"Damnit Sulu!" McCoy shouted back, shooting at the biggest mass of roots approaching. It singed and burned the bark but only seemed to deter the damned thing for a second before it recovered and sent a new root hurtling towards him. One sent him flying back, scrambling to grab the phaser that had fallen to the ground as a root curled around his ankle.

"Son of a-" He reached for his communicator as he noticed Sulu's little dilemma and the- great, great, fan-fucking-tastic, it had teeth. "McCoy to Kirk, McCoy to- Hell, someone get over here now!" He shouted as a vine went around his throat, cutting off his attempts at speaking and attempts at shooting Sulu down in one swoop.