Discussion in 'Star Trek Movies XI+' started by King Daniel Beyond, Mar 19, 2012.
Sulu just grinned slyly and motioned for
Lt. Kyle to join him and start
pouring shots. "Where I come from we
like to precede an argument with some
small...libation. Try one or two of
these, and you'll feel up to arguing!"
Leslie pours two rather large shots and
gets hammered so quickly that he starts
forgetting why he was there. Sulu shook
his arm to see if he was
coherent only to discover that the drink
had made him oddly stiff. His muscles
relaxed, eyelids closed, and subtle snoring sounds
were coming from his mouth. He seemed
happy in a strange sort of way.
He didn't get many chances to rest
, thought Sulu. Leslie seemed to be everywhere
with a glass of booze and drinking
so much that his stories were becoming
a series of rambling, incoherent phrases that
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