Know the storm that's going on? Yeah, she was hit by some stray energy and got thrown into a bulkhead. Didn't see how she landed, but she may have a concussion...
*Shrugs.* Magic is fickle a lot of the time. And doesn't cooperate well with other kinds of magic in the area. *Sips gin.* For example, I could cast a Chaos spell meant for healing, but it another magic could distort it to make the wound worse.
*Walks through the chaos, making it to Ten Forward, and takes a bottle of gin from the Diplo. Stash. Walks back to the shuttlebay, drinking it in sips on the way there. Walks through the storm with nothing on his mind.* I suggest not controlling it but persuading it.
*Shivers as the anger runs out of him, the yellow tinge that had appeared in his eyes fading as well. Breathes deeply and lets it out slowly.* *Muttering.* I... need a drink... *Turns and walks toward Ten Forward.*
*Swings into view of the kiss from the door and stops dead in his tracks. 'I Write Sins Not Tragedies' starts going through his head until he shakes it.* Nope! Not possible! She's just.... trying to....
*TRIBBLE and Sari nod.* TRIBBLE: Okay, I guess we'll go then... *He hugs his mother and the Doc as well, then takes Sari by the hand and they head toward the TDO office.*
*TRIBBLE simply holds Sari.* TRIBBLE, muttering: I love you... Sari: I love you too... *He looks at the Doctor and Jade.* TRIBBLE: Thank you, thank you so much...
*TRIBBLE's mouth drops, as well as Sari's.* Sari: TRIBBLE? TRIBBLE: Sari? *They look at each other for a while, then Sari stands up and they run into each other's arms.* TRIBBLE: I thought you were dead! Sari: I thought I'd never see you again! *They hug and kiss several times, then just hold each other.*
*TRIBBLE nearly runs after him, anger clear on his face, but I stop him.* Not a good idea, buddy. TRIBBLE: He just knocked her over! Aren't you going to do anything!? Me: Not with a broken hand... *Is still holding it still.*