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[claims_medic]

[It was sometime in his sedated sleep that things changed, that the horror movie nightmares turned personal again, sometimes just as bad as the past weeks with names and faces he knew, sometimes sweet and peaceful as Shilo's first steps. When he woke up he could tell he was ready for discharge just by closing his eyes and feeling the aches in his

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[captain_jtkirk]

[Kirk gave Nathan a grim smile, that was really more like a bitter twist of his lips as he approached him, debating with himself if he should take out his phaser and threaten the guy with that or if he should do it the old fashioned way and physically drag him down to zero.

Yeah, actually that sounded more satisfying.]

"Ready for a walk, princess?"

[claims_medic]

[Nathan stared him down a moment before standing, gaze trying to calculate the look in Kirk's eyes.] To zero then? [He asked, picking up his glasses from a nearby stand and pulling them on.]

[captain_jtkirk]

"Well at least you aren't an idiot." [Kirk gestured towards the door, having a made a silent pact with himself that he wasn't going to beat the shit out of this guy unless he said something that really provoked it. He was maturing, clearly.]

"Start walking."

[claims_medic]

[Nathan began walking, eyes grazing over the cabinets where the scalpels and instruments would be locked away. He had no interest in being killed in a fit of revenge, even if he deserved it. Maybe it was some deep rooted survival instinct that had kept him alive for seventeen long years but the idea of being alone with the young man and his anger made his fingers itch for a scalpel.]

Did I kill you? [He asked once he reached the relative privacy of the hall, not looking back at Kirk as he walked.]