[ in contrast, bones leans further into the table, arms resting on the flat surface and hands clasped around his glass as he listens to her. his eyes are turned away, however, and pinned to the picture of jim walking around the party and chatting up with friends and strangers alike, being the life of the party that he is. even in such a state of relaxation, bones' eyes are trained to watch every single one of jim's actions to make sure that he's fine. that he's not eating anything that'd make him fall to the ground in less than five seconds flat, that he's not accidentally insulting anyone.
that he's happy, despite the situation they're involved in. ]
Whatever Spock and I talk about when it comes to Jim is just that. We talk. We don't get along, aside from the fact that it's in our best interests to keep Jim alive and safe. [ in fact, that stunning conclusion in itself is what started this non-friendship in the first place - and then some. ] Something that I think you already no doubt know about us.
[ he pauses, watching with a small, crooked smile on his face as jim says something to ginny that makes her flustered and embarrassed before he stalks off to bother someone else. it's perhaps very telling, though, that bones has come to that conclusion with regards to his relationship with spock ( or the lack thereof ) and can talk about it with only a scowl on his face to accompany his words. death certainly changes some things, although not by much ( he still hates spock, and he's later on, he's going to hate him further by making a perfect tasting cake like the smug little shit that he is ). ]
But I know enough about the guy to know that's got a stubborn streak a mile wide, just like you. He'd do the same in your stead. So I wouldn't ever tell that idiot to stop. He'd take it as a challenge to go further. That's not exactly what I want, either.
[ boldly going where no one's gone before, right? it's a knowledge gained, of course, from being friends with him for so long, from peeling off all the defences jim has put up around him and seeing the boy who wants so desperately to be a man, to be acknowledged by someone that he's not just some fluke, that he's meant for something special. bones would be an idiot to deny jim that, although he does it so very well then jim's ego needs to be punctured once or twice before it balloons into somethng he can't control any further. ]
I take the lesser of two evils if it means I can still keep an eye on him if he does something stupid again. [ a beat, then an eyebrow raise at janeway's direction. ] Doesn't mean I'll stop telling him when reckless starts becoming stupid and stupid starting turning into life-threaning. S'my job.
[ maybe not necessarily as his chief medical officer - but as his friend. ]
( OOC: no worries! also sorry for the wall of text, oops. )
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that he's happy, despite the situation they're involved in. ]
Whatever Spock and I talk about when it comes to Jim is just that. We talk. We don't get along, aside from the fact that it's in our best interests to keep Jim alive and safe. [ in fact, that stunning conclusion in itself is what started this non-friendship in the first place - and then some. ] Something that I think you already no doubt know about us.
[ he pauses, watching with a small, crooked smile on his face as jim says something to ginny that makes her flustered and embarrassed before he stalks off to bother someone else. it's perhaps very telling, though, that bones has come to that conclusion with regards to his relationship with spock ( or the lack thereof ) and can talk about it with only a scowl on his face to accompany his words. death certainly changes some things, although not by much ( he still hates spock, and he's later on, he's going to hate him further by making a perfect tasting cake like the smug little shit that he is ). ]
But I know enough about the guy to know that's got a stubborn streak a mile wide, just like you. He'd do the same in your stead. So I wouldn't ever tell that idiot to stop. He'd take it as a challenge to go further. That's not exactly what I want, either.
[ boldly going where no one's gone before, right? it's a knowledge gained, of course, from being friends with him for so long, from peeling off all the defences jim has put up around him and seeing the boy who wants so desperately to be a man, to be acknowledged by someone that he's not just some fluke, that he's meant for something special. bones would be an idiot to deny jim that, although he does it so very well then jim's ego needs to be punctured once or twice before it balloons into somethng he can't control any further. ]
I take the lesser of two evils if it means I can still keep an eye on him if he does something stupid again. [ a beat, then an eyebrow raise at janeway's direction. ] Doesn't mean I'll stop telling him when reckless starts becoming stupid and stupid starting turning into life-threaning. S'my job.
[ maybe not necessarily as his chief medical officer - but as his friend. ]
( OOC: no worries! also sorry for the wall of text, oops. )