Feb 8, 2014
omfg you two. You were separated for months and this how you behave. Christ.
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omfg you two. You were separated for months and this how you behave. Christ.
ilu))
pilot-thestars started following you
There's not really a way to just waltz on a starship undetected and remain there for long these days. Ever since the militarization (peaceful explorers the Master's arse) of space exploration, the security has been arguably competent.
But then, for long is the key phrase here. And besides, he's pretty sure their mission statement definitely features something that at least implies that one will get in trouble if one just up and shoots an unarmed, peaceful intruder that showed up in the middle of space, without any planets around for light-years. Not that he's unarmed, but they don't need to know that.
And funnily enough, he doesn't have a real reason to be here. He just wants to test all that.
pilot-thestars started following you
"...this is very weird."
"Mr sulu, anything new to report?"
Sir. Have I... have I gained weight? Respectively.
Uh… is that a trick— no?
Sir, are you laughing at my expense?
Me? No. Why would I do that?
Did you disengage your-
From his spot perched on his biobed (against orders to promptly lie down), Sulu caught McCoy's collar once the man came too close with a medical tricorder, teetering into the other man's personal space until he'd pressed their mouths together in a very chaste, quick kiss. He practically giggled when he leaned back.
Len released a huff of fond frustration.
"All right, Romeo. Go on'n lay down nice and pretty, an' maybe I won't cuff ya for that," he chastised softly, raising his tricorder once more.
[forwarded transmission] [transmission] You don’t know the things I’d do to him, Jim. I’d bend him over my damn desk and lick him open until he was begging for it. Scotty could fuck his mouth while I slide my fingers into him. Sulu wouldn’t be able to walk after I was done with him.
[transmission] jesus, leo.[transmission] WHY don't i get these messages again?