dear_mun | (no subject)

My writer wishes to compliment yours on the choice of username.

You are most kind.

But the fun's just begun, Spock.

In what way is this 'fun'?

I think we're all pretty aware it's never that simple with humans.

Indeed, they are a stubborn and illogical species. But for all that, it is possible to reason with them, if one can frame one's argument precisely.

It's hard for me to reason with them. Our societies have really different values. There isn't even a word for rape on my planet; after my mun explained what one of the memes was about, I almost refused to be her muse. What a barbaric species.

What are you, though? I'm half unicorn and half human.

I am Spock, of Vulcan. How would you prefer I address you?

That's odd. You smell human, sort of.

I'm Sunset Shimmer, of Equestria. Good to meet you.

Peace and long life, Sunset Shimmer of Equestria.

[She makes a bowing motion with her head, raising one foreleg off the ground and keeping it behind her.]

May harmony guide you, Spock of Vulcan.

Would you be amenable to an exchange of information about our mutual homeworlds?

Of course. As the personal student of Equestria's leader, Celestia, I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't get to know about your world and people.

What would you like to know, Spock? [As she says this, her horn glows and parchment and a pen appear in front of her.]

...Fascinating. By what means did you cause that page to appear in front of you?

In the old days, it was called hekka. Now, it's loosely understood as 'magic'. You see my horn? It lets me move things from a distance into being here, so long as the objects aren't huge or exceedingly heavy. I've been practicing since I was small. This is no effort for me, really.

I see. Is this ability considered to be physiological in nature, or are its origins supernatural?

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It's physiological. It's also genetic to be a unicorn, and have the most access to it. There are unicorns, pegasi and ponies, but in times of trouble I've seen a pony teleport and a pegasus fly through stone. When we're in danger, it activates in all but a very select few ponies.

I attended a school for magic where we worked to understand magic better. If you go to Equestria, you should stop there.

I would be honored to do so. I should also like to extend an invitation for yourself or any other representative of your people, to visit any number of the places of education and study on my world, where perhaps similar topics are being considered.

I will extend the invitation to the Princesses, then, and tell them that Vulcan may be a possible ally. We have been reaching out and attempting to make more alliances lately. I just wish I could explain hekka better to you, but while I have natural talent, I'm not a scientist. Sorry.

There is no reason to apologize. Are there any topics that you would feel more comfortable discussing? Or any questions you would prefer to ask me?

Well, I'd like to know what Vulcan is like. Equestria is mostly forests, though we do have some deserts. But ever since the pegasi learned to use magic to control the weather, things aren't as diverse as I've been told they were hundreds of years ago. What's it like to be on a natural planet?

Vulcan is a quite arid planet. The majority of the surface is desert, although there are places of vegetation. While we do not control the weather as you do, it would be inaccurate to call Vulcan a natural planet in this regard, as there are mechanical systems in place to prevent some of the more destructive meteorological events from occurring.

If the majority of the surface is desert, what do your people eat? Are you herbivores like my people?

Spock—

And here I thought you'd rather be out and about.

Fascinating. You are not the same James Kirk I was speaking to a moment ago.

There are a few of us running around, it seems.

Indeed. An infinity diversity of Jim Kirks. One even appeared to be female.

Bones is having a field day.

I must confess that I am, as well. The diversity of beings congregated here is truly remarkable.

So you're enjoying yourself.

That... would indeed appear to be the case.

Age really has mellowed you; wish the same could be said for Jim.

'Mellowed', Doctor?

Yeah, mellowed. ~~I was gonna say "aged like a fine wine" but that's pushing it.~~

You take to your duties more gracefully than Jim; he gets moody, you don't let your age get you down, or the fact you're not gallivanting off around the galaxy as much anymore.

To the best of my recollection, I never... gallivanted.

Charged right into trouble? Strayed into it? Stumbled on it?

Gallivanting suits you best, commander.

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As I recall, Doctor, more frequently it was a case of trouble charging right into us. My actions, at least, have always been rooted in logic -- age has not changed this.

I didn't want to remind you, but there was that time with the pollen...or that time you two decided to play at the whole gangster thing....

If you didn't secretly like gallivanting off with Jim, you might have started with reminding him that the captain's supposed to stay on the ship most of the time.

Citing regulations at the captain has never proven an effective method of deterring his more... creative command techniques. And given the choice between accompanying him, and remaining onboard to observe his actions from afar, where I was unable to provide frequently needed support, I logically preferred the former.

[McCoy gets a slightly soured look. Damn your logic for being so...so logical. Stop that]

Or he'll find some loophole, but over half the time I find you to be a partner in crime and taking just the same amount of risk.

[ Sorry, Doc, but that's what you get for calling him mellow. ]

The proportions of risk I and the captain accumulated were hardly equal, Doctor. And they were both several times over outweighed by the benefits my accompanying him produced. A conclusion you yourself have come to on more than one occasion, have you not?

[ He's calling you a gallivanter, Bones. Are you just going to sit there and take it? ]

Lord above, you aren't going to wave around risk percentage comparisons between the two of you at me! It's still too damned risky; with you two, a scratch can range between an actual scratch or nearly having your arm blown off. Hell, you'd probably step on a nail and call it an inconvenience!

[he's thrown his hands up in the air.]

And I come along as insurance, because dammit if someone's not gonna end up needing a doctor by the end of one of those missions.