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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 12, 2009 14:12:25 GMT -5
"Of course," Kirk said, reaching for it on a shelf and handing it to Spock. Secure enough in his own awesomeness, he was good at admitting when other people were better at things. And Spock complemented him well, in that sense.
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I am endeavoring, ma'am, to construct a mnemonic circuit using stone knives and bearskins.
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Post by Mr. Spock on Feb 12, 2009 18:05:41 GMT -5
((*splorfle*))
Spock pulled his own communicator out, glad to see it still worked, even if he couldn't get a response from the enterprise. He used his fork to pry open part of Kirk's communicator and his own and quickly set to fixing it.
Within minutes it was beeping and lighting up as it should "Just a short, I was able to use part of mine that was extra to fix it."
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 13, 2009 12:01:09 GMT -5
Kirk beamed.
"Excellent, Spock, excellent!" he cried. Not that they could raise anyone. "But if the Enterprise is out of range--or, as I suspect, out of our current time zone--would you like to see Lorien?"
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Post by Mr. Spock on Feb 14, 2009 19:48:02 GMT -5
"Both would be correct Captain" he took a short drink from the liquid in his glass "and I imagine I should, seeing as though I will be here for a while."
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 17, 2009 12:41:49 GMT -5
Kirk clapped his hands together. "Fantastic, Mr. Spock. Of course, of course, we should get back to the Enterprise as soon as possible. But it would be a shame for you to miss this place, or its people."
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Post by Mr. Spock on Feb 18, 2009 1:52:47 GMT -5
"Of course" Spock wiped his mouth although he hadn't eaten anything.
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 18, 2009 10:47:57 GMT -5
Kirk rose, dusting off his hands. "Well that was excellent, Mr. Spock. I don't know why we're wasting you as science officer, with culinary skills like that. Shall we?"
He indicated the door.
"These trees, you know, they're called mallorn. Thousands of years old. And the elves used to build all their houses on flets, like this one. But I hear that lately, the influence of... well, humans... has led to increased industrialization."
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Post by Mr. Spock on Feb 18, 2009 19:06:48 GMT -5
Spock followed Kirk ignoring his instinct to clean up breakfast "Interesting."
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 18, 2009 19:09:39 GMT -5
"I thought you'd say that," Kirk said, only half-teasing. He climbed down the ladder, dropping lightly to the ground.
((So...?))
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Post by Mr. Spock on Feb 20, 2009 2:55:03 GMT -5
((I imagine that sending them on a boring journey of learning the land might not be something either of us want to do. Unless that is what you want to do then I'll trek along... heh. Is Kirk involved in any other plot outside of Lorien that might need Spock? Or shall we invent an adventure for them?))
Spock came down softly behind the captain "Shall we?"
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Post by James T. Kirk on Feb 20, 2009 12:05:19 GMT -5
((No, I have no idea. We need to find something for them to do.))
Kirk was immensely reassured by Spock's presence. No, that wasn't quite the right word. Kirk was never not-assured. But Spock brought a little something extra. It was almost as if he completed another part of Kirk's personality, just as the Enterprise herself did. He was fine on his own, but he recognized the worth of others. So he did his best to tell Spock what he knew about the Elves and their land, names of plants he might be interested in, and such.
But he knew they had to find their way back. Neither of them belonged here.
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