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trans_92012-02-05 06:47 pm
theboywhowaits) wrote in trans_92012-02-05 06:47 pm
Working Through The Night [Open]
Who: Rory and Molly, Everyone
Where: Med Bay
Summary: Rory takes his daughter to work with him, works on supply lists.
Warnings: None
He had been trying to spend as much time with his daughter as he could, fearing another interruption that would make him miss things or give her time enough to forget him.
For the moment, he was doing an amount of boring bust work that any sane man would have balked at. Surprisingly, the recent events had left much undone.
It had also left an emptier infirmary in its wake.
Molly burbled, half of her hand pushed into her tiny face, bouncing in her chair. She had gotten bigger, and it had only been a month- two?- hard to tell in pod sleep, he had slept and Molly had grown and things had happened.
It would take time to sort it all out again, time to fix things.
He hoped he could fix things. "I doubt that foot tastes very good, little miss Molly, are you sure that's your meal of choice?"
His daughter laughed, reaching for him, and he let her steel his off hand, making faces at the baby and letting himself be distracted from his task.
He needed this too.
Where: Med Bay
Summary: Rory takes his daughter to work with him, works on supply lists.
Warnings: None
He had been trying to spend as much time with his daughter as he could, fearing another interruption that would make him miss things or give her time enough to forget him.
For the moment, he was doing an amount of boring bust work that any sane man would have balked at. Surprisingly, the recent events had left much undone.
It had also left an emptier infirmary in its wake.
Molly burbled, half of her hand pushed into her tiny face, bouncing in her chair. She had gotten bigger, and it had only been a month- two?- hard to tell in pod sleep, he had slept and Molly had grown and things had happened.
It would take time to sort it all out again, time to fix things.
He hoped he could fix things. "I doubt that foot tastes very good, little miss Molly, are you sure that's your meal of choice?"
His daughter laughed, reaching for him, and he let her steel his off hand, making faces at the baby and letting himself be distracted from his task.
He needed this too.
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"I have already seen enough of my friends in need of a doctor to have any foolish plans about getting in your way." Goliath inspected the equipment as he followed Rory. "But I appreciate the tour all the same."
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e sometimes we don't know what a button does, without explanation there is little reason to trust us."
He smiled, shrugging. "As you can see, it's a slow day. Gives me something to do to pass the shift, though now that I've said that something will happen somewhere."