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[leftwithmybones]

Now, McCoy's not an engineer. He spent a lot of years going to medical school to heal people and make a difference in the world, but it doesn't take a damn engineer to realize that the fritzing lines on his datapadd mean nothing good. His communicator went bust a long time ago, his tricorder has been working, and up until now, his datapadd had been

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[awomanscornd]

Madelyne holds her tongue for a moment before replying, feeling (in her opinion, pretty understandably) awkward around Dr. McCoy, no matter how unwilling she is to show it. She's sick and tired of letting a woman who should be dead dictate any aspect of her life.

"I think you just ask around and cross your fingers," she says with a small shrug.

[awomanscornd]

"Oh, I'm sure," Madelyne says, chuckling but not unkindly. "Your equipment clearly agrees. And I'm just a simple girl from Alaska."