SIX | VOICE

[imaythrowuponyou]

[McCoy sounds slightly out of breath, and is trying to get this out of the way as fast as possible, because the crew members are eying those sharp things, and Bones doesn't want to be distracted when they start coming at him again. He's stunned two of them with his phaser by now. His accent is much more pronounced, and he's talking much faster than usual.]

Caesares was right, these things are trying to kick us out of the infirmary. If anyone can come help grab supplies before they - goddammit -

[There's a blast of phaser fire before the feed cuts.]

[Private to Jim]

You had better not be dead.

[Private to Sloth]

Where are you?

[Friends Filter - if you think you're on it, you are.]

Sound off,

[ooc: And feel free to spam in the infirmary as the horrible monsters decide to start kicking us all out.]

Comments

[Private]

[imaythrowuponyou]

We're fine. Spock and Sirius are helping too, Rhade's on his way.

[Private]

[with_discipline]

If you need more assistance, I can come.

[Private]

[imaythrowuponyou]

Sure. You're alright?

[Private]

[with_discipline]

I am. [Worried about Trip but like she'd even admit that to herself.] I'd simply prefer to be acting, now that things have finally come to a head.

[Private]

[imaythrowuponyou]

Come down if you want, I guess, we're kinda just grabbing what we can.

[Private]

[with_discipline]

Then more hands will help. I'll be there shortly.

[Private]

[imaythrowuponyou]

Thanks.