TEST DRIVE #1 - Ten Forward

[tenforward_m]

You know how you were standing there, back in your home world, just minding your own business?

Time to forget all about that.

Instead of doing whatever the heck you were just doing, you're standing in the middle of this very stylish, sedate barroom. Happily, you're not alone there - in fact you're surrounded by people who seem to be as confused as you are...and some of them look a little, well unusual

Now would be a great time to do....well, something. Ask some questions of the person nearest you, throw a fit, stage a coup....maybe do a little exploring? No matter what you do, you're going to be here for a very long time.

For others might call it the USS Enterprise, but for the foreseeable future, you'll be calling it home.

[OOC: this test drive's open until the next app period.]

Comments

Well at least there's a doctor here then. Thanks for the not help. XD

[shut_up_dammit]

Yeah, awkward. He took a swig of his drink to that in silent agreement, though the tone of her voice probably didn't mean for that to be agreed upon so easily.

Leonard scoffed.

"Not just a doctor. A doctor in space. If we get a crack in the damn ship, our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Never mind the death and disease out there on all those damn planets that we haven't even seen yet."

That was another thing - what diseases had they discovered that he didn't know about. Dammit.

Anytime! :D

[holds_her_own]

We're not saying it's Maria's turn to scoff, but that grin of hers is definitely hiding something.

"I take it back, you're a real catch."

Such a ball of sunshine.

(Because what Commander Hill wants, after babysitting superheroes, repairing her helicarrier, and cleaning up half of goddamn Manhattan, is the lovely mental image of her blood cooking her from the inside.)

"Or a saint. It's amazing you don't have to beat them off with sticks."

XD

[shut_up_dammit]

Leonard glared at he for a moment before downing the rest of his drink.

"Trust me, sweetheart, you have no idea."

Maybe she'd learn what life on the Enterprise was like after a while. She's get it then, and trash her snarky attitude.

[holds_her_own]

Oh, did he just call her sweetheart?

This keeps getting better and better.

Chuckling lowly, she tosses back what's left in her tumbler and slowly swivels until she's facing him, one elbow propped lazily on the bar.

"Is that right?"

She's grinning now.

"Because I'm pretty sure I could take you, stick or no."

[shut_up_dammit]

Leonard finished off his drink.

"I'm pretty sure you could too, darlin'. I wasn't put on his damn ship to fight."

He pushed his glass towards the bartender again for a refill while he finally looked back at her. He paused briefly.

"Leonard McCoy."

[holds_her_own]

"Maria Hill."

She forgoes adding 'Agent' or 'Commander' for now.

(The verbal sparring is excellent, and it'll no doubt come up eventually.)

"Does that make you a lover and not a fighter?"

There's more sarcasm than flirtatiousness, but Maria purposely makes it difficult to know where you stand in her book.

[shut_up_dammit]

Well at least he had a name. He wasn't in the mood to be flirting with her though, so where he stood was not important.

"Makes me a healer."

Ignoring the lover bit, thanks.

"I don't have time to be fighting anyone. My job's taking care of all the others that do."

[holds_her_own]

"Yeah, yeah. Saint McCoy."

She gets it.

"Must have missed the lesson on you in Catholic school."

It's all in good fun, Leonard.

If she wanted to fight, you'd already be on the floor.

"Lucky for you, I'm more the fighting type so others don't have to."

[shut_up_dammit]

All of the glares. All of them.

"Dammit man, I'm a doctor, not a saint."

Can't save them all. But he can save as many as possible.

He looks at his drink and scoffs.

"Yeah, you and half the damn people on one of these ships. Too damn reckless for your own good, I bet."

He glanced back at her, the glare softening a little.

"Or just reckless enough."

[holds_her_own]

Everything just rolls off Hill's back like water off a duck.

She's still grinning, even when she turns back to her drink.

"I'm sitting here with all my original fingers and toes, so I like to think it's more the latter."

She tips her head to one shoulder, giving him a good long look.

"But if I didn't do what I did, you'd be out of a job."

Then he really would have to learn a foreign language.

[shut_up_dammit]

He glared a moment longer and then shrugged and downed the rest of his drink, pushing the empty glass to the bartender again.

"You'd probably be one of the only damn people I wouldn't mind seein' in the sickbay."

Leonard glanced back to her.

"Maybe you'd have the patience to deal with being a patient for more than five goddamn minutes."