spohkh | Personal Log #12 - Planning [Video]

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Personal Log #12 - Planning [Video]

[Spock fiddles with the journal for a moment, making certain that the message is broadcast to everyone but Nico Robin.]

Greetings and salutations everyone. It is my hope that everyone has recovered from the latest Malnosso experiment, as from what I heard from others, I do not envy your experiences.
At this time, I find myself with a request for those of you who are familiar with Miss Nico Robin. It has come to my attention that due to recent events, Miss Robin's emotional disposition has greatly suffered, and it is my wish to see it improved. From what I understand of various cultural habits, it is common to utilize various festive activities to improve emotional morale. These activities should consist of conditions that are agreeable to Miss Robin, so if there is anyone who is aware of what Miss Robin enjoys, please inform me as soon as you can.
I am asking for assistance in planning this gathering... I believe the proper term is 'party'? Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated, as well as refraining from telling Miss Robin about this.
The time and location for this gathering will soon be disclosed.

[Spock lifts his hand in a Ta'al.]
Peace and long life.

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[Elizabeth arrives in short order, though she's only in a light sweater--the cold feels more like what she's used to, truth be told.]

[After spotting Spock, Elizabeth hesitates for a moment to be certain she has the right person before just walking up to a stranger. But he's holding what looks like a shirt, and he does look a little stiff. Smiling, she approaches him.]

Mr. Spock?

[Spock inclines his head.]

Miss Elizabeth. It is well to see you in person.
[He opens the door for her, and gestures her inside.]

We may use Room 2 at this time.

Good to see you in person too. Ah, thank you. [She smiles and walks through to Room 2. A little stiff, but polite--which is certainly appreciated after some of the trials she's dealt with in the past few weeks.]

[Elizabeth stands in the middle of the room--it's a little strange to see it without any simulation happening.]

[A blank... greyish room for all to behold. But, to make things more approachable, the Vulcan presses a few buttons on the panel, and they are suddenly standing in a wide, grassy area. The sky is blue, and it looks as if there's no end in sight.

The Vulcan walks over to her, his shirt slung over his arm.]

Is this adequate space?

[Elizabeth jumps a little at the sudden expanse of sky and grass, but she's clearly in awe of it--she's never been in a field so sprawling.]

Oh! Yes, this is plenty of space. Something like this doesn't need much space to begin with. [She holds out her hand for the shirt.] May I?

[Spock hands her the shirt.... but notices a thimble on her pinkie. Curious.]

That is a curious decoration you wear on your hand. Does it mean something significant to you?

[Elizabeth takes the shirt, pausing briefly in surprise at Spock's question. Well, it was a fairly normal question for anyone--no one had really mentioned it before, though.]

I suppose so. I was born with only half of this finger. [She worries the thimble out of habit.] It isn't really pretty to look at, so I cover it with this.

[Spock's brow furrows in thought. That's quite a specific genetic mutation. The likelihood of something that specific is quite slim and very rare.
It was more probable that something altered her form after birth.

No matter.]

Pretty? I never truly understood this concept wishing to hide was is simply apart of your person. The concept is very... human.

[Elizabeth takes a moment to stare, bemused, at Spock for a moment. Then she allows herself to laugh--lightly, not derisively.]

Well I am human, so I guess it makes perfect sense for me to do it. [And seeing as they're pointing physical things about themselves out...] But you're not human, are you? [She smiles, maybe looking a little too thrilled by it, and makes a little hook motion around the shell of her ear to indicate Spock's.]

[Spock quirks a slanted eyebrow, but he looks amused.]

You are correct, I am a Vulcan. However, to say that I am not human is not entirely accurate, my mother was human.

[It was always the ears. This was always an annoyance to Spock, but it had somehow become endearing along the way.]

Well, what a coincidence. I'm pretty sure mine was too. [Not enormously funny, but she thinks it's somewhat clever.]

A Vulcan... I've only heard of Vulcan, of Roman mythology. But I'm not surprised, I'm only from Earth in the year 1912. Are Vulcans from another planet, then?

[Spock's eyes seem to sparkle as he takes out his PADD from his messenger bag and taps a few buttons. Around them, the bright blue sky turns into the black space as night falls on them.
Stars... millions of them shine like jewels.]

40 Eridani A... Vulcan. This is the system in which my planet resides.
[Spock points up at an orange-red like star... in that system is his planet.

But it's not there anymore. Spock let's his hand fall back down to his side.]

[Elizabeth looks up curiously as the sky darkens, but then as the stars start to appear her face lights up as though she's falling in love again. God, she loves stars. So many stars, all around them, not seen through a large window.]

[She turns and looks where Spock is pointing. It's beautiful, that orange-red star.]

And where is Earth's system in relation to... 40 Eridani A?

[Spock enjoys Elizabeth's obvious excitement and curiosity. The images shifts so that they are looking at a 'down' view of the galaxy.]

This is our galaxy... and here is the Alpha quadrant. Here is Earth... and there is Vulcan. The distance is sixteen point four five four light years.
On warp four, it takes approximately twenty minutes to cross the distance between the two systems.

You seen to take great enjoyment in this. Can I properly assume that you are rather fond of stars?

I am. [Elizabeth marvels at the distance. Sixteen point four five four light years. If Elizabeth remembers correctly, the distance is sixteen and a half years of a particle traveling at the speed of light. Amazing. And in Spock's time that distance could be traveled in twenty minutes. If she was anyone else from her time, the idea might have completely overwhelmed her little brain.]

I had a window where I was kept, but the lights from the tower prevented me from seeing many of them. But more than that... before I came here, the biggest adventure I'd ever thought of was traveling to Paris. Can you imagine? Barely halfway around the world. I had never dreamed... that all of this existed...

[Of course, she was from nineteen twelve...]

My apologies Miss Elizabeth. I hope I have not overwhelmed you.

[Then again, it could have been worse. He could have shown her the Enterprise.]

No! [Elizabeth laughs and spins around a little, to take in the other side of the room.] No, this is wonderful! This is beautiful!

[She turns back to Spock.] I just wish I could see it all.

[Spock indicates his Padd...]

In an attempt to occupy my time, I have here programmed every planet, star and nebula that I have come across while serving on the Starship Enterprise. If you wish it, I can give you access to these files so that you can peruse them in this simulation room at your leisure.

[Because Elizabeth's level of curiosity? There was no way he was going to deny her more knowledge.]

Really? [Elizabeth comes very close to Spock, all excitement. It wasn't the real thing, of course, but it might be as close as she could get. And that, in terms of space travel, is enough for her.] I would love that!

Is the Starship Enterprise your, ah, space ship, then? Forgive the simple term...

The term is adequate.

[Spock hesitates for a moment... ]

Would you like to see it? The Enterprise?

[WOULD SHE?]

Yes! Does it look anything like an X-Wing?

[Because she learned how to fly one of those.]

[Spock almost smiled.]

You have been speaking with Mister Skywalker.

[Spock starts to press more buttons on his Padd... because of course he's attached it remotely to the Dome.]

Yes, he was my first introduction to life away from Earth, I confess. [Elizabeth does the smiling, looking curiously at the Padd as Spock presses buttons on it.] He taught me a little bit of flying.

[Leave it to Luke to not hold back, even on a New Feather.]

Considering the time that you are from, I must admit the fact you were able to fly a space craft is very impressive.

[Spock looks up as the image around them changes once more. They are no longer on a dark, grassy plain.... but on the pristine white bridge of the Enterprise.

The viewscreen at the front showed a multitude of stars whizzing by...]

Welcome to my... home.
[Because that's what it was.]

Well, there was a lot of trial and error. [Rough simulation ends...] But I liked it enough to keep...

[Elizabeth trails off as the setting changes and her mouth hangs open. It's like she's in a Jules Verne novel, but so much better. Immediately, she starts looking at the various readouts on the consoles--and of course she can't understand them, but they're interesting nonetheless. And there are lights in the floor and space outside and--]

You live here? [She turns around, spotting what looks like a set of doors.] It's bigger than this. How big is this space ship? [She knows it has to be huge. This is space travel, and there were so many places to sit, everyone had to sleep somewhere.]

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