24 - Voice

[gotgreenmagic]

[Filtered to Security, viewable by Kirk]

[Sounding eeever so slightly wasted from pain/sadistic glee/adrenaline]

Hey. Hey. Someone needs to come peel Picard Jr. off the floor of the bow common room on Level 2. He was trashing the place, I told him to knock it off, he attacked me, I defended myself blah blah blah.

I'd do it myself but I'm kind of injured. On which note, I'm pretty sure all the blood on the furniture is mine.

[Private to Kirk]

You sober right now? I know the Infirmary is like twenty yards away but I can't exactly walk.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"You like me a little bit or something there, Bones?" Kirk said, winking at the doctor before he gets up to go fetch the med pack needed.

[Action]

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Shego slumped back and threw an arm over her eyes. "Would you keep it in the bedroom, sport? I'm in enough pain already."

[Action]

[hyposprayed.livejournal.com]

McCoy looked up for a moment to spare Jim a sharp look for his trouble. He spared Shego any returned banter on the matter, it only egged Jim on he found, though then again what didn't egg the stubborn brat on.

He took small scanner from his pocket and ran it over Shego's ankle, regarding the results before moving it to her torso and head. "Little bastard is stronger than I thought." He mused, turning away again.

[Action]

[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Bones, you don't have any faith in my ability to defend myself do you?" Kirk asked, disregarding Shego's request that he keep the flirting to himself. It was like breathing. He couldn't really say a sentence without flirting.