I'll be sure to mention that to Bones when I get back. Make sure to check for extra passengers and highly encourage contraceptives before engaging new life forms.
Oh, we all made plenty of fun, but he wasn't exactly fully informed of what was happening, so, for once, not his fault. [There's a fond, if distantly so, look on his face at the thought. God, that was forever ago...]
[ Kirk knew that look. He got that look when he thought of his own crew, his own people. It was the look her head when he saw his tattoo in the mirror. ]
For once? Sounds like he was the life of the party.
He was. He was absolutely that. Caused plenty of trouble, mostly inadvertent. I had to follow him around to try to get him out of trouble. That's my side of the story, and I'm sticking to it.
[ There's laughter at that, full and bursting out of him. It sounded like himself - this friend of Mal's. Mal, he thought, was maybe Bones or Spock. Probably Bones since Mal could emote. It made him miss those two, and Uhura, and Sulu, and Scotty, and Chekov.
If Trip Tucker ever shows his face here, he'll try to tell you I was something other than a perfect angel, and I'm here to say that I was absolutely a boy scout in comparison. So there. The record is straight.
Were you ever a scout? Because I have more badges than Captain Archer, and I'm rather proud of that fact.
[He's about to say something else, something that he instantly recognizes is morose, even if it fits his gallows humour, and bites it back with a swallow of whiskey.]
Now you're just making fun. There's nothing wrong with being an eagle scout; I learned quite a bit as a child. Believe me, I'm not always such a scout.
[ Okay, there's a laugh, because yes, he is making fun, but it's good natured, really Mal. Did you really expect him not to poke a little fun at that? Just a little. Especially when you seemed so proud... ]
Oh I'm sure. I don't think the Scouts taught you how to pose quite like that for photos.
That's it gone undiscovered all this time is really a true shame. Or are you the poster boy for Star Fleet back home and haven't told me? Did you grace the walls of all those hopeful dreamers in the dorms?
Mm, really? Maybe I should've worn my uniform out. Now I'll know for next time. [He laughs with a shake of his head. York thought it was sexy, too. Uniform fetishes, honestly.]
[ He grins at him and winks, snagging another bite of the appetizer they'd ordered and swiping the card for another game, having lost to Malcolm this round. ]
[ He looked down briefly at his arm where his tattoo of Earth's galactic coordinates was, still deep and dark from being so fresh. Only a week or so old now. ]
Might have to get creative on that end, but I think it can be done.
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I'll be sure to mention that to Bones when I get back. Make sure to check for extra passengers and highly encourage contraceptives before engaging new life forms.
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For once? Sounds like he was the life of the party.
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But he was glad for this too, for someone new. ]
We'll say I believe you - for now.
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[ He held up two fingers like a salute, cheeky grin spread across his face. ]
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[He's about to say something else, something that he instantly recognizes is morose, even if it fits his gallows humour, and bites it back with a swallow of whiskey.]
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Ah, no, I was never a scout, though sometimes I was invited to go along to some of their events by some of my friends when they were in it.
I always knew you were an overachiever at heart, Mal.
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Oh I'm sure. I don't think the Scouts taught you how to pose quite like that for photos.
[ There is definitely a smirk now Malcolm. ]
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[ He even snapped his fingers for emphasis. ]
Maybe in one of the jump suits? Unzipping?
[ He mimed the motion, and he would be lying if he didn't admit that he thought the jump suits were sexy. He always felt good when he put one on. ]
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[ He grins at him and winks, snagging another bite of the appetizer they'd ordered and swiping the card for another game, having lost to Malcolm this round. ]
It's one of my weaknesses.
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Now that is just cruel. I didn't take you for a cruel man, Mr. Reed.
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[ He dipped his head in acknowledgement before he came around to the end of the table and broke the next set of balls. ]
Hopefully we both stick around to discover a few more.
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Unless someone figures out a way to send us all back. I'd take that in a heartbeat.
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Might have to get creative on that end, but I think it can be done.
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