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> wash away my sanity [ chapel | open ]

Aug 13, 2009 13:20

[ she'd stepped out of sickbay for a moment, just a moment, but when she stepped back into that white room, it wasn't biobeds she saw or monitors or any sign of doctor mccoy. no, there wasn't any sign of those white walls that were too white even for a hospital; those white walls that were everywhere on this ship that gave it a feeling she could ( Read more... )

rumi: christine chapel (2258.50), !open, holmes: linette smith (2257), watson: leonard mccoy (2258.50), [location] observation deck

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hippocraticly August 13 2009, 18:35:16 UTC

[He was here. Again. On the Goddamn Observation Deck, of all places he could chose to be, it had to be the haunting spot of that green-blooded hobgoblin.

McCoy stared blankly as he hovered on the Deck aimlessly. The logical choice for him would be to return to Sickbay and continue his duties, but the Commander had dismissed him and for good reason too: his headache continued to ricochet mercilessly against his skull and he stood looking at the stars at loss of what to do. He could not tell for the life of him why he had replicated a bag of grapes, but his thumb kept brushing over them as he stared out at the stars.

Tricks learned from an old friend. A familiar endearment rested on his tongue. Home...

Although his ears picked up at the sound of something, McCoy disregarded that feminine whisper from somewhere behind him for the countless others that had haunted him since Deck 87 and the rustling of sand in the wind.]

cortisone August 13 2009, 18:59:17 UTC

[ standing here, doing nothing was doing her no good and being without a comm meant that staying in one spot was a little useless. christine was just a nurse, she'd only just completed her pre-med study at the academy and was doing a field study on board the enterprise instead of pursuing further study at starfleet medical back on earth. she felt she could get a better hands on feel for real medicine on a ship instead of shadowing great, planet-bound doctors and hardly lifting a finger medicine-wise due to being too busy getting coffee and running errands at starfleet medical. she didn't understand the point in kidnapping a fresh-out-of-the-academy nurse to use as a bargaining chip. if anyone was expendable on that ship, it was a nurse. there were always more nurses ( ... )

hippocraticly August 13 2009, 19:03:59 UTC

[There. There was that voice again, McCoy managed to note lethargically, but he still did not turn to acknowledge it and continued his silent vigil as he watched the stars. What was so special about this gentle tenor that his imagination deemed it worthy to replicate over and over again?]

cortisone August 13 2009, 19:06:57 UTC

[ something was wrong. christine stepped up next to him and placed a hand on his arm, eying the grapes -- grapes? -- before focusing on her superior officer's face. ]

Doctor? Are you alright?

[ such an odd question to be asking of someone who knew more about medicine than she could ever hope to. ]

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in_the_file August 13 2009, 21:00:27 UTC

McCoy?

[ smith had run out of sickbay as soon as he left. the fight with the commander was probably one of the most unsettling things she'd seen on the station. something was wrong with him. the commander knew it. and dammit, she was going to know it too. she stared up at the upper level of the observation deck where he might be and saw a flick of blond hair.

emony? no, it was too white to be emony. ]

cortisone August 14 2009, 03:08:49 UTC

[ mccoy? christine turned her attention to the railing and leaned over, squinting down at the figure of someone who struck her as familiar, yet she couldn't quite put a name to the face. the person didn't seem to be hostile. looking around her for some sort of way down, she spots a winding staircase and makes her way to it, descending the steps and calling out to the individual. ]

Hey, wait!

in_the_file August 14 2009, 03:40:46 UTC

[ she stopped and looked up at the person calling her. no spots. it certainly wasn't emony... and that voice sounded very familiar as well. ]

cortisone August 14 2009, 03:44:19 UTC

[ christine took a moment to tug on the edge of her uniform, hating the dress at times like these when it would ride up while descending stairs, and went to approach the woman. as she got closer, she realized that she was correct in recognizing her and was able to put a name to her face. she didn't know her personally, but was acquainted with her due to having taken some courses with her back at the academy. what was she doing here, though? she hadn't graduated yet. ...unless there were people here that weren't just from the enterprise. ]

Cadet Smith?

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