McCoy was, suddenly, dangerous again. Not that she'd ever forgotten, but it was a menace she hadn't expected. The sort that was inherent, not overt.
He'd figured out her location from the things. She still didn't know what to call them. The ship.
She picked up something else, too. Don't touch her. She couldn't be sure, of course, but she was good at watching people. And she thought this was connected to his warning before.
McCoy just didn't add up.
Rand hesitated a moment before speaking. McCoy was dangerous, but the shift reminded her that he'd been pleasant before, if fucking creepy. But it implied, to her anyway, that he didn't bother much with fronting.
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Date: 2010-06-29 10:57 pm (UTC)He'd figured out her location from the things. She still didn't know what to call them. The ship.
She picked up something else, too. Don't touch her. She couldn't be sure, of course, but she was good at watching people. And she thought this was connected to his warning before.
McCoy just didn't add up.
Rand hesitated a moment before speaking. McCoy was dangerous, but the shift reminded her that he'd been pleasant before, if fucking creepy. But it implied, to her anyway, that he didn't bother much with fronting.
"She okay?" she called softly.