How do I look?
"You look good, Bones. May just have to make formal days mandatory on the ship."

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How do I look?
"You look good, Bones. May just have to make formal days mandatory on the ship."
Classes classes and more classes- Casey and Bones
The blond sighed as she sat down in one of the many chairs for class. Grumbling as she tugged on the skirt again. She hated that thing, probably bout the only gripe she had. Absently flipping though her book again and make sure she had the right things. "Keep wondering if I was better off with college back home or not..." She muttered to herself, pulling majority of her hair into a pony tail though bangs did fall to frame her face.
Seeing out the corner of her eye the multitude of red attire as the class filled in. "let the fun begin." Casey quipped to herself. Not sure what this day would have for her really. Be nice if something interesting happened. Currently she just didn't pay much attention to her surroundings.
I'm here for you.
"Bones I.." Jim took in a deep breath. He knew it was stupid, but he couldn't help it. He paused though still, before continuing, but he knew Bones would listen would understand, "Am I.. I mean, I'm a good captain, right?"
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To say it had been a long day would be a vast understatement. Jim was tired, worn down and more than a little bit pissed. He didn't even bother with the lights as he entered his quarters and undressed, until he had tossed his shirt to the side and then tripped over something trying to get his pants off, "Fuck," he sighed, "Lights, 60%," he muttered. When the room was filled with only slightly more than a dim glow he looked down to see what he had tripped over was a pair of his shoes. He sighed, but when he tipped his head up, his eyes widened.
A small smile curled on his face and he neared the bed where Bones lay, "Been here long?" he muttered leaning over to press a kiss to the doctor's shoulder, feeling all of the stress of his day just wash away simply at the sight of Bones.
#someone do this with me
*volunteers as tribute*
text] DO NOT READ THE LAST MESSAGE IT WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU
[Text] Too late, that last text came in 5 minutes before I received this one.
[Text] Never needed to see that side of you, Doctor McCoy
[Text] You don’t actually call the Captain that… do you?
text] I think I’m officially a homewrecker because his wife just walked in screaming and he said it’s not what it looks like. I mean what else could it look like? I wasn’t trimming his hairs with my mouth?!
[text] Jesus Christ Bones and I thought I was promiscuous!
((I'm sending another because)) [text] My mouth tastes like poor choices
[text] ... You didn't...