"Damn me!" Sulu didn't know how he managed to sound so offended at that outburst of McCoy's in the current situation, but there you have it. "This is hardly my f-"

Well, it was his fault but that's beside the point, because now the two roots were practically trying to rip him in two. Sulu swore and fired off two more times, managing to injure the root grabbing at his ankle enough that it let go - of course, that left him dangling by his arm over the gaping maw under the soil. "Great," he muttered, trying to bend his knee to get to the collapsible sword tucked in his boot before the thing... saw him, or whatever it was doing. When he saw McCoy getting a root to the throat, though, he forgot about the sword and fired at the base of the offending root, trying to at least get it to let go for one stupid second.