What are your thoughts on Spock calling u a softy??? This is important for… research
*bones groans and sets down the hypospray canister he was filling with a clack on the table.*
"I-"
"I was livid..! How fuckin' dare he! After everything I've done for him, after everything I've done in general! I kill people everyday, I torture people every other weekend, so it aint for a lack of tryin!
The fuckin' gall of him, to call it out like that. And it wasn't the first time and it weren't the last he said it neither!"
"...Hes smart. So damn smart, how can he not realize that my softness is one of the reasons he's been able to make it so far? Without my bleedin heart he would've been dead hardly a week into his position aboard.
I sink the most amount of time effort and money into keeping him alive they any one else. His hybrid biology; and I don't know what the hell his parents were thinking havin' him, is a mess. The hoops I have to jump through-"
*the doctor shakes the hypo spray canister he's refilling for emphasis.*
"the hoops I am currently jumping through to make sure I have medicine to treat him with that won't kill him faster than his own injuries is just-!
....Is just, I can't believe with how intelligent he is that he doesn't realize what a strength for him my own weakness is..."
"Jim realizes.
I know he knows, cuz he ain't shy bout using it to his own advantage. Maybe it's all right Spock's been a little thick-headed about it, I have enough trouble with jim making me dance that I figure if they were both yanking my chain I'd be torn six ways to hell.
Doesn't help that I know despite me being willing to die for them, hell im already living for em, both of them would never do the same for me. Hell Jim's gonna sell me down the river the day he'll be an inch better from gettin' rid of me then keeping me around."
*Leonard sighs deeply, staring at the canister of medicine like it might hold the secrets to the universe. He fiddles with it slightly turning it over back and forth in his gloved hands.*
"he put my life in danger for it... People hear the commander calling someone soft, and they figure a promotion is ripe for the takein'. Each time he's pointed it out, each time i get an influx of attempts on my position.
Hell I think part of the reason M'benga is so bold with his want of CMO is because of it. He respects spock more then me, always had likely always will. He has a sort of... Respect for the Vulcan species as a whole that I'm sure I could spin as treachery to the brass. But hes a good doctor, and while I ain't as soft for the rest of the crew as I am for the two leadin' it...
It's still my responsibility to take care of all of these idiots on this glorified tin can. And good doctors are hard to come by this day and age."
*Dr McCoy returns back to his work, notably more solemn. His face is dour, but not as heavily leaning on the scowl as usual. It seems the fumes in the air prevent him from even lying with his face, and so he's forced to wear a genuine look of hurt. Tears prick uncomfortably in his remaining eye, but never to the point they threaten to fall.*
(truth serum M!A, 2/5)
