spohkh | Personal Log #5

[Spock gasped into consciousness and trembled at the biting cold. It took him a moment to realize that he was no longer on a metal, unforgiving examination table... but instead laying down in what felt like... snow. Fascinating.

His senses were completely off. The current date and time eluded him due to the number of occasions he had overcome to unconsciousness in the Malnosso's care...

Normally mental orientation would not be a problem...

...However, his current state of blindness left much to be desired.

He slowly stood, categorizing his physical condition, and found that his body was not cooperating as it should... he had to lean against a tree to retain balance. He ached all over. The Malnosso appeared curious towards his Vulcan physiology.... and went to great lengths to discover what they could. Spock shivered again as he recalled what they did to him. They had started with his fingers... running tests that involved pain tolerance and sense range.

They left the brain for last. Spock was successful in keeping them out of his Katra, a mental landscape containing his links...protecting what stability and bonds that he had left after his planet's devastation. However, it was his efforts in the end that now left him blind. In their enthusiasm, the Malnosso did not realize the extent of Vulcan stubbornness, so when threatening him with his eyesight did not work... they soon lost interest.

That left him in his current state.

Concentration was... difficult at the moment. There was too much pain. His Katra called out in an attempt to help him, but he did not know how successful that was. In the interim, Spock assumed that he was back in Luceti and started to walk forward... sensing the trees around him to use them for support.
He hoped someone would find him soon... He was without his uniform, and left once again in only a pair of pants. This cold was quickly becoming too much for his Vulcan biology to withstand.]

[Feel free to meet Spock wandering, blind, and cold. He's out in the woods currently, but he'll eventually make it somewhere near the village. Enjoy~]

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[Eley isn't one used to contact himself, so this is also unusual for him. But if someone's blind, they'll need something to hold onto. It's the least he can do really... Eley surprises himself in fact to know that he trusts another enough to help like this. It feels right though, something he should do.]

Your directions will be good enough. I will find your home. If I cannot locate it then I will try to describe our surroundings at the time.

[He explains as he leads him on through the woods. He's aware that the cold is certainly getting to the man however, and soon becomes concerned about his health... He pauses a moment.]

Here. You will need this more than I do.

[The Spirit says, sliding off the coat he's wearing and wrapping it around Spock's shoulders.]

[Normally, Spock would protest such an offer... however, he is really cold, so he nods his thanks and pulls the coat tighter around him.]

Your generosity is much appreciated...

[Spock trusts this individual... they have not had much interaction, however, his Vulcan sense told him that Eley was indeed trustworthy and...kind.]

Have you been keeping up with your practice? [Because Spock was curious... that and he was always a teacher at heart...]

[Eley is usually open to helping those who have helped him first. It is how his worshippers came to be in a relationship with him after all. They gave him their belief and respect and strengthened him. He helped them in return. Spock hasn't shown any sign of malice towards him and has been nothing but polite. Of course now he's feeling the cold, but he isn't letting it bother him at all.

His question about his practice catches him off guard a moment though.]

Oh... yes, of course. I have continued the exercises you have taught me and I hope that my stamina is improving. I would like to test this soon.

That is.. very well Mister Eleytheria... I am... pleased. Being blind should not be much of a hindrance. Once my nerves heal, I will be able to continue our lessons....

[Spock trudges along with Eley's guidance... however, that doesn't totally prevent him from slipping on an unseen root....]

...are you sure? It must be difficult without your sight.

[Just after he says that he feels Spock fall and instinctively tries to catch him before he injures himself further.]

Are you all right? We are not far from the village, do not falter now.

[Spock is again grateful for the help...]

Indeed, I am well.

Being blind... will not be difficult due to my telepathic and empathic abilities. To be able to sense the atmosphere is definitely a...help. However, due to my damaged nerves and the...cold, I cannot function as I would normally.

[Hmm, that was interesting. He has to wonder just what the Malnosso did to Spock to dampen his sense this way.]

What exactly do you mean by... telepathic and empathic abilities? [He wonders, having know knowledge of such things before.]

Vulcan's have the ability to read the thoughts an emotions of those that they come in physical contact with.
Though it is rarely a spontaneous occurrence, because Vulcan's are trained from early on to shield against such a happenstance.

I would never purposely read someone's thoughts without their permission. [The fact that it happened a couple of times already accidentally was beside the point....]

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