[McCoy felt like he may have been in one of those highschool/rich soicety social dramas. He contemplated how to respond to the news of Sylar 'flaunting it' when Sulu looked and- well shit.] Nothing. [He said tactfully, reaching for the bottle. Where was his glass? Beside Sulu. Fuck.] Could you- [He gestured to it.]
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Date: 2009-12-07 08:14 am (UTC)