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James T. Kirk ([personal profile] captainawesome1701) wrote2013-11-15 10:18 am

Stranded

 Floe I. The coldest planet in the Federation. The Enterprise had been assigned to map and explore this planet to update the Starfleet charts. It was a fairly straightforward mission, if a bit dull. Scans had shown that there was no civilization to be found, though there were some native animals that were few and far between.

Away teams had been selected, each packed with enough gear and provisions to make sure they wouldn't freeze to death, and had been beamed down to pre-appointed areas of the planet. The captain didn't normally send multiple away teams at once, preferring to lead each and every one himself, but this time, they had a whole planet to cover, and this was the most efficient way to get things done.

Then the blizzard hit. Communication with the ship had been cut off, which meant they also couldn't communicate with any of the other away teams. This was not good.
drgruff: (nothing but his bones)

Haha, just what Bones needs in his life

[personal profile] drgruff 2013-11-18 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
If there's anything Bones hates more than space itself, it's being stranded on an uncharted planet, a cold and icy planet at that. He's not sure being partnered with Jim on this frigid expedition with no comms and in the middle of a raging blizzard makes him feel any better, but to be fair, it sure as hell beats being stranded with Spock. Jesus, could you imagine?

That doesn't mean he doesn't grumble most of the way to find shelter, which they needed, fast. That and possibly blaming this all on Jim because he could and because it was Jim.

"Thanks for dragging me all the way down here to become a human-sized Popsicle," he grunted after nearly tripping when they made it into a cave just big enough for two grown human men, Bones already busy rummaging through his gear for the space blankets. "This is really how I planned going out...frozen and stranded...stranded and goddamn frozen."
drgruff: (disapproving)

[personal profile] drgruff 2013-11-18 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Kirk has a long way before Bones's is completely silent, and even then, he'll be all glares that speak in volumes of their own. So enjoy this while you can, captain. Just wait until they're back on the Enterprise and he has needles to stick Jim with...that ought to get keep him going.

"Unfortunately, yes. Don't get too excited about it, I may just say no and risk both of us freezing." Just then, he pulls out the space blankets and quickly unfolds them.
drgruff: (lean on me)

[personal profile] drgruff 2013-11-21 09:47 am (UTC)(link)
Okay. He's ingenious. An ingenious bastard, that is. He barely keeps himself from inhaling deeply to calm himself like he needs to, not wanting to get cold in caught in his chest because that is the worst.

"Yeah, well, who asked you, huh?" He's not going to ask for Jim to come over and share his body heat. Instead, looking like a kicked, grumpy puppy, Bones holds up the space blanket.
drgruff: (observing)

[personal profile] drgruff 2013-11-28 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Good point. The answer was never, though, Bones isn't about to agree in any way, shape or form. Besides, he's a little more focused on the way Jim's cozying up against him, it's the only thing he can focus on really and Bones, he...well...he likes it. Not going to admit to that either.

"This is freakin' unbelievable." But he tries and squeezes closer without being aware of it - the heated rocks are starting to work, but the press of another body...