You could travel the world, but nothing comes close to the Golden Coast... [Bones, Spock, Jim]

Aug 08, 2010 13:59

The previous day had been long and emotional - a wedding, a party, then getting taken rough against a wall by Jim before collapsing into a deep, coma like sleep. Bones hadn't felt anything change, didn't notice when the ship passed though some temporal disturbanceThe next morning Bones began sliding out of his slumber, reaching out to spoon himself ( Read more... )

i hate space, jim..., i dont even know what to tag this..., spock, planetside adventures, this is my life?

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Re: Convention! dctr_mccoy August 9 2010, 03:51:18 UTC
All of a sudden there were people EVERYWHERE, people dressed up, in costumes, looking like aliens and animated characters and machine-looking creatures, and part of him wanted to go find out what the fuck these people' problems were, grown men and women dressed up like kids on Halloween, but he was being scooted along quickly across the concourse, to a door, and down a back hallway that led to one of the conference rooms.

Bones was lost, fuck it all, and at this point he wasn't sure he'd be able to find his hotel room again even if he could manage to shake Jake, who had a much stronger grip than Bones would have guessed.

"Good luck, sir," Bones heard the young man say, then opened a door for him. Bones felt himself being pushed through it, and all of a sudden a voice over loud speakers filled his ears. "We can't say yet who the villain is going to be because we haven't' fully decided yet." The man speaking looked at another man sitting over next to him and laughed - Bones would have bet that whatever they were talking about, they ( ... )

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Re: Convention! dctr_mccoy August 10 2010, 02:22:13 UTC
"I have it on very good authority that Spock finds it tasty and delicious." Bones gave Spock his evilest eyebrow.

The audience went "Oooooh."

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Re: Convention! cso_spock August 10 2010, 02:37:32 UTC
He couldn't compete with that eyebrow, really. Not even if he wanted to.

"You've been drinking too much bourbon. Spock's definition of tasty and delicious would be a Black Forest torte with Kirshwasser, topped with cherries and cream."

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Re: Convention! dctr_mccoy August 10 2010, 02:58:59 UTC
That tone. That cool, collected voice mesmerized him irritated him to no end, a mocking sort of feeling. "What sort of doctor would McCoy be if he let the First Officer gorge on that sort of sugar indulgence. Surely Spock would know better than that."

He took another drink of water and looked out at the audience, then Spock. "Wouldn't want him to get fat, would you?"

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Re: Convention! cso_spock August 10 2010, 04:08:37 UTC
Perhaps he should have made note that he was leaning towards Leonard just slightly. This may have been a show for the world, but the facade was falling for both of them. "It wouldn't be any of my concern, because if the good Doctor did allow it, Spock still has the metabolism of a Vulcan, and the nutritional knowledge to balance the intake."

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Re: Convention! dctr_mccoy August 10 2010, 04:15:12 UTC
Bones weighed the words, watching as the audience seemed captivated by their banter. "Knowledge, yes, perhaps he has the knowledge. But the Spock I know has a less than adequate Vulcan capacity for self-control. And a wicked sweet tooth."

Another sip of water as he paused for effect. "You ever get any of that cake last night?" he asked, scratching lightly at his face.

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Re: Convention! cso_spock August 10 2010, 17:40:12 UTC
Spock gave him a long look, and then leaned back in his chair. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he sulked.

"That looks like the end of it," the moderator said, turning back to the crowd, "ladies and gentlemen, the people of Star Trek!" And their was applause and yelling, a sort of frenzy that still made Spock uncomfortable. He did offer them a small smile, but looking at Leonard, waiting for him to take off his microphone so he could speak to him privately.

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Re: Convention! dctr_mccoy August 10 2010, 18:13:01 UTC
Bones pulled the gadgets off his shirt and unhooked himself. Britney and Jake were standing in the back of the room, looming like vampires waiting for them to come off the stage. Nodding at the attempts at conversation the others on the panel were offering, Bones walked over to where Spock was standing.

Taking his arm, Bones pulled Spock back toward the hallway door he'd where he'd entered the room, knowing it was secluded and would lead to the wide open concourse (and freedom). "This way," he said, as they slipped past the others and got away.

Soon they were alone. "Please tell me we don't have to do that again," he said, as they walked toward the main hallway of the convention.

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Re: Convention! cso_spock August 10 2010, 18:17:26 UTC
"Assuming the handlers do not catch us again, I doubt it." In the privacy and low light of the back hallway, Spock slipped his hand into Leonard's. While he couldn't feel his thoughts anymore, there was still a comfort from the warm pressure of the grip.

"...I do enjoy your cornbread, Leonard."

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Re: Convention! kirktastic August 10 2010, 18:21:12 UTC
It took forever and a day to find parking. Finally he found a paid lot and thanked the man minding it after getting directions. Problem was a lack of leash for the dog, and he knew Noah wasn't going to survive being in the car in the heat. So, Jim took off his hoodie, pulled off his undershirt, and tied one sleeve through the collar and held onto the other end. "Best I can do for now, bud." Jim gave a grin, pulling back on the hoodie and tugging up the hood despite the heat, and took off in a rush towards the convention center.

It was huge! Jim looked down at Noah, bit his lip, and then took a gamble. He undid the impromptu leash, pulled it over Noah partly and wrapped him in it to hide his head, then picked him up. "You owe me, dog."

Please don't let someone notice its a dog... As he slipped inside.

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Re: Convention! dctr_mccoy August 10 2010, 18:36:31 UTC
Bones let the hand stay there as they walked, knowing his own hand was shaking slightly, now that the adrenaline was wearing off. Everything happened so fast since he woke up to find himself, and the others here in 2010. Fuck, he hadn't even gotten to talk to Jim.

Spock seemed to be holding it together, but Bones was learning how to read the slight signs of distress in his bondmate. The low voice was just one, an indicator that Spock might need some assurance as well. "I'll make you a batch once we get back," Bones told him as they stopped in front of the door leading out into the main lobby. "Meant that, what I said in there. We need to get off our asses and make this bond thing work, if its gonna be a part of our lives. But for right now," he growled, peeking out to see hundreds of people everywhere, "let's just get back to the hotel where we can hide, okay?"

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Re: Convention! cso_spock August 10 2010, 18:54:15 UTC
He didn't say that he had meant his words at the panel, too, about kolinahr ( ... )

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Re: Convention! kirktastic August 10 2010, 18:58:10 UTC
Jim looked up sharply as he heard his name. His expression was pure confusion when he couldn't spot anything at first. Maybe it was just someone else looking for another Jim...

There were just too many people! Shit.

"Stop WRIGGLING!" Jim said sharply as Noah gave a wriggle in his arms, and he staggered. The dog was heavy!

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Re: Convention! dctr_mccoy August 10 2010, 19:10:23 UTC
It took a moment before Bones saw him, not recognizing him at first with the hood over his head. But then Jim turned toward the stairs, and Bones saw his face and knew it, better than his own.

"JIM! UP HERE!" he called out, grabbing Spock's arm and tugging again, pulling him as they headed down the stairs, fighting the crowd making their way up the other direction. "JIM!"

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Re: Convention! cso_spock August 10 2010, 19:16:42 UTC
The jerk almost threw him off balance, but thankfully Leonard kept holding on; he couldn't have fallen if he wanted to. It was hard to go down the stairs two abreast, so Spock fell in behind him, using the space Leonard created in the sea of people before the crowd closed in on the vacuum.

His mind was abuzz with relief and excitement the entire way down, though he was still curious about whatever Jim was carrying...

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Re: Convention! kirktastic August 10 2010, 19:19:23 UTC
"BONES!" Jim recognized the voice immediately. He started shouldering his way through the crowd, ignoring the curses and gawking stares.

He panted as they skidded to a halt in front of each other, then he bent over and put Noah down. "Fuck, Bones, s'you right? I missed you-"

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