McCoy let her scream it out though her throat would feel like shit later for it. He was going to hypo her just about to in-fucking-sensibility anyway so it damn well didn't matter. He just needed to get her to a bed first.
"Come on, Christine." He held eye contact with her, settled his hands on her shoulders slowly slowly slowly and then urged her over to a bed in the corner, away from Rand and the bustle of the main area.
She followed, docile now. That wouldn't last. Chapel would fuck his sickbay up six ways from Sunday when it finally occurred to her so he needed to get her situated before that brain of hers took it into her head to smash some shit.
"That's right, easy now." He helped her onto the bed, took her shoes off. Then he rummaged for a hypo and hit her with a major sedative.
Jesus fucking Mary bent over a goddamn pew. She ought to be out for a few hours at least. He pulled out the restraints just in case.
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Date: 2010-06-30 07:27 pm (UTC)"Come on, Christine." He held eye contact with her, settled his hands on her shoulders slowly slowly slowly and then urged her over to a bed in the corner, away from Rand and the bustle of the main area.
She followed, docile now. That wouldn't last. Chapel would fuck his sickbay up six ways from Sunday when it finally occurred to her so he needed to get her situated before that brain of hers took it into her head to smash some shit.
"That's right, easy now." He helped her onto the bed, took her shoes off. Then he rummaged for a hypo and hit her with a major sedative.
Jesus fucking Mary bent over a goddamn pew. She ought to be out for a few hours at least. He pulled out the restraints just in case.