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

[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! ^_^

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[Spock did indeed notice the pretty lady... And he is frozen in place...

...he feels as though he knows this woman.
Spock approaches...]

Excuse me... Could you assist me? I am... lost.

[There are a lot of things that Grune loves, but children would have to be at the top of the list. The moment she sees the little boy with the pointed ears, a warm smile appears on her face and she bends down to make it easier for them to talk to one another.]

Oh, yes, of course I can help. Do you need to find the village?

Village?

[Spock stared at the lady for a long time...

...she was really quite beautiful.] Do I know you? I feel as though I have met you before...

[Spock then sees the necklace...

...an IDIC symbol...] Where did you get that?

[Grune looks down automatically. She has three necklaces from her very close friends that she swaps out on a regular basis. Which one is she wearing today?

Oh!]

Spock gave it to me as a present. It was very kind of him.

[She smiles. She has the most wonderful friends!]

[Spock blinks up at Grune....]

....I am Spock.

[And Grune blinks down at him.]

Oh, your name is Spock, too?

I... may have reason to believe that I am the same Spock that you know.

Miss Grune? I think I know you...
[Spock was confused... but he also felt an affinity for this woman.]

[Now Grune is confused, too.]

Do you think so?

I do.
Do you know where I live?

[Spock.... not this again.]

Hmm.... I wonder. Do you think so?

[Yep.]

Perhaps... though I am uncertain.
Will you take me where I can find something warmer than this?

[Spock looked down as his small white robe...]

Oh, yes, of course. We can go to my house and find something for you there.

[And then she remembers something.] Here.

[She's currently wearing a light jacket; now she begins removing it. Does this seem familiar...?]

[Spock halts her movements...He does indeed recognize this movement.]

Please... keep your garment on. I would prefer to go home with you, if that is permissible?

[Spock is a bit awestruck... he's looking up at Grune as if she is the best thing in the world...
...well, she might very well be. ]

[Grune stops--but only for a moment.]

Oh, yes. I'd love for you to come home with me. You can stay for as long as you want.

[But she still is going to take off her coat and hold it out for him.]

You can borrow this for a little while. It's all right.

[Spock blushes as he takes the coat and wraps it around himself...]

You... You have my thanks.
[Yup... looks like Spock would follow you anywhere Grune. Have fun with your new duckling.]

[She smiles down at him.]

Oh, you don't need to thank me. I'm glad I could do this for you.

[She smooths down his already smooth hair with clear affection. Good thing she likes ducklings.]

[Spock continues to blink at her and blush as she smooths down his hair. It's something his mother always used to do, despite his protests.

The young Vulcan ducks his head and shuffles his feet a bit...]
Are you finished here? Or do you require any assistance?

Hmm.... I don't think I need any help. Why don't we go someplace nice and warm?

[Like, say, her house.]

[Spock's lips twitched in a small smile, and lifted his hand for Grune to take.

He wanted the pretty lady to lead him of course~]

[She immediately threads her fingers through his, and off they go!]

Would you like something to eat when we get home?

[Spock follows along...]

Yes, I am amenable to that suggestion.... You cook?

Yes, that's right. It's a lot of fun!

Do you cook?

[Grune, he's probably a little young for that.]

[Spock shakes his head in the negative...]

I do not. It is fun to cook? [Spock is dubious.... what is this 'fun'?]

Oh, yes, it's a lot of fun! You can make all kinds of delicious things when you cook, and it's even more fun when you cook with a friend!

[Spock smiles up at Grune...

Indeed, Grune was taluhk...

...precious. Vulcans did not view friendships the same as other races. The emotions behind the concept of 'friends' were rejected in favour of logic.
For Spock... it was always frustrating, because he was not allowed the relationships he desired...and forced himself to be content with the Vulcan way of life while attempting to completely ignore the fact that he was indeed half-human.]

Indeed.

[Some part of Spock wishes he could stay a child... but there was a small part of him that knew this wasn't real... and his 'wishes' were illogical... No matter. He would enjoy this time that he had.

Perhaps it was a gift, rather than a psychological punishment doled out by the Malnosso...]
My mother enjoyed baking cookies.

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

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Re: [Action] 6-6 omg, so cute! XD

[Action] I LOVE BITTY SPOCK

[Action] NOT AS MUCH AS I LOVE GRUNE! XDDD hehehe

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Re: [Action] fffffff my job is the worst and I am the slowest.

<3

<3!

Wanna fade out?

Sounds like a plan. This was adorable! <3