31 - voice

[gotgreenmagic]

So let me make sure I've got this absolutely clear and nailed down in my mind:

Is this wreck supposed to make me better or just crush my spirit?

...

Whatever. I'm done.

[Private - McCoy]

Kirk told me it was your birthday. Many happy returns, I guess.

[Private - Angel]

So do I get my Infirmary shift back or am I fired or what?

[Private - Martha]

I now it's not like I could sue or anything, but you've still got that doctor-patient confidentiality thing going, right?

[Private - Mozenrath]

How are -

How are you -

...I know, sport. What you said. Good as never happened.

[Private - Rayne/Dean]

[You both get three seconds of dead air which is Shego thinking 'is this a good idea? No, probably not' and then switching off the mic.]

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[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

"Enh, I don't remember," Shego said, draining what was left in hers and setting it down alongside. "I just know I was so ticked off with it - all of it - that it could've been basically anything. And hey, don't say 'throw it all away' like anything of value was lost."

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"I can't judge you, sometimes you need a new life to salvage." McCoy answered, glancing back over with a dry tone. "Though I joined Star Fleet instead of professional villainy when that time came."

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"Good for you, Doc. You've got integrity," Shego said, her tone bone-dry. She stretched out a bit, cracked her knuckles and sighed. "I came here to have a drink with a friend, not to debate my moral decency or lack thereof, okay? I've got Jimmy for that, when he feels like it."

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[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

McCoy rolled his eyes as he leaned back. "Yeah, you're as touchy as him too sometimes. Let me tell you something else, if your moral decency was under such heavy debate you wouldn't be my friend. My moral superiority couldn't handle it." He said, tone just as dry at the last comment.