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the cutest panda
My inner panda is very flattered :3
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imheretospockshitup replied to your post:outofaltamid | kelly here; Because it´s Munday...
the cutest panda
My inner panda is very flattered :3
"Is that my shirt?" [hello there I hope you don't mind]
Jim looks down at the blue shirt he’s wearing. “Uh... Clearly, yes. How about that.”
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(Hi there! Nope, don’t mind :) )
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“Do you really have green blood?”
Alright, so maybe she’d badgered her daddy into telling her about different alien species and what they were like for a doctor and quite frankly, she was fascinated.
GTG peoples. Be on in two days since i have school tomorrow and its really busy.
'Obviously you are not a vet but you are the closest thing I have to any chance of changing back. My options are limited Doctor McCoy. What is it you would have suggested just sit around and do nothing? I have a job that needs performing and I do not believe the Captain would allow me to perform it when I am this small and useless.' The small creature was pacing, frantically chittering to himself and giving McCoy a hopeful glance.
Leo, however, doesn't appear to be listening. He just follows the creatures movements with his eyes, tapping on his lips in thought. When he does speak, it's low enough to be mistaken for muttering to himself.
"How..."
He clears his throat. "Computer, locate Mr. Spock for me, please."
(AHAHAAH wonderful its always fun to go crazy with friends) He shook his head and chattered again 'I am a ferret who would notice a small weasel on the ship? It helps to keep to the walls and under furniture though.'
You're moving black and white stripes in a predominantly white color schemed ship with very little furniture and a very observant crew. But you're alive, and no one's tried to kill you, so I'd say you're safe for now.
Which brings me to why you're here. What am I supposed to do? Scan you? I'm no vet, Spock.
//You sir. I like you. Your url is beautiful. Please accept this cupcake. *offers*
I will gladly take this miniature cake. Thank you.
Spock tilted his head and allowed the doctor to place him in the chair. He sat up on his haunches and shook himself a bit, his fur settling down flat against his small form. He was a bit surprised McCoy could recognize him, but as it was he began trying to explain to him in his chatters that he didn't know what was going on and he woke up this way.
[Whoops! Welp, I guess Leo understands ferret for this. S'okay, Spock, we can go crazy together.]
"And no one else knows about this? How've you been getting around without people noticing?"