spohkh | Personal Log #7

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Greetings and salutations. I believe that it is customary for one to welcome those who are newly arrived into Luceti.

Welcome.

To those who have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask. I can be found regularly at the Battle Dome for those who want to learn to utilize the simulations.

A reminder to everyone that the Kobayashi Maru simulation has been tested and is ready for public use. I will express my thanks to Mister Obi-Wan Kenobi, Miss Ami Mizuno, and Miss Lirael for testing the program for me.

I also find myself requiring assistance for a project that I have agreed to.... though I find myself now at an impasse. I am currently working on a small scale version of projected diburnium-osmium shield technology... with some minor alterations. If anyone is familiar with this or is willing to help, please inform me.

Peace and long life.

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[Spock found himself once again frustrated by the recent memory lapse... for one who highly values mental discipline, it is... unnerving to find that your mind has been tampered with. However, Spock has long ago come to terms with this place and its disregard for dignity.

In the morning Spock can be found at the Dome by the computer terminals...but in the late afternoon strange, hauntingly beautiful music can be heard coming from House #2's backyard.
The Vulcan was pleased to have completed his Lyre, and was now enjoying an afternoon of practice.

In the evening, Spock actually ventures out to Seventh Heaven and can be found at a solitary table with a cup of tea.

Come and bother Spock at any and all of these locations.]

[For reference of what a Vulcan Lyre sounds like, please go here: Vulcan Lyre

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[She holds up the bag she'd been toting home, her smile a bit rueful.] Restocking my supplies since I was gone for a while. Didn't want to deal with waking up tomorrow without coffee. I'll rest after this.

Indeed...

[Spock gave her a half-smile...] Do you have a request? [Was that a joke maybe?]

[Natasha arched an eyebrow and glanced at his instrument.] I'm not sure we have the same era of musical knowledge in order for me to do that.

[Welcome to the Vulcan brand of humour... he tried, really he did.]

I had assumed as much...

Do you sing Natasha?

[She can't resist giving him a wry grin, because she's teasing him, and her skeptical look melts into one of bemusement as she laughs.] Anything you'd like to play would be fine, Spock. I enjoy most forms of music.

Me? No, not really. I can, but Clint's the one you want to listen to there, if you catch him at the right time.

[Have a lineface Vulcan stare with some major eyebrow action....]

Mist Barton can sing?

[She grins at the expression she gets from him.] Oh, yes. Exceptionally well. He doesn't do it a lot, but he has a wonderful voice. Maybe you should ask him sometime.

I shall. [Spock was being very serious.... he would be very interested in hearing Clint sing.]

Would you like for me to escort you home Natasha? I would be amenable to carrying your bags.

[She shakes her head slightly, giving him a rueful smile in reply.] No, I'm fine. Still running on adrenaline, I think. It has me restless. I'll probably feel everything more tomorrow, but for now I'm alright. I appreciate the offer, though. [She glances around her at the house, a curious look on her face.]

You live here?

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It is my hope that you do not find yourself in too much discomfort tomorrow.

[Spock gives her an amused expression at her next question.]

I do indeed.

Captain Kirk and I inhabit this house. Would you care to see the inside? You can join me for tea if you are amenable. There is a particular brand that I posses that... as you say... 'takes the edge off'...

That's a good hope. I'll second it. [Her agreement is wry, one corner of her lips quirking upwards. She glanced at the house at his offer, pondering a moment before agreeing.]

That sounds pleasant, actually. The tea, especially. [She was begrudgingly growing a fondness for the stuff just from the sheer amount of people she was surrounded by that seemed to prefer it. Heathens.]

I met your Captain briefly at the Christmas Ball.

[Spock stood.. then raised an eyebrow at her last comment...]

Did the Captain behave himself? [Of course Spock was aware of Jim's... methods for talking to women.]

[She pushed herself to her feet and laughed at his question, looking amused.]

Does he usually not?

[Spock hesitates...]

It could be stood to argue that he does not.

[Spock opens the door for Natasha.]

Don't worry, he behaved himself very well. At least in my opinion. He was very charming.

[She reassures him with a smile, one hand lightly brushing against his arm as she slipped past him into the house, her gaze sweeping the room as an automatic gesture as she enters.]

[Spock raises an eyebrow...skeptical.... then follows her into the house.]

[ooc: Wanna leave it there for now m'dear? I love our interactions btw~ very cute!]

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