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Lady Mary Crawley ([info]ladycontrary) wrote in [info]toboldlyrpg,
@ 2018-01-15 21:43:00

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Entry tags:! enterprise, ^ log, howard stark | mcu, mary crawley | downton abbey

WHO: Mary Crawley & Howard Stark
WHEN: 226501.15
WHERE: Her room
SUMMARY: Mary is frustrated about her headaches and ends up punching Howard in the shoulder. Then she cries about it.
WARNINGS: Extremely mild violence


Mary's headaches had only seemed to abate slightly after three days. At least she hadn't felt faint again after day 1 when she had passed out in the observation deck. That had been both humiliating and terrifying. Both the doctors in the med bay and Admiral Pike had told Mary to take it easy, but she was getting tired of lounging around her room in her nightgown. It was making her cranky, more irritable than she usually was.

Howard had been a good nurse to her, being very attentive whenever she needed him. She tried not to bother him too much so that he could continue his work in the common room. Oftentimes he was designing something or reading on the PADD, but sometimes he would put things together. Non-lethal things, of course, but all of his tinkering was starting to make the shared space between Mary and Lara look like a junkyard.

He was assembling something when Mary came out, holding her head as it started to throb again. She moved to sit down at the kitchen table, only to find several feet of tubing and spark plugs in her spot.

"Howard," she said, as kindly as she could for a person with a blinding headache, "can you please move this stuff somewhere else?"



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