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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This is also part of being a doctor. [In other words, she'd be a pretty bad one if she just abandoned her patient so quickly.

Which means she's heading for the linen closet.] I'll be right back.

[Spock half-smiles at Ami's reaction... and allows himself this moment.

Miss Mizuno was truly exceptional.]

Indeed. [Spock starts to feel around the drawers for his sleep-clothes... but his fingers refuse to cooperate.]

[Ami comes back in to see Spock fumbling around, and hurries towards the drawers.]

What were you looking for? I can find it.

A change of clothes.... My captors did not see the necessity of cleanliness during my stay...

[Spock stands, and attempts to walk in the general direction of the bathroom.

Normally this would not be a problem, even blind. However... ]

[Spock, seriously, just sit still and rest. Ami finds herself caught between the two obvious necessities.

And secretly hoping for a no:]

Do you need help? [She can't pretend she's eager, but, well, it's all part of nursing and doctoring, too. She hasn't forgotten that.]

[Spock hesitates.... he needs to get clean, but he does not want to impose everything on Miss Mizuno...

He believes he can navigate the bathroom for his purposes...]

If you would stand by the door momentarily, just in case?

Right. [Ami stays by the door, and keeps a sharp eye on Spock until he disappears inside. Then she waits, reluctant to seem overly worried or intrusive.]

[Ami does not need to worry... Spock does not take long, being efficient as always, even when blind...

However, when he exits the bathroom... his shirt is on backwards.....]

[Laughing would be very, very, rude, and mean, and she doesn't; but she has to cover her mouth for a second and she's glad Spock can't quite see her face.

But what should she do? It's not really that important, and he might feel bad for the mistake if she drew attention to it. On the other hand, if someone else came to visit and saw it, that could be more embarrassing.

It came down to this: In the end, she'd like someone to tell her, so she could fix it and not be embarrassed later, wondering just how long it had gone on for and who had noticed.]

Your shirt... You should turn it around, I think.

[Spock... stands still for a moment...

Then he lifts a hand to prod at the shirt. His face flushes in a green blush and turns to go back into the bathroom.

When he comes out again, the shirt is now hopefully properly placed....]

Once I am in bed, you may leave if you wish Miss Mizuno. I am sure my Captain will be home soon.

However.... will you be so kind as to point me in the right direction?

[She moves to his side, and carefully reaches to take his arm.]

It's right over here.

[Spock allowed himself to be lead once more. When they reached his sleeping space, he felt along the edge of the bed and drew back the covers.

Easing his weary body into bed, he gave a small sigh and closed his eyes.

He knew he would be asleep in moments.

His eyes searching the darkness...]

You have my thanks Miss Mizuno... I will sleep now. [Spock knew that the non-verbal communication happening between them at the moment spoke volumes more... He realized that neither of them were 'sociable' people...
]

Rest well. If you need anything later, please come to the clinic. [As Spock had said, she's sure his friends can take care of him and help him. But she'll be on-call if things change.

With that, she turns to leave.] Until then.

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[Action] I lol'd. A lot. XD YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID