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Personal Log #5 - Action
[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~]
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~]
XD
Spock allows himself to be lead, and stays silent while a thousand questions go through his mind at Grune's current state.
He can deduce quite a bit, considering the information other people have given him regarding her status... however, he would prefer hearing it from her if and when she is willing to give him that information.]
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I am going to be stopping for a moment. Be ready.
[After a moment, she does as she says.
The pace they are going is too slow not to provide Spock with her coat; he will not be able to generate any body heat at this rate. And so she carefully pulls away from him and begins to remove her outer layer.]
XD *snerk*
[Spock... he hates to admit that he does not enjoy the feeling of being left without an anchor while blind...
However, he waits patiently for Grune, hearing the sound of clothing being removed...]
You terrible person, you. XD
I am standing before you with my coat in my hands. Please take it--you clearly need it far more than I do.
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My...thanks. [Spock moves forward to take the coat, and drapes it around himself.]
Would you be amenable to answering a few questions as we walk to my house? [Spock... was very curious about Grune. More importantly... he was...concerned... about his friend.
...
If this was the same person at all. Stranger phenomenon has happened for sure...]
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Take these as well.
...And you may ask me what you wish.
[Though she may not be perfectly forthcoming with the truth....]
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Spock had hear....rumours about Grune, though he had made many theories himself regarding her daily behaviour and what he 'sensed' while around her...]
You have changed... [No a question...] Is this who you really are Miss Grune?
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[She interrupts herself.] I will be supporting you again.
[She waits until she has her arm around Spock once more before continuing.]
I am currently in possession of my memories. Ordinarily, they are sealed away. The Malnosso, however, have removed that seal.
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...but he was Vulcan.]
Very well... [Spock...
Well.. he was bursting with questions, however, there is always a logical sequence that would determine the path he would take.]
Do you know how long you will have?
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[Very slowly, giving him plenty of time to notice, she begins to walk.]
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May I inquire as to why they are suppressing your memories Miss Grune? [Was she a danger? More powerful than the Malnosso? The key to escaping this place?
Spock allows himself to be lead, thankful for the slow pace Grune is taking.]
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[And to answer what will inevitably be his next question:] I put the seal into place as a means of protecting Melfes, the world from which I was drawn. It is immature and thus unable to support one with powers such that I possess.
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He always knew there was something else to Miss Grune...]
You will not remove the seal while you are here? Or is this place also too weak.
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[She smiles, just a bit, but there is no amusement in it.] I would prefer not to take the chance.
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...her logic is sound... though that would imply that she is indeed a very powerful being...]
Then I will take this opportunity to say that it has been an honour to get to know you Miss Grune... you are a very kind and curious individual.
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He allows them to walk in silence for a time... and he can soon sense his house.]
I believe we are nearing my household, it should be unlocked... though I sure that would not have been a problem.
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Oh? Do you believe I have some skill in picking locks?
ilu ^_^
Negative, I simply believe that an individual such as yourself would allow a lock to deter her.
ilu2 <333
But you are correct--I would hardly give up so easily and leave you in the cold.
[Once they're close enough, she reaches out and turns the doorknob.]
Fortunately, you remembered rightly and the door was indeed open. Shall we?
~<3
The Vulcan allowed himself to be moved into the house, noticing that it was much warmer indoors.
Good, Jim had left the heat on... but it also seemed that he was not here.]
I would ask that you lead me to my room... then I will not longer trouble you Miss Grune.
~<3
Which direction is your room?
IMissU~
...He may have to do something for Grune in the New Year, regardless of whether or not she remembers.]
IMissU2 D:
She doesn't give him more than a brief glance, however, and keeps moving.]
Very well. We will soon be there.
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