[ The phaser's hum heightens as he flips the safety, the immediate fright of that something touching him more of a disgusted shock than real fear. No, the only thing that terrifies him is the idea of leaving Spock down here at the mercy of such things; Jim has no self-preserving terror for himself, whether Pitch likes his tone or not.
The dim glow of the bulb is enough to have him lower the torch slightly as he squints through the illuminated shadows, flicking the light toward the feet of the figure he believes is Pitch. ]
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The dim glow of the bulb is enough to have him lower the torch slightly as he squints through the illuminated shadows, flicking the light toward the feet of the figure he believes is Pitch. ]
What exactly have you got down here?