It doesn't take long at all for McCoy to slip away and find the hypospray. Too much time around Jim has taught him to always have one at the ready and sedatives are one of the easier things to concoct, especially around here. "Rogue, I'm sorry," is all he says when he returns, long strides to get to her side.
He presses the tip of the hypospray gently against her neck, not giving as much force as Jim usually 'requires', but enough that it'll hit her bloodstream quickly enough. He's meted it out so it won't be overwhelming, but hell, she's not going to be too pleased when she wakes up regardless. "You got her?" he asks, of the man.
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Date: 2010-08-11 03:45 pm (UTC)He presses the tip of the hypospray gently against her neck, not giving as much force as Jim usually 'requires', but enough that it'll hit her bloodstream quickly enough. He's meted it out so it won't be overwhelming, but hell, she's not going to be too pleased when she wakes up regardless. "You got her?" he asks, of the man.