Personal Log #8 ....Stuck. [Action- joint post with Eley]

[Spock had finally finally moved past the theoretical stage in developing the force field for Captain Rogers. The Vulcan could be found behind his house working closely with various metal elements... He wanted to make sure he was outside so as not to stink up the place.

Spock regarded the small, charged mechanism for a moment... With so many magic wielders around, it was easy enough to ask someone to charge the conduit with lightening. However, the frame was causing Spock trouble... The metals were not cooperating... and without a proper lab, Spock was getting mildly frustrated. He looked at what he had... a puddle of silvery liquid that had a cohesive consistency...

...to borrow a human phrase... it was 'back to the drawing board.']

[It was about this time that a certain Wind Spirit was wandering past, noticing odd smells and activity from behind the house. Naturally he wanted to know what exactly was going on, so he followed his senses to where Spock was working. Was he trying to build something?

Eley watched for a while with some fascination, having never seen this kind of work done before. True, Bravura was a continent proud of its use of metals, but this was something else. Something different. It was when he noted his friend's frustration that he decided to step forward.]

Spock. Do you need assistance? [Not that he would have any idea what he was doing...]

[Spock... being rather high strung lately... startled at the sudden voice, slipped, and accidentally dunked his hand into the liquid pool of metal...
The Vulcan barely kept from sighing... at least it wasn't corrosive.] Greetings Eleytheria... [Spock stood... he needed to tend to his hand.] Please excuse me for a moment....

[The Spirit can't help but feel a little abashed at his words causing his friend an accident, but he's glad that it didn't seem dangerous, whatever that substance was.] Ah, my apologies. I did not mean to startle you...

[Of course, while the Vulcan tends to his hand, Eley's just going to be looking over his project more closely. He doesn't really understand what he's seeing but he's curious about it all the same. Especially when he catches a spark at the corner of his eye... he turns to find the source of it and steps closer. Eley was no stranger to storms or lightning and the sparking intrigues him... to the point where he reaches towards it...]

[Spock notices Eley moving towards the charged device and lunges, hand outstretched to prevent him from touching it. The Vulcan's metal covered hand wraps around Eleytheria's wrist.]

I would not advise touching that... you would have been immobilized for quite some time and it could have caused you serious harm.

[Eley's not used to being touched at the best of times, so it startles him when Spock suddenly grabs him like that, preventing him from harm. Of course he is glad for his help and for the warning... the shock alone was enough to stop him going any further. He gives a nod.] Forgive me... I should not be touching things I do not understand.

[The Spirit waits for Spock to let go of his wrist... but it doesn't seem to be happening. Slightly puzzled, he goes on.] You may release me. I can assure you I will not do it again.
[Spock frowns....] It appears that I cannot. [The Vulcan tries to separate his hand from its position on Eley's wrist....] The metal seems to have fused us together...

[The metal... so it was strong enough to stick them together? This... was problematic. Eley had no idea how to pry them apart, not that he could with just one hand. He'd probably end up hurting them even if he tried.] Do you know how long it will last? Or... is it permanent?
[Spock's lips twitched in a small frown....]

I am... uncertain. I have not dealt with this particular combination before... We will have to go to the Dome... perhaps the Doctors can be of assistance. [Spock regarded Eley....]

[So others would have to see them like this... It's only then Eley realizes just how awkward this situation was for the both of them and he seems to be finding it rather hard to look Spock in the eye right now. This was his fault after all. He gives a nod though, shifting uncomfortably on his feet.] If that is what we must do...

[Spock sighs.. a light blush staining his cheeks at the intimate contact...well... intimate contact for a Vulcan... and tugs Eley towards the Dome.]


[Action options: Meet Eley and Spock in their compromising position as they make their way to the Dome. Take advantage of the quiet, bashful duo~]