Again, Paddy? Really?!
Who: Paddy and Uhura
When: Backdated to yesterday evening, after Paddy's two posts
Where: NYC, of course
What: Uhura attempting NOT to kill her inmate
Warnings: As usual...language. Reference to drug use.
( After he had given her the slip... )
When: Backdated to yesterday evening, after Paddy's two posts
Where: NYC, of course
What: Uhura attempting NOT to kill her inmate
Warnings: As usual...language. Reference to drug use.
( After he had given her the slip... )
He'd left them, knowing that he didn't want to be a burden on anyone, and managed to find an empty back street, which was the best he could do at this point. He'd tried a public toilet, but unsurprisingly, there were enough uv lights to make his life very difficult, and it might have been a long time, but he wasn't desperate enough to risk that. The cold, though? He didn't think he had much choice.
Right now, though, he was past the point of the immediate hit of the drugs and starting to notice the freezing cold again. Even when he managed to huddle back inside his coat, he was still so bloody cold, and now it was going dark. He realised he had to get up and get inside sooner rather than later, but saw in a vague haze, a wave of drowsiness returning, Uhura. He fumbled, still confused and forgetting where the hell he'd put it, for the gun he'd managed to get, as this might be his only chance to get out of here. His only way to run was past her. After getting it out and vaguely pointing it at her, it was a good few seconds before he realised it wasn't loaded. "Fuck off already."
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She pulled out her phaser, which she kept concealed at her hip the whole time at port, and pointed it towards him, glad that they were not able to be seen in this angle from the street.
"Do not shoot," she told him and quickly moved to the side, reaching out to try and take the gun from him with her free hand. Priorities. Priorities. She had to get him unarmed...and then see what EXACTLY he had done to himself.
This was ridiculous.
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So, there was a moment where he gripped the gun harder and curled his fingers around the trigger, mainly for the sensation of security more than anything. But he quickly realised he was about to lose this particular battle very quickly, so he tried, once again, to tell her, "Just fuck off and nobody gets shot, right?", but it had less conviction than he really wanted. A lot less.
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"You are already in enough trouble, Paddy. Why add more?"
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"Take the fucking thing. It's not even fucking loaded." He had a glance around to see if he could run, but he couldn't think of a plan quickly enough and ended up, giving up and huddling in his coat. The warmth in his skin from the drugs was quickly wearing off and he was cold. "Now will you just fuck off and leave me alone?"
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"Let's go, Paddy. You will either walk with me, or I will knock you out and drag you."
She stood up and held down a hand to him, her other still holding her weapon. There was no way she was going to let him go. Not again.
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So he took the hand, but with a scowl and a heavy sigh. "Just fucking do what you're going to do, I can't be fucked."
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She was annoyed with him, but she was also afraid of him. "On second thought, I think I will have the doctor give you a sedative to keep you knocked out until it is time to leave." She pushed the phaser against his side to march him along, back to the small hotel she had procured for their stay.
The Admiral had, in fact, asked for them to get lodgings.
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"Knocking me out, Uhura? Can't deal with me awake, hm?" He felt as though he should be challenging her, but he was lethargic and his muscles ached in the cold and in the effort he had to put into keeping up with her, even with her phaser pointing at him, it seemed like hard work. "Fuck it. Just get it over and done with." Paddy concluded that a sedative might help him avoid some of the worst of the immediate withdrawal, and for that matter, might be just what he was looking for after all.
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"I want to help you, but I can't do that if you are here. So..." She thought as they walked. "I'm putting you in zero, Paddy. Taking you back to the Barge now. I know that you have drugs on you, as well. We will deal with that when we get there."
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He looked around him for somewhere he could bolt off too, but he didn't really feel much like running, either. He could force himself, but he really didn't. "Deal with it? Meaning what, Uhura and Starfleet are going to confiscate the coke and get high as freaking kites whilst I rot?" He hoped, by mentioning the coke, he'd distract her from the other drugs he had on him.
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She continued to march him along, towards where she knew the Barge would be.
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"You're a harsh bitch, under all that anger, you know. Christ on a bloody bike..."
This was, he was sure of it, going to be hell. All and any of it, but he didn't feel like objecting either. He was pretty sure it'd be futile.
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"Where is your journal? I will bring to you."
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He really didn't want to, but he was getting angrier as the come down started to kick in harder, "S'alright, I've got it." He pulled it out his coat pocket and tossed it down, then started to pull his shoes off, glaring at her the whole time.
"For fuck's sake, Uhura, can't I have a bit to... fuck." He couldn't really concentrate on where all the drugs were hidden and if there were any he could get away with right now. Probably not. He hadn't had chance to hide them anywhere good. He, thus, had to continue handing her his clothes and hoping that she missed some.
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"Shoes, socks, everything." She was a warden at the moment. She was businesslike, professional. And she was going to make sure that he didn't think he could get away with things because she was a woman.
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