Is this fucking thing on?

[sharpestscalpel]

Attn: Ms. Dr. Emma McCoy of some other goddamn universe

We were conversing the other night and I, rather unfortunately and needlessly in my view, got called away to deal with a so-called emergency. I just wanted to tender my apology for running out on you like that and see if we might pick up a bit where we left off.

You just let me know, ma'am.

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[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Really, there's nothing interesting to look for.

...Oh. That explains why...Oh you poor dear, though.

This Terran Empire sounds absolutely monstrous. How could you live in such an environment?

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

I don't know, Dr. McCoy. You seem mighty interesting to me.

As for the rest, that's an existential question I don't really have an answer for - it's just the way things are, ma'am. How do you live in your universe? We can debate philosophy if you want, but sometimes you just play the cards you're dealt.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Simply because we both share a common enthusiasm about the human skeletal system.

Well, I can't really describe how life goes in my universe. My whole universe was making sure that my boy grew up in a warm and loving environment and David was happy.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'm just biased because, while this is a big damn ship, there's not anyone else interested in this particular field.

That's... real sweet.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

Science is always a uniting field. Like we said before, more kids should get interested in bones.

My family's my whole universe, I told you. Wouldn't trade them for anything.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

I know I try to inspire that interest through my own articles.

Inspirational, ma'am. Though I'm slightly more cynical about family, you might understand.

[emma-mccoy.livejournal.com]

My only regret: I wasn't able to publish as much as I wanted to. I'll work on that when things settle down again.

I only hope I've passed that onto Lenny. And yes, you've had such a...god, I can't imagine...should I apologize on my other self's behalf?