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Who: Pavi Largo, Leonard McCoy
What: Getting better acquainted in one of the most traumatic ways possible.
Where: The beach. Why not.
When: Port, Day 1 (and possibly more)
Warnings: ???
He'd grown up on an island, but Pavi had never really seen the sea. The inner city of Sanitarium Island was hemmed in at all sides by corpses, the beaches stacked high with the dead - and with air pollution darkening the skies, the ocean had never been much more than a dark strip on the horizon.
Here it was -- something else entirely. Bright blue and gleaming like glass and endless. And although he'd complained every step of the way off the Barge. he stopped dead on the shore, expressionless as he stared across the water.
"This is -- " He looked over his shoulder at McCoy, realised he didn't have the words, and looked away again.
What: Getting better acquainted in one of the most traumatic ways possible.
Where: The beach. Why not.
When: Port, Day 1 (and possibly more)
Warnings: ???
He'd grown up on an island, but Pavi had never really seen the sea. The inner city of Sanitarium Island was hemmed in at all sides by corpses, the beaches stacked high with the dead - and with air pollution darkening the skies, the ocean had never been much more than a dark strip on the horizon.
Here it was -- something else entirely. Bright blue and gleaming like glass and endless. And although he'd complained every step of the way off the Barge. he stopped dead on the shore, expressionless as he stared across the water.
"This is -- " He looked over his shoulder at McCoy, realised he didn't have the words, and looked away again.