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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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[ex_primaries732]

[ ah, yes, the mirror 'verse. what a time to be alive. ]

The knowledge might not bring any comfort, but he's no stranger to that place. In fact, we've been through worse. My only worry is that he's alone. Time and again, he makes spectacular slips, like I do. [ a sad sort of a smile. ] But I would always be there to pull him out of it, just as he's always done for me.

[hischair]

You'd already be looking for him if you could.

[ He knows that, so have a pat on the arm. Spock does too, he's sure, so Jim offers a bracing smile to contrast that sad one. ]

If he's already been there then he'll be off back to your time at the first opportunity.

[ex_primaries732]

[ have a more sincere smile for that, it's you who knows him best, jimmy boy. ]

I have no doubt. As a certain country doctor would say, Vulcans are supposed to be the smart ones, after all.

[hischair]

Really. [ u bein sarcastic there, jim. ] I can't say I know any country doctors like that.

[ Not without Bones choking on laughter first as he did. ]

[ex_primaries732]

[ he didn't say it was with utmost sincerity. ]

Oh, he'll warm up to the idea. [ not. ] Next thing you know, they'll be the best of friends.

[ bs to the nth power. ]

[hischair]

One day they'll be sniping on the bridge and they'll wonder why I don't say anything. It'll be the morning after I pick up earplugs at the nearest space-station.

[ Bliss. ]

Chekov and Sulu can interpret my sign language so we can keep going, it'll be beautiful.

[ex_primaries732]

So the good doctor still goes up to the bridge. Good to know that some things don't change.

Mr. Chekov and Mr. Sulu are quite adept at reading each other's facial expressions when sitting side by side the console. [ don't think that he doesn't see it, lil shits. ] I'm sure they'll be able to comprehend yours in time.

[hischair]

[ fff waving a dismissive hand. ]

I couldn't get him off it if I tried. "A ship's doctor goes where he damn pleases", in his words.

[ HAH they really are lil shits, aren't they? Frickers. He adores them. ]

You ever give Sulu that look, the 'switch it to Warp so I don't have to hear Bones and Spock griping' one? Starting to think he's the mind-reader.