Personal Log #10 - [Action/Accidental Video] A return to innocence...

[spohkh]

[Spock blinks awake... but then shuts his eyes again as the wave of disorientation hits him. People and events crowd into his mind in no logical order... leaving gaping holes in his memories.

Logically, he can safely assume that something has happened to him. He's hurt, alone... and his normally eidetic memory is off... Indeed, something has definitely happened to him.

Opening his eyes once more, he takes in his surroundings... his tiny hand reaches out and takes the journal that is laying innocently beside him.
It's a familiar book, almost as if it's from a distant memory... but he cannot remember how or why it's here... or where he is for that matter. But he does recognize these trees... He's definitely been here before.
Opening the journal's pages, he doesn't realize that he has activated the 'video'... Anyone who is listening in will see the bruised face of an eight year old boy... with a familiar bowl cut, slanted eyebrows, and pointed ears.
Spock stares at the book for awhile, trying hard to place it within his memory... then shuts it. Standing, and fighting off another wave of disorientation... Spock makes his way slowly towards civilization.]



ooc: Meet 8 year old Spock, who is lost and confused as to where he is. If your CR with him is strong enough, he may recognize you, and recall some events... he just won't recall everything clearly. All answers to posts will be coming from my other account: spohkh_kan
Feel free to bump into Spock as he wandering aimlessly around town, trying to find his way home.. or at least a familiar face. If he does find a familiar face, expect him to tag along like a duckling.
Also, feel free to grab Spock's attention through the journal, he will be very inquisitive about the entire phenomenon. Cheers m'dears! ^_^

Comments

[toujoursfluer]

But...? [And she checks him over for sign of injury but can't tell]

It's not wise to not tell others when you're hurt. Especially in a place like this.

[spohkh_kan]

I...

I have several abrasions over my body... and I do not know how they got there.
[They weren't life threatening... heck, they weren't really anything at all. But maybe... just maybe he desired his mother to kiss them better.

But he wasn't going to get that here.]

[toujoursfluer]

Hmm. I do know of a doctor. We can go find him if you feel your abrasions are serious. If not, perhaps I have something at home that could help.

[and she wants Spock all to herself before taking him to Law who she isn't completely sure about]

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock shakes his head...]

I do not wish to see a doctor... I am relatively unharmed. I... I will go with you.

[Spock reached a tiny hand towards Robin, and tugged on the hem of her shirt.]

[toujoursfluer]

May I pick you up, Spock-chan?

[Because there is something about him just begging to be carried]

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock was about to nod...]

I am amenable to that... but I must warn you, Vulcans are denser than humans.
[Try to keep the jokes to a minimum hon... it doesn't matter if Spock just spoke a double truth.]

[toujoursfluer]

Oh, I've become aware.

[She picks him up gently and settles him on her hip. Kyaa! So cute! It's too bad she doesn't have any cute outfits for him to wear. Something serious with lace. Or maybe overalls. Ah well. She begins to walk, holding him gently but securely]

Tell me, what do you like to eat?

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock's cheeks heated in a green blush as the nice woman picked him up... Gingerly, he wraps his arms around her neck to keep balance and rests his head on her shoulder.

He would never say it out loud, but he was quite thankful for this.]

Do... you have any Plomeek soup?

[toujoursfluer]

I'm afraid I don't know what that is.

[But it seems logically sensible. Robin wishes she could introduce him to cotton candy]

Do you know how to make it?

[spohkh_kan]

Hmm... I do not.

[Spock blinked for a moment.... where was his mother? His mother was the one who made him soup...

...why wasn't she here?]

I am certain whatever you make will be fine.... Robin.

[toujoursfluer]

How do you feel about icecream?

[she could make him that at least. Or put it in a bowl and decorate it for him. It's a pity Marcchan is...unsheathed still or she'd invite him over and watch him flutter around this tiny Spocklet like a mother hen. ]

[spohkh_kan]

I do not feel anything on the matter...

....what is icecream?

[Spock looked up at Robin curiously.]

[toujoursfluer]

[A faint sigh. He hasn't changed too much has he? But she'll answer his question with a question. If he must have logic, he might as well use it]

What does it sound like?

[spohkh_kan]

Cream that has been frozen?

Why would I want that?

[Spock is fully relaxed against this strange lady... he wonders why this is.

Robin, enjoy it while you can.]

[toujoursfluer]

[she will enjoy every second]

Perhaps it will be delicious. [though she wonders] Unless you don't like sweet things, because then we'll have to think of something else. [she's not entirely sure what but they are near the house then and she supposes she will figure it out when they get there]

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock blinks up at Robin...]

I do not have much experience with 'sweet' things. It will be like an experiment, yes?
My mother used to hide chocolate from me... I never understood why she never let me try it.

[toujoursfluer]

Who knows? Perhaps you're allergic and would shrivel up and die like a pill bug. [But she says this lightly they are at the house and a hand appears on the door to twist the knob and open it]

But the icecream we have is mint flavored, so I'm fairly certain you'll be all right.

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock watches the hands that seem to be an extension of Robin... a rather curious ability.

However... he didn't question it because he felt as though he knew about it already. Either way, he trusted the woman wholly.]

This is your home yes? Does anyone else live here?

[toujoursfluer]

Mm. Sanji and Vivi. [she sets Spock down at the threshold and guides him to the kitchen, getting out two bowls and glasses]

Would you care to set the table, Spock-chan? [she regards him for a moment] Who do you stay with?

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock nods and moves to comply, taking the dishes and putting them out on the table....]

I... am uncertain.

I...


[Spock scrunches up his forehead, trying to remember who it is he stays with.]
Normally it is with my parents.. but I do not believe that this is true right now...
[Spock recalls blond hair and blue eyes.... ]

[toujoursfluer]

No perhaps not. [she gets out the ice cream and milk. Ferrying the milk over to the table with a series of hands]

Pour that for me?

And don't worry. After we eat, I'll find where you belong.

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock does as she asks... but his mind is deep in thought.

Does he belong anywhere? His peers at school were convinced that he did not. Did he belong here?

...Surely he must have a place...]

[toujoursfluer]

[Robin is bringing the ice cream to the table when she notices he doesn't seem...quite here. Is there something wrong, perhaps? She sets the ice cream down and feathers a hand through his hair]

Spock-chan?

[spohkh_kan]

[Spock looked up at Robin...]

My apologies... it would seem that I was... lost in thought.

[toujoursfluer]

What were you thinking about? [and she gives him the ice cream scoop so that he can start to dole it out, however much he wants]