STAR TREK AU

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Another day, another mission on the USS Magnus. Martin Blackwood is - well -

He's always stressed out, but he's been doubly stressed out since, you know, his boss died and his entirely incompetent arse wound up in said boss's shoes. How the hell did he even get in this situation? Why is he like this?

Well. He knows the answer to one of those questions.

He's in the medbay, mumbling to himself, trying to convince himself (and his assistants. god, he has assistants) he knows what he's doing. ]

It's fine, it's fine, surely there wont' be any issues on the mission today, I'll have worked myself up over nothing --

[ Right when a certain someone gets dragged in. ]

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[eyediot]

Admiral Bouchard.

He picked me out of the academy himself.

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-- what? Really? Admiral Bouchard?

[ He's ridiculously impressed. ]

[eyediot]

Yes.

So.

[Boy he looks like he's trying to puff himself up a bit.]

I have to make sure we all do our best.

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[ He sure does. Martin just sort of - well. That's rather endearing. ]

I - I suppose it's a lot of pressure.

[eyediot]

[Annnnd a slow exhale.]

Yes. It is a lot of pressure.

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... S. Sorry. I'm making things worse, aren't I.

[eyediot]

It's all right.

...Until the gamma shift, you said?

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Er - well - through gamma shift. Actually. So until alpha shift starts.

[ In other words: all night. ]

[eyediot]

Right.

Then... [He shifts, pulling his legs up to cross them on the med-cot.]

May as well get comfortable.

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[ That =

That gesture is so cute?? Are Vulcans supposed to be that cute?

Martin goes bright red for a moment. ]

Y. Yes. I mean - um - I'll go -

[ He's going to grab a chair for himself. ]

[eyediot]

[They are absolutely not supposed to be cute at all. But here he is.

He watches Martin go and come back, leaning forward a bit.]

So... How'd you do it?

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[ He sits after a moment. ]

Do - do what?

[eyediot]

Y'know. Sneak your way into this position.

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I -

[ Bright scarlet again. ]

N-no, I - oh god, you'll throw me in the brig if I do. And I'll deserve it.

[eyediot]

I really don't think I will.

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W-what if I killed someone? Hmm? What if I'm a murderer?

[eyediot]

Then I'd go along protocol and investigate the matter fully.

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...

[ Well, that's a reasonable response. Martin sighs. ]

I - I didn't. Murder anyone, I mean. I really just meant to be an assistant.

[eyediot]

No offense, but I figured that was the case.

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Ah. Well. Fine, yes, I'm. Not scary at all, am I.

[eyediot]

You really are not. Sorry.

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[ sigh. ]

It's - it's fine. I don't want to be scary. I didn't even mean to be here. Just ... needed to get off the planet.

[eyediot]

[He perks a bit at that, watching him.]

...Why?

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I - w-well -

[ He gulps a bit. ]

It's ... it was that planet with the plague happening. D'you remember?

[eyediot]

Yes, I remember.

[He... thinks he knows. But he wants to hope it isn't the case.]