The Brazen Turtle Rides Again

[jirk]

Characters: Jim Kirk, Prussia and open!
Date: Feb 4th/5th
Location: The Brazen Turtle
Situation: Bar fight/general mingle log, with threadstarters for fun and shenanigans!
Warnings/Rating: Violence, maybe some swearing. Shouldn't get too intensive! See the post for threadstarts.

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[asouthron]

That's not the point! This is twentieth-century Geneva Convention 101 here. Every civilization worth their salt should have advanced to that point in humanitarian rights! Unbelievable...

[ His hand comes up to prod his jaw gently, praying to God he isn't going to lose a tooth. Can you imagine? Here of all places? Oh dear Jesus, he would cry. ]

Jim, [ If only he can slap that boy upside the head to shut up his mouth. ] there will be a day where you are sittin' where I am and some punk'll be askin' you the same damn thing--Probably Chekov, actually... And he'll wonder why you aren't as cool to hang out with at thirty, 'cause you'll be two draft beers in and the hang over will already be settin' in...

So, be kind to yer elders, 'cause karma's a right bitch.

[jirk]

I think karma's already bit me in the ass more than once, Bones.

[He groans as he says it, and rubs exaggeratedly at his hip as if he's in some sort of pain. After all, he died. Pretty sure that was karma enough.]

And Chekov can already drink me under the table, so I'm not holding my breath. And he's nowhere near as obnoxious.

[asouthron]

As me or you? [ Because there is a definite right answer to that question, Jim. He'll give you a hint: It's you. ] 'Cause I'm not obnoxious! I'm a doctor! We're incapable of it...

[jirk]

[Jim sticks a finger in his ear with exaggerated motions, as if he's trying to clear out the canal.]

Sorry? What was that? Did you just say doctors can't be obnoxious? I've had needles in my ass that say otherwise!

[AND THERE WAS THAT TIME WITH THE MUD FLEAS, MAN.]

[asouthron]

[ THOSE MUD FLEAS SAVED THE ENTIRE GALAXY! YOU'RE WELCOME! ]

You just make a lousy patient, that's not a reflection on my professional demeanor...

[ Christ, is this what they are going to do for the next x hours they are stuck in here? Bitch at each other? McCoy's jaw hurts too much to deal with that. ]

Havin' the sneakin' suspicion you've been here before, just how long will it take them to process us?

[jirk]

Once, Bones. One time.

[He holds up a finger, even, for proper counting and identification.]

I'm guessing about twenty-four hours. Depending on how badly we pissed 'em off. I got bailed out lasttime.

[asouthron]

Wonderful... [ With a heavy sigh, he combs a particularly stubborn cowlick back in place. ]

Who bailed you out? Kyle? Well, he better get here before twenty-four hours...

[ He considers Miss Bianca, but then he realizes that he enjoys his pride more than his freedom at this moment. ]

[jirk]

[Quietly,]

Kyle and Spock sort of-- did the whole thing together. Me and Rose-- [but it hurts to talk about Rose, he misses her so much sometimes--] Anyway. I didn't know Kyle too well back then.

[Come to think of it, the guy still called him Kirk.]