madimpossibledreamer

( i am actually thinking of my job spock thanks )

        The truth is distressing, because for a man who goes by logic, to learn that he’s missing information and, as McCoy would say, ‘jumping to conclusions prematurely’.  “I was making judgments without all the facts.”
        To Spock’s surprise, Kirk is smiling at him, with no trace of the emotion Spock believes would be logical in this moment.  “Spock, that’s what we do in command.  We make the decisions we can based on the information we have in the time we’ve got.”
        Spock narrows his eyes.  It’s slightly less of a point of pride where a human is being more logical about this than he is.  “So you have no complaints whatsoever?”
        Kirk shrugs.  “No.  You could have investigated more.  But given why some of the Admirals like to get on my case and my rep didn’t help matters.”
        Let go of any feelings of irritation.  “What advice would you give, in this case?”
        To his credit, the man actually considers the answer.  “Try to get more information, stall for time, and make the best decision you can.  That one’s Chris.” 

( xenophobia attack )

         I’m not sure what I expected from strange Strigai from beyond the stars, but this James Kirk wasn’t it.
         Apparently, they only speak our tongue through the use of a device, the Universal Translator, and they rely not on Jirgoi basmat to speak for them.  There is a dark-skinned female, possibly Jirgoi, but she has not joined us physically.  Either she is considered of less status or they are not willing to risk her.  Given the dangers of Barca, this shows they are more aware of our customs than they let on, which is a wise course of action.
         I can’t classify this Kirk, though his Second, Spock with an unpronounceable Clan-name, may not even be Strigai!  He’s got some pointy ears like a hobgoblin, though.  And there’s another, Anter Julas, who may also not be Strigai.
         Kirk, by his looks, is Marroi, pretty as a picture and born for command.  I expected somethin’ a little more exotic, to be honest. 
         As a Vindroi they’re keeping me on hand in case we can learn more about their biology.
         adnm: Well, Kirk plays Barca better than any of us anticipated.  He plays pretty, airheaded, and naïve, but there’s a bite behind those fangs.  He lost his temper when Marroi Adeila Amanr questioned his allegiance to a Faction called Starfleet which apparently doesn’t even have Strigai as all of its leaders.  He showed his pretty little fangs (which do look like they could do some damage, and might, if he’s not Marroi like I first thought), locked us all up with some basmat we’ve never seen before and lectured us about the power of restraint.  Those who feel strong enough they don’t have to bare their fangs at every little thing, and he wasn’t going to make a show of force until they made it clear they weren’t going to take him seriously unless he did.  His basmat works somehow through emotion, which is how he read the situation and locked us all down.  Guess I got the ‘exotic’ I was expecting.
         adnm: I’m being sent to infiltrate, and situation being as it is, I can’t refuse.

         When she wakes, she’s a little sore, but then again, she’d hardly expected anything else between the night she’d had and where she’d ended up sleeping.  She’s definitely warmer than she expected.  Spock, she realizes, is sitting on a nearby bench reading a PADD.  He must have asked the computer to increase the environmental controls.
         “I trust you were successful with the Captain?” he asks quietly as soon as he notices she’s awake, and it takes her a moment to realize why the tone is ever so slightly different and rolls her eyes even as she sits up.
         “Holding hands doesn’t mean the same thing that it does for Vulcans.  That feeling is jealousy and, given all the logical and emotional reasons I have to be in a relationship with you and not Kirk, completely unnecessary.”  She stands.  “I assume we don’t have that long until Alpha starts?”
         She watches until he stops messing as much with his PADD and relaxes.  “Yes.  Thank you.  I am…unused to many aspects of such relationships, but I welcome learning more about them with you.”
         She smiles.  “I’m going to go get my uniform on.  Don’t break our Captain after I fixed him.”
         Spock nods.  “It would be illogical to do so, since having a Captain functioning optimally is as necessary as having a functioning starship.”  He reaches out to touch her arm and turns to wake up Jim.