This is for Trektober 2023 Day 10: Diplomancy.
"We can handle this. After all," Kirk straightens up, and throws on a practiced grin. It's tight, hard to keep up, and extremely fake, but he can do this. They can do this. He places one hand on Spock's shoulder and the other on Bones'. "We are men of diplomacy."
Spock folds his hands behind his back and lowers his brows in agreement. "Indeed."
McCoy stands unconvinced, his arms folded over his chest. "We are?" Bones lifts his right arm in surprise. He rolls his hand with exaggerated annoyance. "One would think we'd lead with diplomacy more often then."
Jim lets him go and scowls. "Very funny Bones."
McCoy lays his arm back down on top of the other. With a bored expression, he looks across the bridge towards the armed aliens sent to 'greet' them. "I thought so."
I keep forgetting to post my trektober stories on here. :(