DRABBLE: l'appel du vide
Title: l'appel du vide
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Character(s)/Pairing(s): James T. Kirk, Leonard McCoy
Summary: l'appel du vide (French)-- "The call of the void" is the literal translation but more significantly it's used to describe the instinctive urge to jump from high places.
Disclaimer: Characters mentioned are used without permission and are trademarks of CBS/Paramount/Gene Roddenberry. I do not own them and am simply borrowing for my purposes. Please don't sue.
written for circ_bamboo's awesomely untranslateable comment fic fest
(pimped to st_reboot and trekfics)
"This is idiotic," Leonard McCoy announced, arms crossed over his chest.
Jim Kirk grinned in response. "It isn't."
McCoy scowled. "Yes. It is."
Slapping his friend on the shoulder, Kirk shook his head. "It's going to be great, Bones-- you'll see."
"You won't think it's so great when you split your skull open and die, Jim," McCoy shot back.
Kirk smirked. "If you're so worried, why don't you come with me?"
McCoy snorted. "And die with you? Thanks but no thanks."
"It's really not that serious, Bones," Kirk insisted.
"Whatever." McCoy waved his hand dismissively. "Just don't expect me to come visit you when you've become a vegetable after a massive head injury."
Kirk shrugged. "Suit yourself. I still say it's going to be awesome, though."
"You would," McCoy muttered darkly.
Waving cheerfully, Kirk headed for the transpo taking him to what McCoy still insisted was certain doom. "For the record," he called over his shoulder, "you would totally visit me if I became a vegetable."
McCoy flipped him the bird. "Skydiving," he grumbled with a shake of his head as he watched Kirk go. "Of all the idiotic things to do, he has to pick skydiving. Damn, foolhardy kid."
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Character(s)/Pairing(s): James T. Kirk, Leonard McCoy
Summary: l'appel du vide (French)-- "The call of the void" is the literal translation but more significantly it's used to describe the instinctive urge to jump from high places.
Disclaimer: Characters mentioned are used without permission and are trademarks of CBS/Paramount/Gene Roddenberry. I do not own them and am simply borrowing for my purposes. Please don't sue.
written for circ_bamboo's awesomely untranslateable comment fic fest
(pimped to st_reboot and trekfics)
"This is idiotic," Leonard McCoy announced, arms crossed over his chest.
Jim Kirk grinned in response. "It isn't."
McCoy scowled. "Yes. It is."
Slapping his friend on the shoulder, Kirk shook his head. "It's going to be great, Bones-- you'll see."
"You won't think it's so great when you split your skull open and die, Jim," McCoy shot back.
Kirk smirked. "If you're so worried, why don't you come with me?"
McCoy snorted. "And die with you? Thanks but no thanks."
"It's really not that serious, Bones," Kirk insisted.
"Whatever." McCoy waved his hand dismissively. "Just don't expect me to come visit you when you've become a vegetable after a massive head injury."
Kirk shrugged. "Suit yourself. I still say it's going to be awesome, though."
"You would," McCoy muttered darkly.
Waving cheerfully, Kirk headed for the transpo taking him to what McCoy still insisted was certain doom. "For the record," he called over his shoulder, "you would totally visit me if I became a vegetable."
McCoy flipped him the bird. "Skydiving," he grumbled with a shake of his head as he watched Kirk go. "Of all the idiotic things to do, he has to pick skydiving. Damn, foolhardy kid."