Personal Log #4/Action - Mallynapped

[spohkh]

[The journal flickers to life as it is dropped from its place on the bedside table. From its position on the floor there is a view of Spock... being swarmed by a horde of Droids. Spock manages to hold his own for a little while... and for the second time since moving into this house his windows are shattered... but he is eventually overcome.
Restrained on the floor, Spock says vehemently...

Ponfo mirann!

And with that, the screen goes black....]

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[universal_charm]

<sub>[Something woke him. Sounds - windows shattering, struggling - and he stumbles out of bed, his military training coming back and bringing him awake faster and faster, feeling something (panic? anger? He wasn't sure) that was not entirely his own. His heart raced as he realized where the sounds were coming from and he pounded for the Vulcan's room, throwing open the door...

To late.

He stared at the broken windows, the tossed bed, the broken things and scrapes on the floor.]</sub>

No... No!

_{[He turned and ran for the door, hoping beyond blind hope that he would be able to catch them before they got far with Spock, but to late. To late.]}