[ McCoy listens to the familiar sound of a kidnapping taking place -– really, he has been here long enough to recognize them –- but he doesn't say anything. He simply grits his jaw and closes the journal when it eventually falls silent on her end.
Good luck, kid. He'll be waiting for you when you get back. ]
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Date: 2010-11-12 09:44 pm (UTC)Good luck, kid. He'll be waiting for you when you get back. ]