( He's happy to see the woman, if only because it seems to unsettle the group of pirates enough that they scatter, like a bunch of mischievous children hoping to evade an older sister's wrath. Or, and this rankles, like they're trying to escape the bad luck her presence surely brings.
Superstitious bastards.
For his part, McCoy lifts a brow at her, and her gold tunic, though he can't see the fleet delta and rank stripes for the shadows thrown across her chest. His reply is a bit cavalier: )
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Superstitious bastards.
For his part, McCoy lifts a brow at her, and her gold tunic, though he can't see the fleet delta and rank stripes for the shadows thrown across her chest. His reply is a bit cavalier: )
I've read better.