Night 47: Main Hallway, 2-Center

[donetakinorders]

[from here]It was times like this he had to wonder if he was the only damn person in this place who still cared about finding the fastest way home possible. Which probably wasn't true, but hell. Seeing as the only people he'd worked with so far had 'stealing books' as a goal or were setting up training nights, it was no damn wonder he was feeling

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[dual_worlds]

It would be ideal if the door opened quickly, though Spock knew they couldn't assume such an outcome simply because it was convenient. However, he'd had enough experience with the institute to realize that they had some chance of breaking into the room. Since McCoy was willing to offer his help, perhaps it would not take them long at all.

He sensed the doctor looking over his shoulder, though Spock kept his focus on the door in front of them, and by extension the task at hand. McCoy seemed displeased with the decision to stay out of the conflict that was raging nearby. Surely even he understood the logic behind their current course of action. Consequently, there was no use in dwelling on what was behind them. Spock did not wish to leave civilians in any unnecessary danger, no, but they'd already established that their help would be useless to them. Right now searching for supplies needed to be their main priority.

"Very well," he spoke evenly, trusting that his words would draw McCoy's attention to where it needed to be right then. "One...two...three."

Spock's mouth faintly tightened as he threw his shoulder at the door. It wasn't the cleanest way to make an entrance, but it was the only option available to them, given the circumstances.

[hes_deadjim]

McCoy looked back, just in time to prepare himself for that countdown. He threw himself bodily at the door along with Spock, their bodies hitting it with a loud thud. The door shuddered but didn't give just yet. McCoy would have been surprised if it had. They weren't exactly the best battering ram material, where they? Spock probably could've forced it open normally, but he'd mentioned something about his strength not being at full capacity.

As partners went, the doctor wasn't exactly the best for knocking a door down himself. Any member of Security likely could, but he was just a doctor. McCoy wasn't out of shape, but he wasn't exactly packed down with weight either.

He supposed the only good thing about this was that he didn't have to worry about embarrassing himself in front of Spock. The doctor looked to Spock, this time counting down before he threw himself once again at the door.

The door suddenly gave way under them.

[hes_deadjim]

[falling in this way]