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landing party ( for thecanarylives )

[ He comes to with his head pounding, his vision blurred, and a persistent ringing in his ears. It takes him a while-- a good while, maybe seconds or maybe minutes, to even regain his vision properly, and to take in his surroundings. He's in a shuttle, which is completely wrecked, panels broken and burnt, wires hanging from everywhere, sparks going off and small fires here or there. They're also tilted forward slightly, so he can feel his weight pushing against the belts keeping him strapped to his chair. He looks beyond the window and he sees a lush forest just outside, trees and blue skies as far as the eye can see. It'd be pretty if not for the fact that they've clearly crashed on the planet they were supposed to land on.

Shit. Holy shit, they crashed. How the fuck did they crash? Leonard just wanted to gather some samples from the surface, it didn't even warrant a landing party bigger than two people, how the fuck did they end up like this?

That thought gets his brain into gear. Because he's not alone. He looks over to find Sara passed out, though at least thankfully still strapped to her seat. He lets out a shuddered breath, trying not to panic as he struggles to undo his own safety belt. ]

Sara!! Come on, you piece of shi-- [ His panicked grousing is cut off as his belt comes undone, and he just barely manages to brace himself against the controls rather than slam right into them. Head still spinning, he nevertheless forces himself to stumble towards her, looking her over briefly for possible injuries before he cups her face, trying to wake her up. ] Sara. Hey, can you hear me? Come on, open your eyes...

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[ Leonard climbs up and takes a moment to steady his balance, keeping himself very still for fear that the whole damn thing is just gonna topple over without warning. She seems to have the whole comm device thing under control, so he takes a few sips of water while he waits for a verdict. ]

Anything?

[ He manages to sound both hopeful and not at all, somehow. ]

[ She glances over to make sure he's settled, then returns her attention to the communicator. Fiddling with it for a moment, she furrows her brow and taps at it a few times. ]

Still dead. But...

[ She rummages through her bag again, pulling out a small devices that she unfolds into a small satellite dish. Activating it, she waits a moment before returning to her communicator again. ]

Shit. [ She wrinkles her nose, setting the comm device down next to the dish and leaning back against the stone. ]

We'll leave it on for a bit. See if maybe we can pick something up. You hungry?

[ Leonard cranes his neck a bit to get a look at what she's doing. He doesn't think the satellite dish will work, still there's just a spark of hope that he clings to for a few seconds... then he breathes out a quiet, defeated sigh when nothing happens.

He looks at Sara, shaking his head. ] Thanks, but I'm good. How are your injuries doing? Anything you need me to check?

[ The satellite, like most of the technology they've brought with them on this trip, remains undisturbed by any signal - or lack thereof - around them. She curses under her breath at both devices, leaning her head back against the stone and closing her eyes a moment. ]

I'm fine. And if you try scanning me with that thing one more time, I swear to...

[ Her eyes blink open, realization hitting her as she sits upright. ]

Your scanner. It's like the only tech that's worked this whole trip. [ She gestures to his bag. ] Does it send signals? Any data that might be backed up to the ship, maybe?

[ Leonard's about to open his mouth to shoot back that there's nothing wrong with just wanting to be sure she's doing alright, after all she did take the brunt of the damage when they crashed and he doesn't need her slipping into a coma the next time she falls asleep, thanks. Her sudden shift in topic, however, successfully gets his attention. ]

Supposedly no, it only works on much shorter distances, to send information to a PADD or some other sort of computer. But if you want to fiddle with it and see if there's anything you can do, have at it.

[ He hands her the tricorder, holding on for just a moment. ]

Just try not to ruin it completely. It might yet come in handy while we're stuck down here, and I don't have a spare one.

[ It's sweet that he cares and he's a damn good doctor, whatever, whatever. But the gears are already turning in her mind, puzzling together the tools they already have and how she might, somehow, be able to McGyver them together into something, anything that'll reach the Enterprise.

Pausing when he doesn't let go of the tricorder, she narrows her eyes at him, flashing him a smile. ]

Don't you trust me by now, Doc?

[ She winks, taking the device from him and fiddling with it a moment. Frowning, she digs into her bag for a few spare wires to connect it to the small satellite dish and the communicator, brow furrowed as she works. ]

Might wanna get comfortable. Even if I can manage to get this to work, it could be a while until anyone even notices we're sending a signal.

[ For a moment, her gaze flits up to find the position of the sun, low in the clouds and heading towards the horizon. ]

It's gonna get cold up here pretty soon.

[ He doesn't doubt her skills, really, but he also doesn't underestimate their current predicament. He doesn't think getting in touch with the ship will be that easy. Then again, maybe they don't need to actually be able to communicate with them; just a faint beacon to let them know they're alive and more or less where they are should already help plenty. ]

Just don't want you to wreck it completely, is all.

[ It's not that he can't do his job without it, but it's an incredibly useful tool, especially when they're stuck in a place like this. He nods and reaches for his backpack, pulling out the blankets again once she mentions how cold it'll get. ]

I've got a couple spare sweaters. Just let me know when you start getting too cold.

[ She's not entirely convinced it'll work, either, but one strategy is better than zero. She's grasping at straws here, but if there's a chance it works, then it's well worth the roll of the dice. Once the devices are all haphazardly connected, she attempts to send a file out from the tricorder to the Enterprise's main frame. The signal flickers a moment, attempting to connect, cycling through its process a moment before flashing red. ]

Shit.

[ She sighs, flipping the satellite dish on to scan for signal and hooking the tricorder up to a power source before sitting back. ]

Guess it'd be too easy if it worked on the first try, right? [ She leans back on the rock next to him, pulling her knees up to her chest and watching the display cycle. Resting her arms on her knees, she glances over to where the sun is setting, the clouds low on the horizon casting a bright orange haze along the valley of trees below them. ]

Well. At least neither of us is totally concussed tonight. That's a win, right?

[ Even if he wasn't quite holding his breath on that one, he still leans forward, peering into the device, a hint of hope he doesn't try to push down. He deflates a little when the message doesn't go through, but he's not too terribly surprised or disappointed by it.

He sits back again, waiting until she's sitting down to throw the other end of the blanket over her. They'll have to huddle a little for warmth, but he'll do his very best not to make things awkward for her. ]

I'd say. Good to know I won't have to carry all this crap and you on our way back down.

[ She shifts a little closer when he tosses her part of the blanket, settling in so they're shoulder to shoulder and the fabric can fit over them both. She doesn't mind the proximity, especially when the temperature is already dropping as the sun starts to disappear behind the horizon. ]

I'm not that heavy. [ She flashes him a grin, eyes flicking over to the device's display again before she rests her head back against the stone behind them. ]

Besides, I took your tricorder apart. Can't scan me for brain bleeds every five seconds anymore, Doc.

[ Given their current circumstances, any sense of awkwardness will have to be set aside for the sake of comfort, safety and conserving their body heat. He tucks the fabric closer, making sure they're both settled comfortably and as covered as they possibly can be. ]

I'm not that strong.

[ He shoots back to her with a raised eyebrow, smiling crookedly at her, his eyes going back to the contraption she's put together. ]

Somehow I'm startin' to get the feeling that's the only reason why you took it apart.

[ They're both fully functional adults, mostly. They can get through life threatening disaster without being totally awkward about it.

She pulls her knees up to her chest, blanket tucked around her shoulders as she watches the devices sit idle in front of them. Smirking at his words, she glances over at him to return his smile. ]

You're stronger than you give yourself credit for. [ Her gaze lingers a moment before she shifts her attention out to the horizon, a chuckle on her lips before she shakes her head. ]

Alright, maybe it was a little of both. But it'll be worth it if anyone up there picks up the signal.

[ He sort of wants to point out that going down this steep mountain on his own is already going to be hard enough, let alone carrying her and all their things, but he kind of picks up on a hint of teasing there and he lets the matter drop, lest the conversation will delve into awkward territory. He smiles faintly, leaning his head back against the rock too, trying to get some rest even if he doesn't plan on falling asleep. ]

How long do you think we should stay up here?

[ She keeps her gaze trained on the devices, as if willing them to confirm something - anything - helpful. Chewing on the inside of her lip, she shrugs her good shoulder in response to his question. ]

Until it works. Promised you you'd see the Captain by tomorrow, didn't I?

Great. We're gonna freeze halfway through the night up here.

[ It's a very real possibility! But well, at least it's still somewhat early, so they should be fine. For now. He might have to insist that they go back down and find some shelter later if it gets to be too cold. ]

Appreciate the vote of confidence, Doc.

[ She chuckles softly, leaning her head back against the wall again and watching quietly as the sun starts to hover over the horizon. ]

You always been this much of a pessimist?

[ He just grunts at that, eyes fixed on the horizon, eyes closing a bit. Her question doesn't even give him pause, he's quick and dry as he answers promptly. ]

Yes. Don't tell me this is a surprise to you.

[ In which case, damn. He must've fooled her well. ]

[ She smirks, a huff a laugh escaping her at his response. ]

Not much of a surprise, no. But little Leonard McCoy grumbling around the playground was probably pretty cute.

[ She lets her eyes sink closed, forearms resting on her knees, blanket draped lightly over her arms. She can already feel the warmth of the sun start to dissipate, feel the shadows growing longer and cooler across her skin. ]

Shut up, [ He mumbles with a quiet chuckle, eyes set on the horizon, watching the sunset. Well, at least it's one hell of a sight.

Starting to feel the chill, he looks over at Sara after a while. ]

Feelin' cold yet?

[ She laughs at his retort, opening her eyes to glance at the tangle of machinery again. Glancing over at him, she shrugs a shoulder. ]

I'm fine. Been through worse, remember? [ She shifts the blanket so it hitches up around his shoulders a little more, though. ] If we're in danger of hypothermia, I'm sure you'll let us know.

Just because you've been through worse doesn't make this any less unpleasant.

[ But he supposes she's right, in the sense that for now at least it's not too unbearably cold yet. He hasn't even felt it affect him yet, and she tends to be more resistant than he is. He'll just have to keep an eye on her and himself too. ]

Right. And you let me know if you start feeling cold or numb anywhere.

Who said I found this unpleasant?

[ She quirks a small smile, nudging her elbow against his. Still, this high up and with the sun gone, the temperature does drop quickly enough. She can feel it start to nip at the tip of her nose, the darkness slowly starting to spread across the valley below them.

She glances over at him again, cocking a brow. ]

You're feeling pretty naked without your tricorder, huh?

[ He shoots an eyebrow up, glancing at her. Stranded on some planet with no means of communication while sporting the injuries he has? He certainly would call that unpleasant. Doesn't matter how much she might enjoy his company, he doesn't think it's enough to quite make that better. ]

Guess it's better than being actually naked in this cold, [ He grumbles, frowning as he stares at what used to be parts of his tricorder. Damn, yeah, he doesn't like not having it at his disposal, even if there's nothing he could do with it right now. ]

[ She can't help herself. It's all worth that skeptical twist in his features - that grumpy brow of disbelief arched high on his forehead. She bubbles out a laugh, smile spreading on her lips as she casts her gaze back over the dimming horizon. ]

Sure about that? [ she teases, still smirking. After a moment, though, a soft flicker of light teases from the end of his tricorder, and she sits up, furrowing a brow. ]

Tell me you saw that.

[ Leonard has to snort at that, and he's about to tell her that there's no amount of activity that could warm them up in this cold if they were naked, when that flicker of light comes up. He sits more upright, eyes fixed on the tricorder. ]

I saw it, alright. Think it's working?

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HI sorry for the delay, I'm back now <3

annnd so am I haha hello :D

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