A Mirror-Verse Blog

So isten to me you smug little shit, [she grabbed the collar of his shirt, yanking him closer,] I’m not asking for anything. If it’s locked, it’s goddamn locked, and I demand you put whatever you stole back in its place. I don’t think that’s very hard to understand now, is it?

Look elsewhere for your thief, the notion of getting into your things was a novelty that wore off very fast and holds no interest for me. [He let go of her hand with a slight shove to repel  both of them backward so he could regain a bit of space between them.]

They’re locked. Locked with a fucking key. [She crosses her arms over her chest, lifting her chin because Jesus fucking shit he’s tall. But she’s not letting that affect her.] Explain that.

Secondly, only locked with a key? Its like you're asking for someone to tamper with your equipment. On this vessel if it doesn't at least blow someones fingers off, it's open season. I had expected your personal security would be much better by now after the other incidents Miss Porter. Really this kind of negligence can get someone killed or worse, put on one of the good Doctor's biobeds.

I do have more important things to do then swipe weapon pieces from you and I am not in the habit of being a kleptomaniac. Now it might help if you would stop leaving your guns out where anyone can get to them easily. That is just my opinion however.

Shouldn’t be difficult. Whose shower are we using?

But I won’t be opposed if you use mine.

You are flip flopping quite a bit on the issue and if I recall you're the one who brought it up.

…Yes? I never bothered to check. I suppose we wouldn’t need that much room. All things considered we’d be all over each other anyway but… [He thinks for a moment before looking at Don.] I bet you know, what with your high-standards? How many bodies have you managed to shove into a shower at the same time?

Alive? Two. Dead? Thirteen.

Atlas, We need to find 13 dead bodies.

Who says I don’t have high standards? He’d have to be wearing cupcakes with butter-cream frosting at least.

[He hummed in delight.] Butter-cream frosting. You, good sir, have wonderful taste! Now that I think of it, having a shag while covered in cupcakes would get messy. No doubt round two would be in the shower, wouldn’t it?

Forget I ever said anything. I’ll never be able to see or eat a cupcake the same way again, thanks a lot, you two.

Far too much effort to re-pattern the booth unfortunately. Besides, I’d rather eat the cupcakes than wear them but—Oh! Is that what you two want? Me wearing nowt but cupcakes? At least buy me a drink first before trying to pull me into a threesome, yeah?

Who says I don't have high standards? He'd have to be wearing cupcakes with butter-cream frosting at least.

How do I look? Handsome? Beautiful? Like a pretty, pretty princess? C’mon, don’t be shy, you can tell me.

Motherfucking pink?

Maybe something darker or... patterned? Perhaps a cupcake pattern?

“ Looking for me, Doctor?” He said a little loudly just to make the man jump when he realized Lee was behind him. ” I must confess I’m a bit surprised to see you.”

Bones raised a hand to cover his face, letting out a shaky sigh.”Son of a bitch - of course n’looking for you.” His brows twitched in confusion, and he raised his hand in the airwhile glaring at the man. “How are you surprised to see me? You fuckin’ called me down here! Don’t pull my damn leg you ass, now spit out what your motive is or I swear to God I will stab ya with this’.” But there was a growing suspicion in the bottom of his stomach the man was being genuine. 

"Where the hell is that piece of shit?" He hissed, arms folding over his chest as he tried to calm his nerves, but he was certain he was failing miserably as he shifted from one foot to another. Bones felt as if this was a mistake to come down here in the first place. It was probably a trap, and any minute now he’s be dead. "Fuck ‘em."

“ Looking for me, Doctor?” He said a little loudly just to make the man jump when he realized Lee was behind him. " I must confess I'm a bit surprised to see you."

[An eyebrow raised at the projection. Whilst his holograms did always have a way of impressing her (although she would never tell him that), she couldn’t help but wonder what it had to do with his leg. Raising both eyebrows, she looked up at him expectantly.]

[ He showed her the wrist attachment and shut the hologram off.] I control them with this.

That’s quite the gift. I must say… [She leaned back to take a look at his leg, a bemused smirk making its way onto her face.] they did a very good job of it; it’s left a sizable impression.

[ The boot that he appeared to be wearing as part of the uniform was actually a part of his leg. He demonstrated this point by pushing a button on the device he kept on his wrist at all times. A small holographic projection of a knife sprang up between them.] Voila.

Do tell me how that came to be, though, your leg. [She cast him a sidelong glance as they walked.] And do tell me if McCoy has too much fun. [She would not take lightly to anybody messing with her little acquaintances, and definitely not this one. And, while she would rather not put herself in such a dangerous spot as ‘The Doctor’s Murderer,’ there were quite a few temporary and rather unpleasant nerve gases she had yet to test out.]

[ He leaned against a wall taking a position that would allow him to watch both ends of the hallway with minimal effort.] It- think of this as a parting gift from my previous posting. From someone I considered...an ally at the time. Very foolish of me to think so too. I choose more wisely now.

 [ Lee stalked around the young Ensign, his hands clasped behind his back.] Or did you simply miss me?[ He gave the appearance of being totally relaxed but had a few tricks at hand in case the Ensign finally decided to do something. Lee liked to play but he wasn’t stupid.]

There is something that brought you to me. [ He circled behind chekov again and leaned in near his ear close enough where his breathe would tickle the younger mans ear.] I cant help but wonder, What it is you wish of me if that truly is the case.[He backed away into his slow circling pattern as quickly as he had leaned forward.] Few seek me out for just my charming company.

Ensign.

Besides, at this rate by the time I’m 35, I’m sure I’ll have reached admiral.

 [ Lee stalked around the young Ensign, his hands clasped behind his back.] Or did you simply miss me?[ He gave the appearance of being totally relaxed but had a few tricks at hand in case the Ensign finally decided to do something. Lee liked to play but he wasn't stupid.]