spohkh | Personal Log #11 - Dazed and Confused [Voice/Action]

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Personal Log #11 - Dazed and Confused [Voice/Action]

[Spock opened his eyes and held in the groan at the familiar sight of Luceti's forest. It took a moment for the Vulcan to organize his thoughts and realize what had happened...

Ah yes... He had been kidnapped once again.

Spock sat up, wary of the lingering effects from his visit with the Malnosso... and looked around for his Journal. Predictably it was laying innocently by his side... illogically he had hoped that it might have been lost. No matter.
Spock reached for it and stopped... realizing that something was wrong with his hand. It was... frozen. His long fingers stuck together, hand in the shape of a loose fist and refusing to move. The Vulcan's eyes widened in surprise as he checked his other hand, finding the exact same thing. What was he going to do? He could barely pick up the journal let alone use it properly.

The Vulcan fumbled with the journal, finally getting it to flop open on in his lap... ]

Greetings. I have been returned from my... visit... with the Malnosso. I require assistance. Is anyone there?

[Action]: Spock can be found in the woods without the use of his hands. He's going to need a lot of help, and Spock's not going to like it.
You can also catch him walking towards his place with his journal held awkwardly between his fists. Approach him if you dare.]

[OOC: When I originally went on Hiatus, I said that Spock was going to be on autopilot, however, I've needed to be away longer than originally planned. It was advised to me that I have Spock mallynapped to excuse him from not knowing everything that's gone down. Apparently I've missed wings... this upsets me greatly. XD]

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Yeah, well, I know what it's like to come out of it, and you more than me. So come on. You need some food, some water, and a good bath. Though... I guess if you can't use your hands we're going to have to work out something about that.

[Spock nearly spluttered at that... He had nearly forgot that part..

...he would need aid in many things.]

C-captain, I am certain that I can bathe by myself..
[Spock, see reason, you can't even take your clothes off by yourself.]

Really? How do you plan to get shampoo into your hair? How do you plan to hold a cloth to wash yourself? Hmm? Tell me that, mister science officer.

[Spock makes a small choking sounds... but stays silent.
Looks like Jim and Spock were going to be forced together once more.

Spock had been trying so hard to give Jim the distance he needed... to just be his First Officer and allow their minds to heal. But it looks as though they weren't allowed that luxury.]

Captain... you have my apologies. I hope that I am not a burden on you.

_{[ He gave a heavy sigh and slapped the other's hip sharply, giving him
a look out of the corner of his eye. ]}

Come on Spock, we're friends. We're always burdens to each other. But, you know, that's how you know you've got a good friend.

Of course.
[Spock murmured something in Vulcan... ]

I must admit that this is relatively new territory for me Captain... There are no 'friends' on Vulcan.
[At least, that's what they would have liked you to think.]

I know your race isn't exactly the most social, but you like being around certain Vulcans over others, right? Those people are called friends, Spock.

_{[ He paused to readjust the other's weight against his shoulder and
then kept going, glad they were on the smoother paths leading into the
village now. ]}

[Spock closes his eyes in slight discomfort... so much touching. The Vulcan isn't used to it.]

I am aware... however you are once again measuring in human terms. Vulcans who are close share a mental affinity for one another, a bond of sorts. To apply a term so casual as 'friend' to that connection is not correct.

[Spock.. was unhappy about something. He was being bitchy.]

Well, you're looking at the term friend kind of loosely. Remember, the human language is a language of layers and context clues, not mathematical meaning.

_{[ He cocked his brow at him, recognizing the attitude, but for the
moment choosing not to make a scene about it as they kept heading for their
home. ]}

So I have become aware.

[Spock seemed to let go of something... and addressed Jim once more.]

Captain, how have you sustained your mental shields in my absence?

_{[ Oh, yeah, those.}

He hadn't. He had forgotten, the presence being faint, not something he had to think about maintaining. With Spock back, well... it wasn't exactly easy. He could already feel a headache coming on. ]

Well... yeah, about those...

[Spock looked at Jim....concern written on his face.]

Jim? Is something wrong?

I haven't exactly been... practicing with them. They've gotten lax since you've been gone so long.

_{[ He grins at him sheepishly. ]}

[Spock stops and regards Jim....his eyes narrowing in suspicion.]

....you are in pain.

It's just a headache Spock. They'll go away once I get the shields back up.

_{[ He shrugged and grinned. ]}

Look, we're almost home.

[Spock opened his mouth... but then shut it again, going very quiet.
The Vulcan had realized that he can't even help Jim with his headache until his hands are back to normal.
Spock stares at his fists with disdain, realizing now more than before how painfully inconvenient this situation was.

Spock only nodded at Jim... It would be good to be home.]

_{[ Kirk got the door open and lead the other in and up, depositing him
on the couch. ]}

Okay... so, you hungry? I'll see if I have any fresh veggies or fruit around. I've been trying to keep them around for Arya, but I guess I'll need to grab some more for you.

[Spock closed his eyes in what might have been frustration.]

I do not require sustenance at this time Captain.
[Jim, you're going to have your work cut out for you.]

_{[ He gave him a withering look. ]}

Don't you dare start lying to me on anything, Spock. But fine, if you don't want to eat, you at least need a bath.

[Spock had opened his mouth to respond but quickly shut it as he looked sharply at his Captain.]

A bath? Of course... excuse me.
[And with that the Vulcan attempts to practically run to the bathroom by himself.]

_{[ Kirk followed at a more leisurely pace, well aware that once the
other was in the bathroom, there wasn't much he could actually do without
some unique uses of parts of his body. ]}

Come on, Spock, at least let me get the bath going for you.

[Spock thought he could escape Jim for a moment... but then he realized that he couldn't even turn the knob for the bath water.
Spock looked... really forlorn for a Vulcan.]

Jim... I have been rendered completely useless.

Yeah, I know, but it's not permanent. Come on, let me in and get the bath ready and you can relax and mull it over while getting yourself clean.

[Spock turns and shoves the door open with his awkward fists... and lets Jim in.
He's not going to even bring up the fact that he can't take off his clothes... he'll bathe with them on.]

_{[ Kirk walks in and goes to the bath, turning on the water, testing it
before he set the plug to fill it up. He got down towels, laying them over
the toilet, and turned back to shut off the water. He looked at Spock,
raising a brow, but they both knew what was going to have to happen. ]}

I'll close my eyes. I've undressed people before in the dark.

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