On being woken up again and apped at vanad. Yay bandwagon ~

[emotionalgates]

I am afraid I fail to see the logic in your decision.

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[emotionalgates]

Evidently, that I am accustomed to both desert planets and excursions into deep space, I am an the ideal choice to be sent, while ask other factors are ignored in favor of making the decision the most appropriate.

[polyglot]

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like you have much of a choice, Commander. [ It's strange being formal, but hey. Why not? ]

[emotionalgates]

The situation is no less...disagreeable.

[polyglot]

Disagreeable because you will be alone or disagreeable because you don't wish to go in the first place?

[ To be fair, she's worried about you as well, Spock. And doing her best not to show it. ]

[emotionalgates]

[How can he day "both" without being emotional...]

Neither situation is optimal.

[polyglot]

[Oh, Spock. The corners of her lips twitched into a frown.]

You may be surprised by the company of friends. You won't know until you get there.

[emotionalgates]

Even so, I do not believe the circumstances of the place are conducive to the arrival of others. [Read as: it's not safe, no one else better show up.]

[polyglot]

Unfortunately, other people's muns may have the same idea as yours, regardless of how logical or conducive. [No say, no control, no point in arguing otherwise. Her gaze softens. ]

Sir. Permission to speak freely?

[emotionalgates]

Always.

[polyglot]

Will you be all right?

[emotionalgates]

That remains to be seen.

[polyglot]

You'll be alone. That can't be easy for anyone.

[emotionalgates]

I must, it seems, adapt.

[polyglot]

What if you can't? You're only...

[Human? Half-human?]

You can only be expected to withstand so much.

Sorry was driving home from work >.<

[emotionalgates]

It appears that I will be given little choice.

not at all c:

[polyglot]

Spock... [Whoops, any pretense of 'Commander' or 'sir' is gone.]

You can still be upset.

\o/

[emotionalgates]

I will manage. [Probably badly.]

[polyglot]

And if you can't?

[ Her temper is flaring now. ]

[emotionalgates]

I do not know.

[polyglot]

You're not invincible, Spock. You have to ask for help, sometimes.

[emotionalgates]

I am aware.

[polyglot]

Kirk won't be there. [ After a moment, a little more quietly. ] I won't be there.

[emotionalgates]

...I know.

[polyglot]

[Occasionally, his calm infuriated her. Frustrated her. Made her want to throw him bodily across a room and yell and scream and act like a child because it felt as though he didn't care, regardless of knowing otherwise.

This was one of those times.]

Do you know? Doesn't that scare you? Or are you going to act like you did in the volcano, martyring yourself for the sake of others?!

[She might have understood his reasoning and understood that he did care about her and about dying but .. if she wasn't there, if no one was there to save him, then what? ]

[emotionalgates]

You misinterpret my meaning.