when I look at the stars I feel like myself

McCoy tried to stand, falling as the now frenzied roots began to whip and lash at him rather than just try to, you know choke him to death. He shot again and again at the mouth, three times before a root finally hit his arm, knocking the phaser straight out of his hand. He backed up as the roots began surrounding him in an almost mocking slowness, looking up to Sulu.

"Have any better last words?" He croaked.