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[She sets her communicator down and returns to what she's doing, i.e. painting her nails with black polish.]

Well, that easily made my top five 'dumbest floods ever' and I've been here nearly two years.

If you're new, woo hoo. Either you're dead and you're stuck here, or you're alive and you've just made a really stupid decision. Welcome to the Barge.

[Private to Kirk]

In the spirit of your stupid honesty rule, I punched Mozenrath and in the circumstances, I'm not sorry - I was affected, anyway, so it wasn't really me. On a directly relevant note, do you have any particularly strong future space liquor?

[Private to Mozenrath]

I hope I didn't actually fracture anything, but I'm not apologizing. Let's just draw a curtain over the last couple days and get on with our lives.

[Private to Tim]

If anybody besides Kirk asks, I wasn't affected.

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"You're asleep on my coffee table. In case you weren't aware," Kirk said with a laugh. "Would you like help to the couch?"

"No. I'm not asleep." It seemed like a nice idea, but she wasn't passing out on Kirk's coffee table or his couch for love nor money. She braced her hands on the edge, slowly hauling herself up.

"So you've got absolutely nothing useful for me. Just 'it's a part of growing up'? Which is just not true. Puberty is a part of growing up. This is just...stupid and annoying."

"What do you want me to say? Break up with him and be a hermit? It's not any better on the other side of a relationship once you have one. So if you want to just complain more and hang out with me all the time like a winner, then go ahead and dump him."

"I don't know what I want you to - oh, whatever." Giggly-drunk had collapsed into sullen-drunk and was now heading towards mean-fighty-drunk. "It's not as if you'd know anything about anything," and then things sort of dissolved into a lot of disquieted muttering about Kirk's love life as she was picking her way over to the door.

Kirk maybe understood half of what she was muttering about, but he got the gist of it but he didn't feel like talking about McCoy, as that was his only experience with crap like this, with her ever, so he just let it go. He really didn't want to get in the middle of her and Tim either.

He watched her stumble for a moment before heaving a silent sigh and going after her. "Where are you even going?"

"My room, jerk. It's like five feet that way." She gestured with her chin, which probably wasn't a good idea because it made the whole world spin that direction for a moment, but she righted herself eventually and got close enough to the door to hit the opening mechanism.

"I'd feel better if you slept here," Kirk said, twitching a little like he was moving to catch her but she caught her balance before he could. "You're barely walking."

She leaned against the doorframe, glaring blearily at him.

"If I choke to death on my own vomit in the night you can just yell at me again afterward."

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"I'm not bringing you back if you choke to death in your own vomit because you refused my help now," Kirk answered her with a hard look of his own.

"I don't care. Someone else would." She frowned at him. "If I'm staying, I want the bed."

"Then take the bed. I can sleep on the couch just as well."

"Great." She crossed the room on somewhat shaky legs, sat down heavily on his bed, toed off her shoes and then fell backwards.

That was graceful. But at least she took off her shoes. "Sleep well then."

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