( Kirk's opponent, a man glancing between the two of them with obviously growing unease, fucks right off after a hard look from McCoy. He doesn't regret scaring him off. There'll always be another opportunity to watch the Captain play with some unwitting idiot.
Rolling his eyes at Kirk's impatience, he rolls his shoulders, sheds his jacket, and slides smoothly into a stance, slashing the sword at him with every intent to maim. )
So, ( McCoy drawls, like they've sat down for tea, ) When did you get here, Jimmy?
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Rolling his eyes at Kirk's impatience, he rolls his shoulders, sheds his jacket, and slides smoothly into a stance, slashing the sword at him with every intent to maim. )
So, ( McCoy drawls, like they've sat down for tea, ) When did you get here, Jimmy?