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[thanksrainman]

The room is near the stairs, and in a bit of a cluttered state, but that's to be expected when it's been inhabited by a bachelor for the last two years.

Even as the door is opened, Gus still doesn't seem to really care about what's going on. He'd rather try to figure out where his tricorder's gone off to.

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[wheatencrown]

Demeter sighs and pushes him in, closing the door quite firmly behind her,

"Now you're to get ready for bed."

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"Am I?" he asks. "Who's coverin' for meh, then?"

[wheatencrown]

"Your relief."

Then she starts pulling his shirt off.

[thanksrainman]

"Woah, lady!" he shouts, pulling away. "I dunno what sort o' man yeh take me for!"

[wheatencrown]

"A sick one who is going to bed."

She still hasn't let go of his shirt.

[thanksrainman]

"Why's everyone keep sayin' that?" he asks, trying to pull out of her grip. "Lookit me! Picture o' health, this."

[wheatencrown]

"You have a fever."

Demeter is a goddess and she's not letting go.

[thanksrainman]

"I was down i' th' engine room, tryin' ta keep everythin' goin' so we could outrun those dozen Klingon warbirds," he says. "Course it's hot down there!"

It's a small wonder how he's still on his feet, really. The man's just this side of burning up completely.

[wheatencrown]

"You also have a fever and that was the Bar not the engine room."

She's just going to keep tugging his shirt upwards.

[thanksrainman]

With the shirt finally wrestled off of him, he's suddenly distracted by the four stars tattooed on his left arm.

"Eh, what's this?" he asks, confused to see the marks.

He apparently hasn't noticed all the nonsense on both his shoulders yet.

[wheatencrown]

"A tattoo and no, I don't know what it means. Off with your shoes and into bed."

[thanksrainman]

"Well, how'd i' get there? I dunnae remember ever havin' one done."

[wheatencrown]

"I'm sure you'll remember after your fever passes."

She pushes him towards the bed and reaches for his shoes.

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"Hey!" he shouts, forgetting about his stars.

He begins kicking slightly. "No, they're mine! Yeh cannae have them!"

[wheatencrown]

Demeter simply tightens her grip and starts untying the laces,

"I'm only taking them off, you silly man and they'll be right by your bed."

[thanksrainman]

"No, they're mine!"

[wheatencrown]

"Yes, I know they are. That's why they're on your feet."

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"Then why yeh tryin' t' take them, you crazy old bat?"

Once the first shoe comes off, though, he stops struggling almost at once. No sense in going around with only one shoe, after all.

[wheatencrown]

"You need to sleep and I'm going to put you to bed whether you like it or not."

At least he's not struggling so she can get the other shoe off and push him back on the bed.

[thanksrainman]

"Well, I don't like i'," he says, sitting back up and crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'm a lieutenant commander on this vessel, and I've a job t' do!"

[wheatencrown]

"No, you're a man with a horrible fever and if you try to do anything while this sick then things will get worse."

She pushes him back down and starts trying to get him under the covers.

[thanksrainman]

He begins to struggle again. "Listen, lady!" he says, squirming away. "I'm a professional. If the cap'n though' I was gettin' up t' somethin' on duty, that'd be the end o' me!"

[wheatencrown]

"You're not getting up to anything. You're going to rest so you're in better health."

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"Yeh, I'm sure tha's wha' they all say! I'm 'fraid I'm gonna hafta check your authorisation to be aboard this ship!"

[wheatencrown]

"Can you do it without leaving your bed?"

[thanksrainman]

"No."

And with that, he tries to get back to his feet.

[wheatencrown]

She has one hand still on his chest and pushes him down,

"You'll have to figure out how to."

[thanksrainman]

"Well, I can't very well call security without m' tricorder," he says simply. "What'd yeh do with it?"

[wheatencrown]

"I haven't seen it."

At least he's not struggling.

[thanksrainman]

"Oh, yeh. Sure! An' next you'll be tellin' me tha' this is all cap'n's orders?"

[wheatencrown]

"No, its not, its my orders."

[thanksrainman]

"And who're you, then? My orders come from the cap'n!"

[wheatencrown]

"Demeter and go to sleep!"

She puts her hand on his forehead and sends a bit of her power to make him sleep for a time.

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"I'm no--"

Before he can finish his argument, he's unconscious.

[wheatencrown]

Demeter sighs and tucks him into bed before turning off the light and closing the door behind her. He is a very troublesome man whoever he is.