"Wouldn't have been in the brig if I'd succeeded," Kirk said recklessly. Talking was getting easier, or maybe it was the pain it was getting easier to ignore. Wasn't like his body had entirely forgotten how to produce adrenaline, though it seemed to be taking its sweet time remembering most everything else. Better to ignore it. Wasn't his body. His was being kept for him. McCoy had never looked at him that way before. "So what do I have to thank for having a current predicament at all?"
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Date: 2010-01-20 07:17 pm (UTC)