Dec 26, 2013
[ PADD msg > Captain Pain-in-my-CMO's-Ass ] You worry the hell out of me sometimes, Jim.
[ PADD msg > CMO Grumpy Gills ] You worry too much, that’s the real problem, Bones. Not everything always ends in disaster.
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[ PADD msg > Captain Pain-in-my-CMO's-Ass ] You worry the hell out of me sometimes, Jim.
[ PADD msg > CMO Grumpy Gills ] You worry too much, that’s the real problem, Bones. Not everything always ends in disaster.
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01, 03, 08.
01:is the most stubborn
[ -- Jim, probably. ] "Hey!" [ I tend to be a bit more of a pushover. Heheh.. ]
03:has the shortest temper
[ -- While Jim gets in 100% more physical fights than I do. I have a tendency to have more verbal arguments. Though, Jim tends to fight to let off steam since he doesn't necessarily lose his temper right away unless you insult his family or the Enterprise while... I probably lose my temper more often. So Mun wins this one. ]
"Even though she's more of a passive-aggressive fighter. She won't show that she's mad. It's kind of scary because she shoots you down with as much verbal precision as Spock. All with a smile."
08:is the most friendly
[ -- Jim. Most definitely. More because he's an extrovert while I have insane social anxiety and I have a tendency to seem cold to other people. ]
"Don't listen to her, she's actually a tiny little ball of fluff. Friendly as a tribble!"
[ -- Jim, don't interrupt me. ]
"What? It's true!"
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Joanna tries not to mention her mother around Leonard -- especially considering her bitter attitude towards the woman these days. She'd rather not pour salt in either of their old wounds.
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[Funeral Meme:] Dressed in his Starfleet dress uniform, Leonard looked out over the crowd of people, sitting silently and staring up at him at the podium, his daughter's still-mangled body hidden from view just behind him in the mahogany casket. He stiffened, hazel eyes brimming with tears as his gaze met Jocelyn's from the front row. She looked visibly shaken, eyes red and swollen and her handkerchief clutched to her chest. (1/?)
He inhaled deeply, keeping his voice steady and unwavering as he spoke into the mic, finally. "I never thought that in my lifetime I would have to attend my little girl's funeral." He cleared his throat and averted his eyes. "But I should have expected the worst that day, she was only twelve at the time--she called me one day after school, and told me that her teacher asked her to write a paper about what she wanted to be when she grew up." (2/?)
"Then she told me, 'I want to be like you, daddy, a doctor.' I supported this dream of hers, right up until the day she graduated from medschool and got her first job." Leonard rubbed his nose. "Then she joined Starfleet with her old man, and we rekindled that father/daughter relationship that should have been there even when Jocelyn and I were separated." Now the tears fell. "Joanna was the single thing in my life that I was really proud of. Still am proud of her. Always will be." (3/3)
medicus-morum stopped by
Instead of doing her work, Eva found herself sitting at her station messing with the old scar on her right hand. It was the only thing she could seem to focus on. Her attention shifted back to the samples and other work she needed to attend to. She sighed as she looked back to the white scar. It was from a strange accident with a knife in her teenage years. She shook her head, "Why am I such an idiot?"
Her head turned as she heard footsteps. Someone was entering her workspace in the science department. She really hoped they hadn't heard her or noticed the fact that she wasn't actually working.
"Uh, hello? What can I do for ya?" She asked.