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[hischair]

If it's that sad, don't read it. It's Spock, he'll get back to his own reality sooner or later, you know he will, and never mind him flitting around through dimensions; what about my Commander getting tossed about from one near-death experience to another? Little sympathy there wouldn't go amiss. We beat Pon Farr at its worst — [ oh, that sounds weird, but anyway ] — I know we can keep him on the straight and narrow in the future if you forward my time-line in the City. I'll get Chekov to help me build a transporter and we'll hot-wire it for Old Vulcan's logarithms from memory. I don't know, something.

Hey, and that "Bridge on the captain" stuff? No. Stop that. That is not happening to me, no way.

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[hischair]

[ Just ... shaking his head, holding up a hand. ]

You don't want to know, trust me.

[itfam]

[ whenever you start running off at the mouth, jim, he feels the need to ask even if it is against his better judgement. ]

You appear somewhat .. unsettled. I am obligated to inquire as to whether or not there may be something I can do to ease your mind.

[hischair]

They're only contingency plans, Spock. [ Clapping him on the shoulder. :( ] I'm going to make sure everything works out fine.

[itfam]

[ very .. slightly .. giving you the vulcan side-eye. ]

You personally are offering your assurances that your plans will meet success?

[hischair]

Yep, pretty much. Something to add to that, Commander?

[ He'll get Bones to hold his flower if you push it, Pointy. ]

[itfam]

[ excuse you.

you do not appear to have a flower on your person, captain.

perhaps dr. mccoy would fetch one for you if you were to ask him nicely. ]

I would prefer to know the details before I comment further.

[hischair]

[ God damn it, Spock. ]

It's all to do with Pon Farr. Are you sure you want to discuss this in public?

[itfam]

[ doth his ears deceive him.

or are they simply tinting green. ]

It would appear that you have already spoken of it.

[ very rude of you, by the way. ]

To make use of a Terran colloquialism, I would simply be adding insult to injury if I were to do so.

[hischair]

I haven't gone into detail, I wouldn't do that.

[ So ungrateful, psh. ]

[itfam]

[ but who's the one going around talking about embarrassing vulcan biological afflictions.

he has every right to be more than just ungrateful. }:| ]

I suppose thanks are in order for that.

[ but do you hear them coming?

nope. ]

[hischair]

[ !!! ]

If it's any consolation, besides trying to kill us you went to live in the middle of a lava-field. It was pretty badass.

Disturbing, but still.

[itfam]

I fail to see how that would be at all conciliatory, Captain.

[ you remain the oddest thing he has ever had the pleasure of engaging. ]

[hischair]

[ Ahw, Spock. You think the nicest things. ]

It — never mind, forget I said anything. You're okay now, that's all that matters!

[itfam]

[ if that's how you wish to see it. ]

I am possessed of an eidetic memory. I am incapable of forgetting.

[ even if it stands that he would prefer to in some instances. this being one of them. ]

However, I believe you are correct.

[hischair]

Your memory's a bitch, I get it. It was a turn of phrase.

[ Stop being so srs he has no idea how he can want to hang with you so much when you're so weird. In a good way. ]

And of course I am.

[itfam]

[ you do realize he's just doing this because it gets you all huffy, right?

cue the slightest upward quirk of a brow. ( and quite possibly the faintest hint of that smirk that only ever seems to be for you, jim. ) ]

I was merely ascertaining whether or not your own memory served well. [ you humans forget shit a lot okay.

have another brow-twitch. ] Immodesty does not befit a starship captain, Jim.

[hischair]

[ You're such a little shit, Spock. That smirk draws a fully-fledged one out of Jim. ]

A lot of things don't befit a starship captain but you're not running away, are you?