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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But your life was school, am I right? I don't get Vulcan children's social games and stuff, but you never struck me as having a clique of friends or something.

[Spock shuffled his feet against the cupboard.... but when he opened his mouth to try to speak, the peanut butter made his mouth stick....

...all he got out was some muffled words... Blushing, he shut his mouth again.]

_{[ He laughs at that and pours milk, setting it down beside him and tapping it. ]}

Drink it, that will clear your mouth at.

[Spock looked skeptically at the milk.. then back at Jim...

Relenting, he picked up the glass and drank the cool liquid. He raises his eyebrows in surprise as he realizes that Jim was right...

...it did indeed clear his throat.]

Thank you...
To your earlier inquiry... you are right. I do not have 'cliques' of friends... I do not have friends...

....except you.
[The young Vulcan blinked at Kirk... He doesn't remember any other friends he has been making in Luceti... all there is is you.]

_{[ Oh god, just break his heart why don't you. ]}

Well, that's not good. Kid your age needs some friends his age too. I know I'm your coolest friend, but, you know.

[Spock's eyebrows twitch in confusion... Then he reaches a tiny hand forward and touches Jim's cheek.]

Your temperature is that of an average human.. I do not understand why you believe your temperature to be lower than of others.
But you are my friend...

Vulcans... do not have friends... so I do not know.

Oh, no, cool is a turn of phrase. It means that I'm... fun to hang around, I guess. Human slang, it's usually never literal.

_{[ He ruffled his hair again. ]}

Well, you should try and make some. I mean, you're half human right?

[Spock was about to question how Jim knew that..
...but he shouldn't be surprised... the man was his friend after all yes?]

I... will endeavor to do so. But it is... difficult for me to cultivate relationships.

Jim... why are you friends with me?

_{[ Why do you keep asking hard questions tiny elf? Not cool at all and his lips purse. ]}

Well, why wouldn't we be friends? Your smart, and even with all that logic thinking of yours you aren't a total buzzkill.

What is a buzzkill?

Your tone suggests that logical thinking is a negative aspect of my personality...
[Spock... looked kind of sad.
He must be a very boring friend.]

_{[ He sighed and knocked his knuckles against the other's forehead. ]}

It's not a bad thing, but sometimes logical isn't what the moment needs, you know?

I see..

[Spock didn't look that satisfied... but it was illogical to remain emotionally sad about this.

The young Vulcan nods... and starts to get down off the counter...]

Do... I have a room here? Possessions?

[Try to explain THAT Captain.]

Yeah, you do. We've been here for a bit, and we managed to recover some stuff from the ship.

Finish your lunch first, mister.

[Spock stills himself from climbing off the counter...

He glances at the food then at Jim..] Must I?

Yeah, you do. It's good for you and you're a growing Vulcan. You should be wanting to eat everything in sight.

I would not 'eat everything' Cap....hmm...

Mister Jim.

[Where had THAT come from? Spock was confused again... but he picked up his sandwich and started to eat it again.]

Figure of speech, Spock. I'll teach you those eventually.

_{[ He rolled his eyes and went about cleaning up lunch. ]}

[Spock hopped down from the counter without too much difficulty... and looked up at Jim.]

May I see my room now?

[Yeah... he's an impatient little kid~]

Yeah yeah yeah, hold on.

_{[ He swatted his rear with a dish towel, then motioned for him to follow to the room Spock had claimed as his own. ]}

[Spock stared after Jim...mouth slightly agape.
How undignified.]

Why did you do that?

[Nonetheless... Spock follows after his Captain.]

Why shouldn't I have done it?

_{[ He raised a brow as he paused before Spock's door and opened it for him. ]}

It is... degrading. No one has ever done that to me. Does it mean something significant in human culture?

[Spock looked into the room...]
This... is not a child's room.

They didn't exactly have a Kids Rooms to Go or something. We had to make due with what we had.

I see...

But if these are my belongings...?

[Spock knew something was up. He didn't feel 'at home' in this body, and the memories that he has been seeing revolving around this man do not add up to an eight year old child.]

Some of them are, some of them aren't. Like I said, we made do.

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