Jim hates waiting. Hated it. So here he was. Waiting.
Spock had told him to sit tight and wait for him to get there, acting like his captain couldn't handle himself in weird situations. He had outrun a bizarre red alien monster that tried to eat him! In snow and ice! Like trying to manage a few freaky dead things in a more familiar setting would be any harder. Wait...
That one didn't look like the others.
Jim crouched down behind some fallen bits and held his phaser close, having it set on stun, lest he shoot someone important that were to sneak up on him. "What the fuck is that thing and why did I leave my tricorder in the apartment? Of all the times to need it. Damn it!"
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Spock had told him to sit tight and wait for him to get there, acting like his captain couldn't handle himself in weird situations. He had outrun a bizarre red alien monster that tried to eat him! In snow and ice! Like trying to manage a few freaky dead things in a more familiar setting would be any harder. Wait...
That one didn't look like the others.
Jim crouched down behind some fallen bits and held his phaser close, having it set on stun, lest he shoot someone important that were to sneak up on him. "What the fuck is that thing and why did I leave my tricorder in the apartment? Of all the times to need it. Damn it!"