerated, near inhuman healing or not, that wasn't an excuse to throw caution to the winds just because you thought you could. That leg would still need a chance to recover.

McCoy looked at him curiously when he went on. He didn't recognize Dean, not outside of that encounter that night and certainly not from the Enterprise or any of the planets they'd stopped at.

"I don't think so. Do I remind you of someone?"

theroadsofar May 4 2010, 22:09:23 UTC

Dean peered at McCoy. "I thought you did." If they had run into each other before, McCoy wasn't exactly pitching in with his two cents.

Either he really was new or he'd been wiped too. Man, and Dean'd been thinking it was gonna be tricky before today. This was the kind of BS that made it hard to roll out of bed sometimes, when it looked like everything was stacked against you no matter how hard you butted your head against the wall. It wasn't just running into another person he wasn't entirely sure if he'd met or not. More like everything just piling up, not knowing how much time left there was, and not being able to gank all the evil crap that was roaming around the halls at night. Dean ran a hand through his hair, the rain spiking it into wet clumps, and then dropped it ( ... )

hes_deadjim May 5 2010, 04:43:33 UTC

Maybe it was someone back home, wherever (or when) Dean came from exactly. Unless he had someone running around that looked like him, maybe a scruffier version of him, just like Jim's scruffier version of Spock.

The doctor moved further inside as Dean motioned to the large screen. The back was bulky, looked like you could strain several somethings trying to lift it. And what had they called those things higher up? MP4 players? MP2 players? Whatever the exact name, they were all obsolete by the twenty-third century. You saw these in photos, memory tapes, the odd eccentric's collection and exhibits.

Still, they could still be useful. He hadn't had a chance to mention it yet, but maybe Spock could do something with the thing's innards. If not here, then the ones back at the facility. McCoy wasn't much of a mechanic or engineer, so jury-rigging up some sort of communication device from anything in here would take nothing short of a miracle from his end.

The doctor leaned forward to inspect what looked like it very well could be an ( ... )

theroadsofar May 6 2010, 00:49:56 UTC

Dean almost grinned at that. No kidding. Hell, if he was Joe Normal, he'd probably have forgotten how to work a VCR by now, but messing around with security cameras and dropping by Bobby's meant you got the refresher course on old school stuff every now and then ( ... )

hes_deadjim May 6 2010, 05:24:44 UTC

That wasn't exactly the word McCoy would have used. 'Useful', maybe, if Spock got his hands on it. That was if he could do anything with it. Other than that, antiquated, obsolete, and about as a clunky looking as an old freighter. If he remembered correctly, these things required you to carry a tape all over the place. If you wanted other musicians, you had to bring along even more tapes. It was a wonder people back then had room for anything else if they were bogged down as it was. Data storage had come a long way in his time ( ... )

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