9.5 - Voice

[gotgreenmagic]

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....ugghhh....

Anyone got some aspirin? Or a gun, that'd work. I need something to put myself outta my misery.

Also? Could use somebody to tell me why anyone would ever keep doing this after the first time, because I do not know.

I seriously think I'm dying here.

Jimmy. [Long pause.] Jim. Captain. Whatever. My wellbeing is your problem, right? I think I'm gonna puke, come and hold my hair back.

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[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Wow, there's a lot that he's being cagey about today.

"Yeah. Kinda." Very, very grudging admission there. She pushes herself up into a sitting position, pleased to find that the world remains on its axis when she moves.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Next time, and I know there'll be a next time, I'll get you a burrito for your hangover." [He winks at her and smiles easily.]

"And for the record, you don't have to suck up to me if you need something."

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That just gets a glare because....a burrito? Really? Back home she wouldn't have gone near Bueno Nacho if she'd been paid to, and she's developed no interest in their gross menu items now.

The other remark, though, earns him a raised eyebrow and a grudging nod of thanks. "Noted."