"Ahh, well see, I'm your Doctor and friend, not some damn slave so I'm allowed." The machine beeps and McCoy sets it aside. "All right, you're fine, you big baby. And stop beating up the damn walls. They ain't done a damn thing to ya. And if yer really gettin' rid of the boy the bring him down here so I can at least give him a set of vaccinations before you shove him off onto someone else."
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In their quarters, Chris had set to work cleaning up after the fight, making sure there was no blood on the floor or the wall that Jim had torn apart. That done, he went through the food generator and set it for dinner (fried chicken, potatoes and green beans with biscuits) before moving into the bedroom to start pulling his clothes from the closet and stuffing them into the duffel bag he'd had with him when James had found him nine months ago.
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Date: 2010-06-12 12:46 am (UTC)--
In their quarters, Chris had set to work cleaning up after the fight, making sure there was no blood on the floor or the wall that Jim had torn apart. That done, he went through the food generator and set it for dinner (fried chicken, potatoes and green beans with biscuits) before moving into the bedroom to start pulling his clothes from the closet and stuffing them into the duffel bag he'd had with him when James had found him nine months ago.