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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In the library. [because of course she is] Are you sure you'll be alright without your hands? I may take advantage of you.

[Spock sets out towards town at a brisk pace...quirking an eyebrow.]

I believe the phrase 'I will take my chances' may be applied here.
However, I appreciate the concern... You ingenuity has been of great help so far.
[Ooh, a compliment. From a Vulcan no less.]

[she'll receive many more of them, no doubt]

Mm. In any case, I'm glad you've returned, Spock-chan. We have much catching up to do, as they say. I'll require some stories from you.

Require? You may as well say 'demand'. However, I am uncertain that informing you of my captivity will be very enthralling.

[Spock doesn't sound adverse though...
Though he probably bets you would love it if he suggested they go shopping or something...
Not going to happen sister.

The Vulcan is already half-way to town... making good time.]

What of you... perhaps I can 'require' the same thing? I find that if Marco has asked you any important questions recently... I may find myself with an emotional reaction.

Request, then. Don't be so harsh, Spock-chan. We're collecting memories of Luceti rather than just tales of horror. Though they're very much a part of it.

[she cocks her head at the mention of Marco]

You may ask. And I may tell you. [since this emotional reaction is something to look forward to]

Collecting stories for what purpose? We are not left with them in the end. [Spock continues to walk... and hesitates for a moment.]

To borrow a Terran euphemism, will there be wedding bells in your future? [Was he teasing? Perhaps.]

We are not, but others who come here are. Perhaps reading what others have experienced here, both good and bad, will give them hope--or answers.

[as to the second]

I'll answer that when you're sitting beside me. While I'm waiting, would you care for anything to drink?

...Your logic is sound.
[Indeed, it was an admirable goal... rather comforting in a way.

She was going to wait to answer the question? Spock wondered what Robin had to say...

Drink? Oh.]

Preferably something with a straw, unless you are will to assist me. [It was Vulcan for: surprise me.]

I'm sure I can manage that. But I'll have to put your journal away to do so. Can you carry it under your arm?

[Spock looked incredulously at the journal...]

I beg your pardon? Are you implying that you have the ability to 'hand' me a drink while traveling to your location? I had presumed you were asking for an 'order' for when I get there...
[Spock was amazed... could she do that?]

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No, not exactly. I was going to get it for us. Would you rather wait?

Ah... I see.

[Spock was slightly embarrassed, he had made the wrong assumption.]

Very well then, I shall be there momentarily. [Indeed, he could already begin to see the town.]

I'll see you when you arrive then, ne?

[and hands maneuver the journal under his arm and make sure he has it securely before allowing it to shut and the hands burst into petals.

Once Spock reaches the library, hands will open the door for him and others will point the way to where Robin is sitting at a table, with another Robin setting down drinks-- one drink rather fruity looking with an umbrella and a curly straw. The other rather plain. The second Robin smiles at him while bursting into a shower of petals ]

Glad you could make it, Spock-chan.

[Spock inclines his head in greeting.]

Miss Robin, you have my thanks for your assistance. It was greatly appreciated.
[The Vulcan eyes the table... then gives Robin a withering look. He makes a mental note never to ask Robin to 'surprise' him again.
Sitting down, he looks at the fruity drink as if afraid to touch it.]

Miss Robin... does this drink have a name?

Tropical Surprise, I think. [she sips her coffee] It suits you.

[Spock quirks an eyebrow...]

How exactly does a 'Tropical Suprise' suit me?

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Hmm I wonder.

[innocent sip]

At any rate, you had a question?

Indeed. It has been quite some time, but the last I conversed with Marco he had... plans regarding you and him.
Was I wrong?

[Spock hoped he wasn't intruding. He ignores the drink comment for now...taking a small sip of the sweet drink.
hmm.. not bad.]

Well we are engaged if that's what you mean. But we have been for some time now.

[another sip of coffee]

And how is your love life?

Then I extend to you my congratulations.
[Spock was rather pleased that Marco and Robin were together. But then he tilted his head in confusion at her question....]

My...? I do not know what you mean.

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