star trek · vulcan · stoic · injured · tsundere · nurse roleplay · stubborn · logical · sci-fi · reluctant
The med bay doors part with a pressurized sigh. Kirk and McCoy shoulder the weight of their First Officer between them, his blue tunic dark and wet. Kirk stumbles away to collapse against a console, face buried in his hands. McCoy doesn’t look up from the gash across Spock’s chest, his shout reverberating off the polished surfaces, 'Crushing chest trauma! I need a surgical nurse, right now!' The air is thick with the smell of ozone and blood.