At the market I found a stall with miniature glass bottles. I thought McCoy may enjoy these ;)
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So, as promised, have some Wonder Woman!Boneset. I wasn’t sure what to draw exactly so I just redrew some of the promotional photos of the movie.
Feel free to come up with a reason that there’s a man on Themyscira during WWI because I don’t have one.
1st and 2nd part of the SoA/Star Trek corssover.
Enterprise Motorcycle Club.
First 7, Sgt.at Arms - Leonard “Bones” McCoy
First 7, V. President - Mr. Spock
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90% of the time they’re just exchanging recipes and gossip. but they like to look sneaky because they’re little shits
It was like that old Terran song.
Hello, Major Tom…
Except much worse.
The Enterprise was falling, falling, fast. Abandoned except for him. Here history was repeating itself. Kirks were meant to die in space, it seemed.
“Come in, Enterprise. Can you hear us Captain Kirk?”
That would be command, trying in vain to get control of the situation, to make sure this didn’t turn out as they all imagined it would.
“Control this is Captain Kirk, I can hear you loud and clear.”
“What’s your status, Kirk?” The crackle and pop as the connection fizzled, died and was resurrected.
He rolled his eyes. “The countdown starts.”
“Captain, do you copy? What’s your status?”
“The Enterprise’s status has not changed from when the crew abandoned ship two hours ago.”
“Are you able to abandon the ship yourself, Captain?”
He stared at the screens, at the way he barely had kept the Enterprise from plummeting into the atmosphere.
“Negative, control. I’ve got to manually engage the-” He could hear the connection give way to static and cursed.
“Captain? Kirk?”
He grit his teeth and bit out, “Negative. She’s dead in the water. Comms will be down soon.”
“Kirk, you won’t survive-”
“Tell me something I don’t know, control!”
“We’ve got shuttles on the way. Your crew is on it’s way back up, do you think you can hold out?” Here was where control’s voice betrayed the emotion of the person behind it. Poor fucker, probably had to relay all this to Bones and Spock and that conversation couldn’t have been pretty.
He sighed, sucked in his breath, no need to get fucking emotional now. “You and I both know that I don’t have the time for that.”
“Just-hold on Kirk.”
The comm unit sparked as the ship took a dive, nearly going bass akwards. Jim’s feet couldn’t stay planted on the Bridge’s floor and he went straight into the computer unit. “Son of a-”
“Jim?”
He sucked in his breath the pain in his forehead from where he hit the edge giving way to a whole different kind of pain. “Bones?”
“What are you doing? Get on a Shuttle!”
He tried to ignore the way his hands shook as passed them over his face. His fingertips, when they swiped over his forehead, came away with blood.
“It’s not that simple-I don’t think I can-”
“Make it that simple!” Bones growled. The connection went dead.
It was back on just as quickly. Uhura must be there.
“Jim, you listen to me. You come home.”
“I am coming home,” He couldn’t help the way his eyes burned, the way it became suddenly hard to breathe.
“Please, Jim.”
“I-I love you Bones. You know that right?”
“Of course, Darlin’. Just, please, come home.”
The Enterprise lurched again as Earth’s gravity upended it.
Earth below us, drifting, falling…
One final message-
“Bones-”
Coming home.
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The real question about Amok Time
Why did Bones just casually have some neurotoxin in his pocket?
McCoy is that grandma that has everything in her purse just in case.
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why are my faves always so hard to draw!!!!!
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