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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_{[He gave him a dubious look, but he nods and turns on the water and stands.]}

I'll go get some blankets, and then I'll be outside the door if you need me, okay?

[Spock nods and waits for Jim to leave the bathroom...

He is slow, but he manages to clean up... however, when the water is turned off he starts to feel around the bathroom...

He does manage to find a towel though.]

C-captain? Can you help me to my room? [Spock hated being vulnerable like this... however, it will all be better once he had rested...]

_{[Kirk had been standing outside the door, waiting nervously, listening. He felt he should be in there helping, but it would have been awkward, and Spock... Spock wouldn't have liked it.

God, the other was blind. Blind.

Not that that made him a cripple, but Jesus, it wasn't like he'd been born blind...

When Spock called he opened the door and padded in, taking his elbow gently.]}

Yeah, come on. I put out some clothes on your bed too. Do you want me to burn the ones you came in or attempt to wash them?

You may.... dispose of those clothes. [Spock could not hide the disdain that he had for the memories that the clothing held.

There was no use trying to save them.

Spock allowed himself to be lead to his room... he stepped confidently away from his Captain.... only to trip and fall flat on his face from the bed corner....]

Jeez.

_{[He sighed and came over, like it was a big deal, when honestly he was very worried. He got the other under his warms and helped him up, putting the Vulcan against the side of the bed at least, near the clothing he had laid out.]}

Look, go ahead and dress and then just... stand there till I get back. I don't need you bleeding out.

[Spock, in his vulnerability, shied away from his Captain after he was helped onto the bed...]

My thanks Captain... I will await your return. [Spock waited until Jim left.. felt for the clothes, and quickly changed.

He was a burden.

This would not do...]

_{[Kirk waits a moment to assure himself the other wouldn't fall and crack his head open. Once that was done, he took the clothes, bundling them up, and did indeed go to their fire place, tossing them in and watching them burn.

Licking his lips he went to the kitchen and got out a glass, filling it with juice, and brought it back into the bedroom.]}

Here, I brought you some juice, to make you feel better.

[Spock had changed and was sitting up in bed, under the covers.

His head turned in the direction of the voice, however, he was not able to react accordingly to the beverage offer....

Spock lifted his hand...]

My thanks Captain... you will have to place it in my hand..... [Spock... really disliked being vulnerable...]

Yeah, I'm coming.

_{[He came over, pressing the glass into said hand, and fairly sure the other could figure what to do with it from there. Still, he staid by his side, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and, out of nervousness he supposed, smoothing out the covers Spock had pulled around himself, tucking them gently.]}

You're sure you don't need me to get Adele or someone? I mean, I don't think they can fix your eyes, but the rest of you...

[Spock carefully put the glass to his lips... so as not to spill...

Then downed the whole thing.

Spock almost smiled at his Captain's actions. Was that 'tucking in'? Fascinating...
He hold the glass back out...]

I am sure Jim... Though I have light discomfort, it is nothing that time will not heal... [Spock rests his head back... and gives a small sigh. He was very tired, but he was disinclined to ask Jim to leave...

Does that mean he wanted company? Couldn't be, he was Vulcan after-all..]

You may attempt... to use your newly acquainted powers on me if you wish Sir... [That would get him to stay, right?]

Oh, well, we might not want to do that. I'm not great yet.

Let's see what the morning brings.

_{[He took the glass and rose, watching him a moment. He laid his hand gently on the other's shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze.]}

Do you want me to sleep in here tonight? I can make myself up a place on the floor. You know, just in case something goes wrong.

[Spock stills for a moment...]

It is a double bed sir... it would be illogical for you to sleep on the floor. [Was that a yes?]

Oh... well, I guess I could.

_{[He wasn't going to be squeamish about it, not really, but he knew Spock liked personal space, so he hadn't wanted to crowd.]}

So long as you won't be uncomfortable. If you think you'll be okay, I can go to my own room and you can just call for me.

[Personal space from everyone else... yes.
However, Spock quickly realized that Jim is starting to feel uncomfortable, so he decides to 'let him off the hook' as it were.]

You are correct Captain, it would not be logical for you to stay here with your room so close to my own.

Goodnight Sir....

Personal Log #5 - Action

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Is he still blind during Loki's party?

Yup, and until after New Years~ XD

Okee-dokee ~

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