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Dr Leonard "Bones" McCoy ([personal profile] homeostatic) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog 2022-02-05 05:51 am (UTC)

( Gulping air, Bones lists where he's kneeling, pressing his sweaty temple into Jim's shoulder with a low, angry moan of pain.

He has an impression of Drift rising through the air like some mythical creature, the sickening, wet crack of splintering bone, and there's suddenly more voices filling the air-- Finn a welcome presence at his side with hand over Jim's and at his back, and Megatron, calm and logical. Centering, asking questions and taking temporary charge in the panic. Through and through, low-velocity round. Basic shit. )


Okay. Okay, okay-- god dammit --it's back-

( There, lifting his head because he can't take his hands away, breathing harshly through his teeth as he nods back where he came from. The medkit is white against the sand and dark mess of crumpled wood, and for a second he wildly thinks to go for it himself, knowing what to do, what he needs. Leonard swings his gaze back around, catching Finn's briefly, but settling firmly on Jim's, his breath stuttering with a fresh throb of pain. )

Get. Get me inside, you have to- to stop the hemorrhaging--

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