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Family Portrait.

Well, at least, some kind of. ;)

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( .... 62 of you. Where did you all come from?! Jeeeez Alright

Hey hi! Nice to meet you! I'm actually getting ready for work! This has been the longest week in the history of forever and lemme tel you, I'm ready for it to be over. Pasha is currently hiding out somewhere in my brain space, thanks to the stress. :I Hopefully he won't be so shy and will greet everyone when I return but no promises.

Thanks for the follow to those new comers, and I'm going to try to get to replies asap to my partners

Thanks for your patience <3)

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Wincing a little at the grip, Tony shook his hand in return. "Well, for starters, you could give me a little tour of this vessel." He began, smirk brightening someone into a pleased smile. It was obvious the kid was a fan, and he must be a pretty smart one too for being in a high job at such a young age.

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"Da, absolutely!" He nodded quickly- "Obwiously, zis is ze bridge-" He motioned to his comrades, relaying names and ranks to the man eagerly. Then he was leading Tony out and down the hall- the Russian spoke quickly, words coming out in rapid fire as he told the hero where everything was.

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Neither the sound of the hiss of opening doors nor approaching footsteps made Leonard McCoy look up from his PADD. There was work to be done - more than usual, thanks to Jim’s latest planetside escapades - and he was damned if he was going to be distracted yet again by someone showing up for a chat and a cup of synthesized coffee.

He did, however, retain some of his surly manners, for as the person approached, McCoy managed a distracted, “Something I can help you with?”

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"Da-" Pasha paused before the doctor's desk, fidgeting slightly. "If you are not too busy." He kept one arm behind his back, but he was in need of having it looked at, as the wrist was swollen and bruised to a point where the ensign couldn't hide it any longer.

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Jim gently guides the young ensign further into his quarters, moving up the stairs that leads into the main part of his room (yes, being captain had awesome perks… like having the biggest fucking room on the ship), moving back over to his bed and plopping on it, motioning for Pasha to take a seat in a nearby chair. As the ensign begins to excited spill it all out to him, he grins. “Seeeeee…. I told you.” he smiles lopsidedly. “I’m happy for ya buddy, good for you, you deserve this.” he nods.

Yeah we’re not gonna talk about Kirk’s adventures in romance right now, considering me and Commander Pointy Ears’s feelings only got forcibly ejected into the open cause I was a raging asshole. He thought to himself. He looks at Chekov for a moment and grins. “I’ll pretend you told me a few days from now, I got your back here.” he nods.

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Pasha positively beams- he doesn't sit, he's got too much energy. "Zank you, Keptin-!" He throws his arms around Jim's neck then, hugging him tightly. He lets go after a moment and just laughs-

"I-I am so heppy- I don't know what to do, I just- zank you-" He keeps repeating his thanks, in English and Russian. He pauses after a moment and tilts his head- it takes a second for it to even occur--

"Keptin, are you okey?" He's concerned then, excitement buried beneath it. The captain's not acting himself, and Pasha worries. (Never mind that it's late, that thought doesn't cross his mind)

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“You have my thanks,” the Elf said warmly, “for rarely in my travels have I received a welcome as warm as this.” His eyes flickered to either side of Chekov’s head, looking for a moment at the strange equipment and white walls that could be seen there. “No,” he said after a moment. “I have, in truth, boarded any vessel only once or twice in - ah - five hundred years.”

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Pavel was about to reply when the 'five hundred years' registered. "....Five hundred years? You look good, zen," he smiled and didn't question further, though the curiosity was written across his face. "If you would like, I could give you ze tour. I am about to be off shift, so-" Okay, so he intended to ask when he wasn't on the bridge.

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Smirking slightly at the surprise on the other’s face, Tony offered a hand to the younger man. “I’m pretty sure I am. And you are?” He inquired. It was a pleasure to finally explore the ships he had designed, and getting a warm welcome just sweetened the deal.

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There was a little squeal of delight as he gripped Tony's hand in a tight grip and shook quickly before letting go. "Pavel Chekov, sir!" He couldn't help it- he knew this man, from his books, the comics he read, this man was Iron Man-- and Pasha was all but swooning. "What can I do for you?" He was trying his damnedest to keep it calm but he was failing. Obviously.

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(HEY Hi sorry guys- My friends came to stay so I'm not in this creepy fucking house by my lonesome but it looks like tonight I'll have to be brave cause everyone left.

On the plus side, y'all get replies tonight? c: Soon, I promise. Also going to be on skype, if anyone wants my skype hit me up. <3)

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