RP LOG: Jim Kirk; Christine Chapel [OPEN/INCOMPLETE]
WHO: Christine Chapel; Jim Kirk (OPEN/INCOMPLETE)
WHAT: Kirk relies on Chris's talented hands. Y'know. To treat his cut.
WHEN: After taking off from the starbase.
WARNINGS: None as of yet.
It had been an accident. He had been looking into repairs, gotten caught in something, somehow, and the sheet metal that had jarred out had cut pretty deeply into his left hand. All the way over his knuckles, the deep cut bleeding bad as Kirk ordered the personnel to continue with repairs as he slowly made his way over to the medbay. It had been a while since he'd seen Bones anyway outside of work, having few reasons to have to come in -- he was almost glad for the excuse, if it weren't for leaking bio-hazardous material where his hand dripped with blood. He hissed as he covered it with his other hand, putting pressure to stop it from bleeding so much.
He walked in, almost expecting to find Bones sitting at his desk. When he saw Chapel there instead, he hesitated -- not wanting to make it look like the great Captain James Tiberius Kirk was taken down by a little slice from some sheet metal. Certainly not.
But it was dripping on the medbay floor, and if he didn't at least clean it and disinfect it he had a feeling it would come back to bite him on the ass. "A-aa," He cleared his throat. "Nurse Chapel?"
WHAT: Kirk relies on Chris's talented hands. Y'know. To treat his cut.
WHEN: After taking off from the starbase.
WARNINGS: None as of yet.
It had been an accident. He had been looking into repairs, gotten caught in something, somehow, and the sheet metal that had jarred out had cut pretty deeply into his left hand. All the way over his knuckles, the deep cut bleeding bad as Kirk ordered the personnel to continue with repairs as he slowly made his way over to the medbay. It had been a while since he'd seen Bones anyway outside of work, having few reasons to have to come in -- he was almost glad for the excuse, if it weren't for leaking bio-hazardous material where his hand dripped with blood. He hissed as he covered it with his other hand, putting pressure to stop it from bleeding so much.
He walked in, almost expecting to find Bones sitting at his desk. When he saw Chapel there instead, he hesitated -- not wanting to make it look like the great Captain James Tiberius Kirk was taken down by a little slice from some sheet metal. Certainly not.
But it was dripping on the medbay floor, and if he didn't at least clean it and disinfect it he had a feeling it would come back to bite him on the ass. "A-aa," He cleared his throat. "Nurse Chapel?"