spohkh | 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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I don't know...back home I was almost always alone. [Except for when he had to go make trips to kill a hundred or so people and take their souls..] And everyone thought I was scary back home...that's why I was in a cell.

...Why aren't you scared of me?

[Spock considered his words before he spoke..]

In some cases, being 'scared' is a state of mind in reaction to the unknown... the unfathomable. I believe individuals are frightened of certain things because that they do not know them.

I believe that if you allow others to get to know you, they will not be scared of you. I am not frightened of you because I see a being who wants to be accepted... and I cannot fault you for that.

But...can't people be afraid of things they know? I know people who are scared of snakes, but they know what they are. [That's a question that pretty much goes back to his childhood. He knows what bunnies are, but he's freaked out by them!]

But I'm not that good at talking to people.

As I said, one type of fear is the fear of the unknown. However, fear can be the by-product of many things, whether it be danger, disgust, nervousness, distrust...
But I feel that non of these things apply to you.

Social interaction comes with practice.. you are talking with me right now, and I believe you are doing rather well.

[Spock gives Crona a small smile.]

I used to be dangerous...[Now that he thinks about it.]

But I've known you for a while...other people are harder to talk to.

[That smile only gets a neutral face. But it's better than the frown he usually has.]

Can you honestly not think of one other person in Luceti that you can easily talk to?

[Spock knew that there had to be more than one person... If there wasn't, Spock could find Crona some friends.]

A girl named Konan...but she doesn't know about my black blood...

I know Miss Konan... do you think she would be truly bothered if she knew about you?

[Spock wanted Crona to have hope.... just one small piece of hope.]

Maybe it wouldn't...she's never looked at me like I'm strange...

[Actually, she has the same neutral face most of the time.]

I have it in good confidence that she would accept you for who you are.

[Indeed, Konan had her own abilities that she was wary to share with others.]

You must give yourself a chance... Think of Luceti as practice in social behaviour.

I don't talk about it very much though.

[It's come out randomly in a conversation, but otherwise, he's quiet about it.]

I do...I go outside sometimes.

You could always make a goal in going out more than you do now.

[Spock gave Crona a warm look, then started to walk once more.... but continued to talk.]

May I inquire as to your age?

I don't know what to do outside.

Uhm...I think I'm close to fifteen? [Birthdays were never a big thing in his life...]

Then it should prove interesting to discover what it is you like to do outside.

[Discovery was always enjoyable, right?

Also, preaching to the choir... Vulcans didn't celebrate birthdays either.]
I see... I must admit that you are quite mature for your age. Not many youth I know that are your age can handle as much as you seem to on a daily basis.

How do I do that?

[If he's outside, he's usually just standing in one place...and not even by the middle of town.]

That's just how I grew up...I wasn't treated as a kid for very long. And I got in trouble when I started crying, or wouldn't do something..

In... whatever way that feels right.

[Spock makes a noncommittal noise.]

It would seem that we have more in common than I had originally realized. As a Vulcan there was no 'play' and any emotional outbursts was met with punishment.
Like you I am only now attempting to figure out what to do in social situations with other humans.

[Wow, someone like him...somewhat at least.]

Why are you just learning now? [From what he can see, Spock is much older than him.]

[Spock quirks an eyebrow...]

Because it was only a recent revelation... and it is never too late to learn.
[Spock's not that old.]

I have been removed from human interactions for quite some time. It was not until my home was destroyed that I had to rely on my more.... human qualities and learn how to be human.

[Crona has no idea what to say about his home being destroyed...he's not even sure there is anything to say...]

You seem to act like a human already.. [From what he can tell.]

[Spock's lips quirk in a small smile...]

Fascinating... I am uncertain if I should take that as an insult or compliment.
[Dry humour Vulcan joke....bear with it.
Spock turns to Crona.]

However, I thank you.

...That can be taken as an insult? [Crona doesn't get humor or sarcasm..]

It can be if you have spent nearly all your life attempting to become everything that a human is not.

[It's okay, Spock's still only just getting the hang of jokes...]

Why would someone not want you to act human?]

My father is a full-blooded Vulcan... and it was his wish that I follow the Vulcan way of life.
To be 'human' in this sense would be to give in to emotion... the antithesis of the Vulcan way of life.

However... my mother was human, making me the first ever Human-Vulcan hybrid. Therefore my penchant for expressing emotion is a more frequent occurrence in comparison with other Vulcans.

That must be hard...and confusing.

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