"Magic Tricks"

[Mark Garrison 0]

"Magic Tricks"

 

Laural, giggled as she walked away from Mark. She looked around at the others in the pit and found herself giggling as she watched their antics.

 

Mark watched her leave with a raised brow. She sure was bubbly for a Vulcan. Maybe they had been drugged. He licked his lips, suddenly thirsty.

 

She forced herself to sit down and tried to control herself. Forming a tent with her hands she began to work on her meditation and then started looking through her fingers "heh Look I have you in my hands". Looking first at Doug, and then at Mark.

 

He laughed and waved until Doug ran by flapping his arms. Mark cheered on his escape from his Cardassian captors, as a shirtless Beckman tried to wrangle him down.

 

Laural started to laugh watching Louis trying to take Doug down. She was trying not to laugh, but was not having much luck.

 

He smirked at her, finding the Vulcan unable to control herself all to amusing. "This isn't so bad you know."

 

What .. you like having an extra appendage? She couldn't help but chuckle at that thought. Even more amusing was the fact that every time he spoke the knife wiggled.

 

"Well, I meant being drugged..." His eyes rested on the knife, hypnotized by the wiggling himself. "Now that you mention it, I don't even feel this."

 

She giggled again and then got up and walked over to Mark. "look it's dancing, Mark, you're a belly dancer now." She dropped to her knees, laughing.

 

He began laughing himself while humming a little tune, shaking his stomach causing the knife to sway around. "I'm not sure I can fit into one of those outfits!" His laughing intensified as the knife continued to dance.

 

She kept trying to stop herself from laughing, but that only made her laugh more. "So you don't feel a thing??" She said when she could finally speak.

 

"Nope, not a thing." The knife stopped and he lost his interest, looking back over at her.

 

Laural reached out her hand and touched the knife, "Perhaps we should see if it will dance without you?"

 

"Eh why not." He removed the dressing around the wound, it appeared to be nearly healed around the knife. "Besides, it wouldn't be good to leave it in there, right?"

 

She giggled again, And took hold of the Hilt and wiggled it a bit, Giggling as she did, "I can make it dance some more, See?"

 

"Think your strong enough to pull it out?" He chuckled.

 

Laural squared her shoulders, "I am Vulcan." She said and immediately started to giggle. " Of course I can do it" She moved into a better position to tug on the knife, nearly straddling Mark . "I am Vulcan, I Have the Power"

 

"You're killing me." He couldn't stop laughing. "Don't make me laugh, I'm supposed to be still for this, I think."

 

"Oh Yeah, " She giggled as she sot of stood on his chest with on foot, "And now, I will make this knife.. disappear!"" She laughed as she pulled and fell backwards off of Mark

 

"Oof!" He grunted as she pulled the knife out, but began laughing hysterically as she fell over. "You're the best doctor ever!"

 

She held the knife up in triumph, "Vulcan are the best at a lot of things..if only I could remember what" With that she started laughing hysterically as she sat up next to Mark

 

"Obviously not remembering." He chuckled as he played with the open wound. His fingers felt warm, and sticky... He observed the red liquid curiously. "What's this?"

 

"If it was green... no wait you aren't Vulcan," She giggled slightly, "that's right...Your blood is red"

 

He blinked, and moved it away from his wound again. His hand was covered in blood now. "Uh oh."

[Mark Garrison 0]

One other note: This takes place right before the start of tonight's sim.