HyperfixationStation

Jon art by @drawsmaddy

the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like. 

So you know. 

Do you ACTUALLY give a shit about Alice or is she just another annoyance to you

"Course I like the kid!"

*Bones keeps working as he speaks, seemingly unaware of the words slipping out of his mouth. He doesn't even sound particularly worked up about it.*

"shes a sweet kid really, despite the shitstorm shes lived through, well I guess slept through. She's still pretty bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and girls got enough sass to last her three lifetimes. Fun to toss insults back and forth like playin' a game of hacky sack.

Sharp wit on her, even if shes a bit slower on the uptake sometimes. I... Well I worry sometimes. I know Im partial to mother hen'ing folk, but Alice... If something ever happened to her figure I'd kill everyone on this ship and then myself to boot.

Kid comes from a kinder time, not by much I dont figure but... Well the truth of it is she lacks some of that killer instinct you need to make it through. Kids gotta sharpen her claws some..."

*he pauses momentarily lost in thought before continuing his experimentation.*

"In a lotta ways she reminds me of my own kid. Strange seein' as how there awful different... Guess its more about me feelin' fatherly like."

(I shoot this guy /j )

Alice is laying on her back on her bed, staring forlornly at the ceiling. She misses being an adult. She misses being taken seriously. She misses getting to do anything but sit here or go to bones for another study. Eugh. She rolls over onto her stomach and face plants into a pillow, groaning.

There's a pop, like that of a bubble bursting, and then something rather heavy clocks her in the back of the head

"OW, MOTHER FUCKER-"

Alice winces, clutching the back of her head as she sits up.

"what in the ass-blasting hell was that????"

And there, next to her on her bed, lo, A semi automatic pistol.

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What the fuck

Alice picks it up and turns it over in her hands, looking at it, being careful to make sure nothing goes off.

"hhhhollly shit. This. This is great"

A wide grin splits her face, and she aims for the wall across from her bed, but decides against it... No. Something this precious is better saved, no sense getting it confiscated before she's had a chance to really use it...

Alice is a child now 4/5

Alice has a gun 1/?

Like father like daughter damn

I have not maintained contact with them in more than a decade. I can only tell you that I was not aware of this, and that it is not, to my knowledge, a Vulcan custom.