Day 49: Noon - The Bookworm
It was starting to rain by the time Jim finished giving out his orders for the coming night, as well as the go-ahead to split up and investigate. McCoy gave Jim a nod before he headed off. The air was even colder now, water splattering onto face and shoulders.
The doctor hunched his shoulders and hugged the brown jacket closer to him. Any longer and he'd be soaked to the bone. It'd be a perfect breeding ground for a nasty cold. He wasn't about to get one if he could help it. Being sick during an away mission wasn't at all acceptable for a medical officer, and he wasn't about to lay himself out in his room if he could help it. They had plenty to investigate and, seeing how this place operated at night, plenty of people who might need help.
McCoy ducked inside the nearest building, warmth washing against his chilled face and body.
The doctor hunched his shoulders and hugged the brown jacket closer to him. Any longer and he'd be soaked to the bone. It'd be a perfect breeding ground for a nasty cold. He wasn't about to get one if he could help it. Being sick during an away mission wasn't at all acceptable for a medical officer, and he wasn't about to lay himself out in his room if he could help it. They had plenty to investigate and, seeing how this place operated at night, plenty of people who might need help.
McCoy ducked inside the nearest building, warmth washing against his chilled face and body.