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Who: Leonard McCoy
Broadcast: Yes! Fleetwide
Action: Caprine/Solace
When: Friday

[There are days when McCoy would gladly turn in his lab augment for an engineering one. After practically picking apart the Caprine and then putting her back together bolt by bolt (with a lot of help from actual engineers out there, thanks) he's about ready to airlock himself.

He's a doctor, not a goddamn mechanic. It's like learning anatomy all over again, except this time he doesn't understand a single thing. Glory be, at least, they've finally graduated to trying fix the many issues in non-essential systems.

Like the kitchen, where McCoy is now making sure it all works again, after having spent hours trying to put it all back together. Spoiler: it doesn't go well. That's why he's waving away wisps of smoke and coughing a bit when he addresses the Fleet.]

I need an engineer. Again. [Sigh.] I'll pay you the going rate. Come on over to the Caprine. It's the ship in the most pieces over here. [There goes more credits. Everything exploded again. Someone just... put him out of his misery.]

[private comm to Beverly Crusher]
[So he's starting to regret thinking that someone should put him out of his misery. Really coming to regret that.] Hey. We need to talk. Let's meet somewhere.

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I'm not an engineer, but I could come over and look into minor repairs. Do you need some money for repairs?

I'm good for it. [Oh, is he. That's... a thing he worked out on Solace. It'll be fine.] Essentials are workin' again, but little things like this whole damned galley is still mess.

I keep getting that answer. I'm starting to think I took a boring job here for nothing. [She's not shocked that everyone wants to handle their ships themselves though. There's a pride to that. It's just that after the attack she wants to look at the fleet even more as a unit than before.]

I was good at fixing things back home. Of course, here any Atroma tech is basically impossible to learn without the right augment. [Which makes her think that the augments might suppress potential as much as they expand it. Not to be too full of herself, but she's worked with completely alien technologies before and it's not easy, but she always had a knack for it and with enough time she could always get there. Here no matter how much she works on it even with an engineer it's like there's a ceiling.] But pilots have a few tricks. Which is me. I'm a pilot.

I'm workin' here too. [Sorta. Long story.] I'm not gonna take credits someone else is gonna need down the line when we're okay over here. Still, for future problems, we might wanna put together a Fleet savings, y'know?

[File that under 'things that could keep certain idiot doctors out of trouble in the future.'] I'll take it. Pilot's closer to fixing some of this than a doctor is.

That's not a bad idea. Like voluntary fleet taxes. Not sure if there's a way to set that up that wouldn't be attached to someone's account who could just go missing.

Mm, but in the mean time I can head over there and take a look. Worst that happens is I say you need an engineer for all of it after all.

Yeah. The alternative is trusting Atroma with it. [There's got to be a way, though. Maybe.]

I'll pour you a drink. The Caprine, at least, has a few unbroken glasses.

Why would we ever doubt our benevolent overlords? [The sarcasm is thick.]

That's good. You kept the vitals secure. We have a hole in our kitchen floor because that's where we kept the potions. Apparently you don't want to spill potions.

Edited 2017-01-31 00:29 (UTC)

Don't ask me. I'm just a doctor. [Here, here on the sarcasm.]

I'll keep that in mind. With our luck, if we'd have potions here, we'd a blown a hole half the size of the ship right through the bulkhead.

Sounds like you have a lot of luck, now you just need to turn it into the good kind instead of the bad.

That's far easier said than actually done.

I could introduce you to a witch or two. They might have a plan for that.

Wouldn't I need a bit of good luck for a luck spell to work, though?

You make a compelling argument, sir. That must be why you're the captain and I'm only a first mate.

Well, at least someone sees captain material here.

Still not feeling it? I think you an step down if someone else wants to captain instead. But you lose the big bed.

In my defense, I never went for command in the academy.

It's not for everyone. I never really intended to lead anything but it happens sometimes. [Not that she is at the moment.]

[He scoffs a bit.] You'd think I wasn't in charge of my department back on the Enterprise.

I imagine leading a division of highly trained people in your field is different from captaining a spaceship full of completely random people with potentially no experience.

Hmm, yeah. It's easier to focus on one thing and do it well.

I've chosen to focus on waffles. Well, sometimes pizza. Focus is hard.

I'm sure there's a waffle pizza out there somewhere.

[Totally relevant to the conversation here.]

Woah.

You just blew my mind. I don't know what I'm going to do with myself until we figure out how to make that happen.