call me trip

chief engineer for enterprise, nx-o1. proudly going where no man has gone before. at least, i think that's the idea.

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"You're safe, I've got you."

Illnesses were not a common occurrence in the McCoy household. Which meant, when they struck, they struck hard. Despite being wrapped in much larger, warm arms, her entire body curled into the lap of the engineer, Joanna was shivering. Her father was away on conference, and she wanted nothing more than to curl into him and cuddle– but that just wasn’t an option at this point, so this would have to do.

“I’m scared,” she whispered, words nasally and blocked by mucus clouding up her head, and she turned to hide her face into his chest. “I want Daddy.”

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As though latched onto him for the rest of her life, Joanna was content just to sit on his hip, head settled comfortably at his shoulder. Red cheeks were squished, and his movements rocked her into a nice, gentle half-sleep that had her eyes closing. Even when she spoke, they didn’t lift again.

“Will you cuddle me?” She murmured lazily, taking in a deep sniffle, and then turning her head even more, with a miserable little squirm. “Make sure that I’m warm? And that I sleep?” Her own concerns were blinding her to Trip’s own needs, selfishly hogging his body and his time and his warmth. She didn’t care, as she normally would’ve. It was just too late, and her stomach was aching for her daddy, and her fever was soaring high and making everything either too cold or too hot. Joanna could afford to let herself be a little selfish, she reckoned. “And then after we both sleep–” She yawned sleepily. “–will you make hot cocoa?” [ chiefengineertrip ]

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“I’ll stick with you -- cuddles, keeping you warm -- I’ve gotcha kiddo.”

Trip made his way back to her bedroom as gently as he could manage -- he knew that she was being a bit of a drama queen, wanting attention because her dad wasn’t here. And goddamn, he was more than okay with spoiling her rotten. He wasn’t going anywhere, and by god Jo deserved to be selfish; she was like a niece to him, and Trip just couldn’t help himself.

“Hot cocoa sounds like a great idea” he replied with a smile, setting Jo down in the bed again. Trip popped out two of the pills Leonard has suggested, handing them to Jo with the water. “This’ll help get the fever down, okay? Once you take ‘em,y you can sleep as much as you want, sweetheart.”

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The little boy sneaked through engineering with Porthos behind him and finally sat down on the higher level, stroking Porthos, who lay down next to him. He watched his father working and tried to not be seen by the crewman, but as his father looked up, he just grinned.

Trip was working hard, having to overhaulhalf of the relay assembly – it’d been friedin an attack a few days before. His son hadbeen in their quarters, and he didn’t have a reason to think he’d be around.

Then he looked up. 

“Hey there, bucko” he laughed, shaking hishead a bit – he was more amused than angry.

“Does the capt’n know you have Porthos?”

[yourxmusesxchild-blog]

Monty looked up at his father and nervously fiddled with the hem of his shirt. He sighted and admitted: “I was just curious, I sneaked into sickbay t’ take a look at th’ animals.”, he bit his lip and waited a moment: “Now one ‘f the animals started to make loud noises as I carefully lifted th’ cloth that covered his cage.”, he glanced over to his father and continued: “I became frightened and stumbled backwards into a lil’ container wit food for th’ animals. As I wanted to clean up the mess Phlox found me and told me t’ leave sickbay.”, he looked down ashamed and murmured: “I hope he and the animals are well.” Porthos noticed the child’s mood and tried to cheer him up by licking his hand.

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Trip listened, keeping his expression as neutral as he could manage; a part of him wanted to laugh as the story progressed, but he held it back. This sounded like something he would’ve done as a kid. Hell, he migh’ve been in the same situation now, knowing him. But he wrapped an arm around Monty’s shoulders, hugging him close. “Well, at least no one got hurt” he replied quietly, ruffling his son’s hair. “But y’shouldn’t go snoopin’ around Phlox’ animals. Wouldn’t want you to get hurt, kid.”

[banhammered-blog]

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

I’d rather just enjoy the moment. Commit it to memory. Appreciate the good butt while it’s right in front of me.

I don’t think pictures’ll do it justice, later.

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Maybe I’ll ask later. I’ll keep it in mind.

He prods Trip in the chest, pushing him just slightly away and chuckling.

Unless this is just you looking for an excuse to flash your ass at me? Are you upset no one’s taken you up on it before?

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The engineer just chuckled, shaking his head just a bit -- a huge smile consumed his features, eyes sparkling.

Well, I’ve got quite the ass -- so you’re just missing out. Someone has once, but they’re back on Earth... so... you’re the only one with a dozen light years with the privilege. 

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I'll get you a blanket. You're going to be here for awhile. -- xchristinechapelx

“Oh, c’mon – can’t y’just  bandage me up or somethin’  an’ let me get back to work?

  That engine isn’t gonna fix itself.”

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“Inhaling superheated plasma fumes isn’t the kind of thing you just wrap up and send home,” she retorted. “With Phlox’s Scabrian mites, you’ll be out of here in two days, tops. Without…two weeks, minimum.”

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“...Scabrian mites? What -- I’m gonna have to breath those buggers into my lungs?” Trip more or less whined, slumping into the biobed with a huff. He looked to Christine, pleading. “Guess two days is better than two weeks.”

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     ❝ you can get through this. you’re not alone. ❞ she whispered.      ❝ nobody died. this wasn’t your fault. it was out of your control. ❞      alana was doing her best to comfort him, to truly tell him it was      not his fault.

[chiefengineertrip-blog]

trip didn’t have an answer -- he knew that no one was dead, that they’d gotten out before the experimental reactor exploded. but people still got hurt. “...it was my project, and  people got hurt. it shouldn’t have happened!”

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[ risa ]

[canspotatimeagent]

“You know, I think I’ve seen enough of this planet. I’d much rather get better acquainted with my quarters,” he smirked and finished off the rest of his drink - perhaps a little too quickly, but it didn’t seem to faze him.

“If you’re interested, that is,” he said, sounding as if there was some doubt about what Trip would choose.

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Trip gave Jack a look, mostly of amusement and then some -- he nodded his head, finishing the rest of his drink far too quickly. It hit him hard, but he didn’t focus on it. “I’m definitely interested” he replied with a small smirk, his bright eyes looking Jack over again. 

Oh, yes.  This was good.

“Lead the way” he stood, coming close to looping an arm around Jack’s waist -- he stopped himself, unsure if that was something he’d be interested in.. 

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“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“Nope. I definitely wasn’t.  -- no way. Nope.”

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"You're safe, I've got you."

Illnesses were not a common occurrence in the McCoy household. Which meant, when they struck, they struck hard. Despite being wrapped in much larger, warm arms, her entire body curled into the lap of the engineer, Joanna was shivering. Her father was away on conference, and she wanted nothing more than to curl into him and cuddle– but that just wasn’t an option at this point, so this would have to do.

“I’m scared,” she whispered, words nasally and blocked by mucus clouding up her head, and she turned to hide her face into his chest. “I want Daddy.”

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The familiar voice rumbled deeply in his chest and rolled through Joanna’s head, causing tired eyes to faintly drift open again. Her cheeks were tainted like rosebuds, and her hands furled even more so, her pale fingers like the frail pieces of chalk as they gripped at her current guardian. Despite being neutral on the matter of whether or not she needed water (she wasn’t sure if water was going to help. When you poured water on fire, it just doused the fire, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to be that cold), she gave a soft nod, and held him tighter, curling up like a bug on top of him. “Only if you carry’m, Uncl’ Chip.” Her voice cracked like the side of a glacier and she gave a miserable little cough, pulling herself even closer to him, refusing to let him go, in case he decided to let her go. “Don’t put me down?” [ chiefengineertrip ]

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Uncle Chip. That was one of the reasons he loved Jo so much -- she was one of the cutest little kids he’d ever seen. Trip smiled, petting the little girl’s hair softly, knowing full well that he couldn’t take the place of her father, now especially, but he thought of himself as an uncle, maybe. For now, he knew this was about all he could do. 

“Of course, kiddo” he assured her, scooping Johanna in his arms as he stood, walking to the kitchen. Trip kept her perched on his hip as he got a glass out, getting some ice and water from the fridge -- he got a dish towel too, making it cool with water to put on her forehead. “C’mon now, let’s let ya cooled down” he murmured, kissing her forehead. “Maybe you can get some rest... y’might feel better.”

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The little boy sneaked through engineering with Porthos behind him and finally sat down on the higher level, stroking Porthos, who lay down next to him. He watched his father working and tried to not be seen by the crewman, but as his father looked up, he just grinned.

Trip was working hard, having to overhaulhalf of the relay assembly – it’d been friedin an attack a few days before. His son hadbeen in their quarters, and he didn’t have a reason to think he’d be around.

Then he looked up. 

“Hey there, bucko” he laughed, shaking hishead a bit – he was more amused than angry.

“Does the capt’n know you have Porthos?”

[yourxmusesxchild-blog]

Monty bis his lip as his father furrowed his brow: “Mind coming up to me before I tell you?”, he asked, being a bit worried about getting scolded. He sighted and looked at Porthos, not actually wanting to tell his father what he did, but knowing that it was best to tell him. At least it was better to tell his father than to tell his mother - she was a bit stricter with him than his dad was.

“Dad, I’m sorry about that, yeah? I will tell Dr. Phlox that I’m sorry, ‘kay?”, he said, to calm his father down.

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Trip climbed the ladder, sitting next to his son with an unamused expression; while he was much more lax than Hoshi, he wasn’t happy to hear Monty had done something to Phlox -- he was one of the hardest people to annoy on this ship. So it couldn’t be good. 

“Apologizin’ is a good start, Monty... now what’d’ya do?”

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The little boy sneaked through engineering with Porthos behind him and finally sat down on the higher level, stroking Porthos, who lay down next to him. He watched his father working and tried to not be seen by the crewman, but as his father looked up, he just grinned.

Trip was working hard, having to overhaulhalf of the relay assembly – it’d been friedin an attack a few days before. His son hadbeen in their quarters, and he didn’t have a reason to think he’d be around.

Then he looked up. 

“Hey there, bucko” he laughed, shaking hishead a bit – he was more amused than angry.

“Does the capt’n know you have Porthos?”

[yourxmusesxchild-blog]

Monty was glad that his father was easy-going about his behavior, he was probably the coolest daddy he could have. He knew from experience that some of the engineers weren’t too happy about him visiting his dad at his workplace from time to time. But sitting alone in their quarters was too boring, so he was most likely all around the ship, searching for adventures.

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“I think he’d tell me t’ not feed the dog too much cheese.”, he commented and laughed: “By the way dad, I think Doctor Phlox is a bit angry with me, can you accompany me to ‘im later?”, he said as if it was nothing important.

“You bet he’d tell ya that” he replied quietly, chuckling to himself. Trip would probably have to mention to the captain that Monty had picked up Porthos -- he didn’t think he’d mind, but it was still a little out of the ordinary. 

“Why would Phlox be angry with ya?” Trip asked with a furrowed brow,  looking to Monty with a bit more anger than before. “What’d you do?”

[otpdisaster]

Your OTP mutually agreeing to be friends with benefits and nothing more. One night, right after orgasm, Person B mutters “I love you” into Person A’s ear. 

[chiefengineertrip-blog]

"I can do that, just go back to bed."

“No way – ‘m fine, Jack”

Trip shook his head, attempting to walk himselfback to the engine room, making it about threesteps before he stumbled again. He was sweating,a fever rendering him all but useless. That didn’t mean he stopped trying, however.

“Okay… maybe not.”

[canspotatimeagent]

“And I’m ‘real worried’ about you,” Jack said, adopting Trip’s accent for a teasing second and trying not to look too smug about that grin. He was going for worried, after all.

“Now back to bed or I’ll throw you over my shoulder.”

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He tried to stay serious, but Jack’s attempt at his accent was pretty entertaining, and Trip was chuckling, trying to hide his mouth in his shoulder. “Okay, okay...” he sighed in defeat, leaning a bit into Jack for support.

“I don’ know what I’ve got, but this feels pretty terrible. God damn.”

[zerah561]

She smiled “anytime…I mean it.” she said gently, leading him by the hand back to her bedroom.  She wasn’t sure what he handed, sleep or…something more.  She wasn’t sure she could give him something more though, she wasn’t sure if it would be from a real want or just to feel alive and cared for…that he would regret it later.  She didn’t want that to happen.

Letting his hand go she moved around to one side of the bed, removing her robe and setting it on a chair

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There was something weird about going into her bedroom; he didn’t want Aria to think he was using what’d happen as a way to get an easy lay. It wasn’t like him, but there were men who’d do something like that. He just hoped she’d trust him. “It just isn’t.... every day for someone t’come and sleep in yer bed. I feel like I’m intruding a bit” he shrugged, toeing off his shoes and tucking them under the bed. Trip sat down, more or less flopping onto the mattress. “Damn... ‘m more tired than I thought.”

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The little boy sneaked through engineering with Porthos behind him and finally sat down on the higher level, stroking Porthos, who lay down next to him. He watched his father working and tried to not be seen by the crewman, but as his father looked up, he just grinned.

Trip was working hard, having to overhaulhalf of the relay assembly – it’d been friedin an attack a few days before. His son hadbeen in their quarters, and he didn’t have a reason to think he’d be around.

Then he looked up. 

“Hey there, bucko” he laughed, shaking hishead a bit – he was more amused than angry.

“Does the capt’n know you have Porthos?”

[yourxmusesxchild-blog]

The boy pulled out a little piece of cheese and gave it Porthos.

“Well, I left him a message. Porthos was barking and whimpering behind his door, so I got him out and played with him a little. But now he’s more into cuddling.”, the little one laughed: “Do you think uncle John will mind?”

He smirked at his daddy and didn’t noticed Porthos trying to lick his face until it was to late. He laughed and stroke the dog’s head.

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Trip just laughed, arms crossed loosely over his chest -- Monty had a knack for being up to no good, just like he’d been when he was younger. He couldn’t help but laugh; Hoshi wasn’t so happy with their son’s behavior, but he was getting used to it.

After all, he’d grow out of it eventually.

“Probably not -- i’d ask ‘im next time, though. ‘s   a better habit to get into.”

[chiefengineertrip-blog]

Personal questions: Most recent time you felt utterly useless when on the Enterprise?

“Well aren’t you a gem...

      The capt’n was taken hostage, an’ there wasn’t      a think I could do to get him out of it. For all I      knew he was gonna die, and I would’ve been       just sittin’ on the bridge. 

      It was hell.”

[bowsandsongs]

Hit my muse with personal questions. I will answer them all.

[chiefengineertrip-blog]

i really wonder if i’m just going to be alone forever i mean like single forever. 

everyone else i know irl seems to have someone looking at them/ wanting to be with them. and i always seem to find people who aren’t genuine. they always leave.

i guess i’m just gonna be alone then. that’s fine.