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Well this is a damned lot less disastrous than I expected. If I could find a piece of wood I'd be knocking.
[Private to Uhura]
Have any plans tomorrow Lieutenant?
[Private to Cobra fucking Commander]
Lewis, I reviewed your scans and I can reverse a good deal of the damage to your lungs and face. Leave it to that archaic medicine to stick a damned tube down someone's throat and call it a cure.
Whatever the case I need to know the name of your warden before any go aheads.
[Santa Letter: Private]
Oh for the love of god, this is ridiculous. I'm a grown man for Christ's sake, not a seven year old who wants a toy fire truck. Damnit
Fine, it isn't the craziest thing I've been compelled to do here so far. Get the Infirmary staff something, maybe a sweater or scarf that isn't god awful like the ones we've been given. Get Martha some... lord, whatever those backwards 20th century folk use to relax. Tea maybe, the woman could use a break. Peter can have a watch, the kid's impossible to shop for anyway
Get T'Pol a nice pair of gloves, Vulcan sensitive if that's even a real thing. And a bar of dark chocolate, she can pretend she doesn't need a good drink like the rest of us after a hard day. Get that kid JD a nice copy of the Hippocratic Oath, in the original Greek and translated, give the kid something to wrap his genius brain around. Max can get some waltz music, on whatever that archaic device is. Compact discs.
Get Shego a coat, and for the love of god something that isn't green. Parker- hell, wherever she is, get her a good scotch and bourbon. Hayley can have a leather jacket since she think's she such a punk. I'd say something to remind her she is just a kid but I have a feeling there was nothing pleasant about that part of her life.
As for the other hobgoblin get him a pair of earmuff. Wouldn't want his pointy ears to get cold. Get Uhura a music, something she can sing too- and wrap it in one ribbon. Howie should get a bottle of something good, a good scotch.
Pavi could use some piano sheet music, some song that won't drive the rest of us up a wall. As for Jim... hell, something to keep his mind occupied. Maybe an unsolvable puzzle. Little pissant would probably figure it out in a day.
I'd sure as hell like to see my daughter at Christmas, lord knows it'd be a welcome change of pace. Even fictional magicians like you couldn't tear her from that damned harpy's woman's grasp and this is no place for a kid, so get her a music box from me. Have it play Gallway Bay.
[ooc; back from hiatus! Obviously lol]
[Private to Uhura]
Have any plans tomorrow Lieutenant?
[Private to Cobra fucking Commander]
Lewis, I reviewed your scans and I can reverse a good deal of the damage to your lungs and face. Leave it to that archaic medicine to stick a damned tube down someone's throat and call it a cure.
Whatever the case I need to know the name of your warden before any go aheads.
[Santa Letter: Private]
Oh for the love of god, this is ridiculous. I'm a grown man for Christ's sake, not a seven year old who wants a toy fire truck. Damnit
Fine, it isn't the craziest thing I've been compelled to do here so far. Get the Infirmary staff something, maybe a sweater or scarf that isn't god awful like the ones we've been given. Get Martha some... lord, whatever those backwards 20th century folk use to relax. Tea maybe, the woman could use a break. Peter can have a watch, the kid's impossible to shop for anyway
Get T'Pol a nice pair of gloves, Vulcan sensitive if that's even a real thing. And a bar of dark chocolate, she can pretend she doesn't need a good drink like the rest of us after a hard day. Get that kid JD a nice copy of the Hippocratic Oath, in the original Greek and translated, give the kid something to wrap his genius brain around. Max can get some waltz music, on whatever that archaic device is. Compact discs.
Get Shego a coat, and for the love of god something that isn't green. Parker- hell, wherever she is, get her a good scotch and bourbon. Hayley can have a leather jacket since she think's she such a punk. I'd say something to remind her she is just a kid but I have a feeling there was nothing pleasant about that part of her life.
As for the other hobgoblin get him a pair of earmuff. Wouldn't want his pointy ears to get cold. Get Uhura a music, something she can sing too- and wrap it in one ribbon. Howie should get a bottle of something good, a good scotch.
Pavi could use some piano sheet music, some song that won't drive the rest of us up a wall. As for Jim... hell, something to keep his mind occupied. Maybe an unsolvable puzzle. Little pissant would probably figure it out in a day.
I'd sure as hell like to see my daughter at Christmas, lord knows it'd be a welcome change of pace. Even fictional magicians like you couldn't tear her from that damned harpy's woman's grasp and this is no place for a kid, so get her a music box from me. Have it play Gallway Bay.
[ooc; back from hiatus! Obviously lol]