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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[Spock visibly jumps at the sudden sound...

Under normal circumstances, he would have sensed the presence...however, now...

Spock leans up against the tree, using it for support and searches with unseeing eyes. It takes him a moment to recognize the voice, but he does...]

Mister Beast? Where am I?

[He frowns at his question. "Where is he?" Can't he... see?] Y-you're... in the forest.

What... what is it?

I...unfortunately have been left blind...

Would you be amenable to leading me to my house? [Spock keeps his head down... this whole situation leaves much to be desired, but he is... glad that someone found him.]

Bl... [His face and voice falters.] B-blind?

[Oh no. He's managed muteness. He's managed paralysis. But blindness? Not being able to see... nothing to guide you... no way to recognise... know...]

Wh-where... wh-where do you... l-live?

Household number two... it is located on the South-west end of town.

[Spock notes the concern in Beast's voice...] It is an unfortunate situation, however, I will be able to manage well enough once my nerves have healed...

They were rather enthusiastic when testing and experimenting on my touch telepathy.

[A deep and hollow sigh escapes from him in response to Spock's last statement. The Malnosso did the same thing when they took him, and even left him incapable to properly walk back home. That is to say, it doesn't make him feel much better about Spock's condition.

Nonetheless, he carefully takes his hand and prepares to move forward.] Can... can you walk?

I am able... though not as well as I would like...

[Spock leans forward, and braces himself on Beast...] My apologies. I am not one for physical contact... though we may need to utilize it in order to... get me home.

[Spock honestly sounds sorry... for a Vulcan.]

Huh? [Beast subconsciously backs up from Spock slightly - w-what is he doing? - but after the explanation he slowly... awkwardly... puts his... arm around Spock and rests his other paw on his closest shoulder? No... nobody is watching, are they? Gulp.] It's... i-it's... a-alr-right.

[Alright... moving forward now... slowly starting walk alongside Spock, keeping slow enough that he can keep up.]

[Spock is grateful for the support and moves forward with Beast's guidance...]

My thanks for you assistance...Beast.

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