[day 48] night, personal quarters, attn: Rodney, Radek [f]
Carson and Rodney walked back to their quarters, still warm and in a glow after their private time.
Carson opened the door and raised the lights a bit. Radek was curled on his side on the couch and he went over to check on him.
Something was... off.
"Oh, bloody hell," Carson cursed, getting close enough to see him. Radek had something twisted about his neck. Carson's blood froze. "No," he hissed.
"What?" Rodney sounded worried.
"Damn it!" Carson said, running over to Radek and rolling him gently so he could see what was going on. He was still warm. Even breathing, thank God, though his lips were tinged slightly blue.
There was a tie from one of the curtains about his neck. "Come on, Radek," Carson urged, unwinding the cloth from the man's throat. "Wake up. Just wake up for me, right?"
Carson opened the door and raised the lights a bit. Radek was curled on his side on the couch and he went over to check on him.
Something was... off.
"Oh, bloody hell," Carson cursed, getting close enough to see him. Radek had something twisted about his neck. Carson's blood froze. "No," he hissed.
"What?" Rodney sounded worried.
"Damn it!" Carson said, running over to Radek and rolling him gently so he could see what was going on. He was still warm. Even breathing, thank God, though his lips were tinged slightly blue.
There was a tie from one of the curtains about his neck. "Come on, Radek," Carson urged, unwinding the cloth from the man's throat. "Wake up. Just wake up for me, right?"