#theotherkirk

[hedletyoudie]

((Do you guys still want to continue the magic anon even after it's over?))

[dryasbones]

[Spanish is my second language xD] "No but it might be why I want to stay." She explained. "Actually my brother wanted to talk to you about something." Henri shrugged a little.

"Should I be concerned?"

[+] French is mine. By force, not by choice. 

[dryasbones]

[Oh, I speak English xD] "I won't tell anyone but I won't forget it." She told him, taking a seat on his bed. "It's not like any harm was done, ya know. If it makes you feel better, I won't be mad if you walk into my room when I'm showering."

Bones came back out from the back of his quarters, pulling on a white t-shirt as he came and shooting Henri a Look. Capital 'L'. "I'll keep that in mind," he said in a voice edging towards sarcastic. He was too tired to put much bite in it, but there was a wry sort of humor that seemed to just come natural. "So, did you just come in here to ogle me, or's there somethin' else?"

[+] Hahah, I speak English, too. Just meant French is my second language. Hardly speak a lick of Spanish. xD 

[dryasbones]

[Hola!] "Oh come on, Bones. No use in hiding it now after I've already seen everything. And I mean everything." The woman's smirk grew as she moved around his quarters. "I gotta say, never pegged you to have such a nice body, Doctor."

Bones glanced back over his shoulder, shooting her a look that sidled somewhere along the lines of alarmed and ‘what the fresh hell’re you doing?’ and very stiffly walked back into his quarters to scrounge up a shirt. “Don’t suppose there’s any sense askin’ if we can forget this ever happened?” he muttered, more to himself than anything, but loud enough that he reckoned she could hear him alright.

[+] Hola! Como estas? (Aaaand that’s about the extent of my Spanish. I speak French. xD).

[dryasbones]

[Shower Meme]: Jim had told Henri to go off and find Kirk, for why she had no idea but decided it was best to agree. She moved through the halls until finally reaching his room. The door opened automatically, seeing as it wasn't locked. "Hey Bones. My brother wants to-" She cut herself off after turning the corner and seeing him standing in the shower. All she could do was smirk. "Well, hello there Bones." She leaned against the wall, the smirk remaining.

Pausing just long enough to - quickly - pull on a pair of pants, Bones walked very calmly over to the door and just as calmly pushed it closed. “Didn’t anybody ever teach you people to knock?” he called through the door, not harshly, but exasperatedly. Goddammit, if he had a nickel for every time a Kirk walked in on him unannounced…

Well, hell, Jocelyn’d still probably have his ass on alimony.

[blackparabatai]

"Well, someone certainly is opinionated." She rolled her eyes.

“Why would you want to quit Starfleet anyways?” 

[blackparabatai]

"I was thinking of quitting Starfleet and becoming a stripper. What do you think?"

“Uhhhhh… NO! WHY WOULD WANT TO DO THAT?! That’s not a good decision. I mean being a stripper is not a healthy job.”

[blackparabatai]

"Hey Jimbo. I need your opinion."

“What is it, sis?”