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Personal Log #13 - Return [Video/Action]
[As the lights from the transporter beam dissipates, the Vulcan sways as he takes in the rather unexpected surroundings. There was one obvious conclusion:
This was not the Enterprise.
The Vulcan's mind buzzes with questions: Where was he? Where was Khan? Did he escape? Did the transporter malfunction? Did Nyota make it back to the Enterprise? The whole fight with the war criminal Khan seemed like a dream, an emotionally hazy, anger filled dream. Memories he didn't have for a whole year came flooding back, and he knew, he knew where he was now. This wasn't a trick of the mind, he was really back in this place.
Luceti...
An entire year later and he was brought back again at the most ill-conceived time. His Captain... his friend was dead and Khan's blood could supposedly bring him back to life? Certainly he had believed Nyota's words, but there was no concrete evidence given to him, and now he'll never know.
Spock looked around in quiet desperation, his brows furrowed with a rare vulnerability showing on his face. He shifted his back... yes, of course, there were the wings, sensitive as he remembered from his first days here in this infuriating place. The journal, his name embossed in gold gleamed in the sunlight, as if mocking him... but that was illogical. Bending at the waist, Spock picked up the journal, allowing its weight in his hand to remind him of the reality of the situation.
Green blood splattered on the journal as he opened it, he needed to see who was still here. The Vulcan breathed, wiping the strange coloured blood from the side of his mouth... and then opened his mouth to speak.]
Greetings residents of Luceti, I am Spock. I have been gone for approximately eleven point three months, however, considering the paradox of time that Luceti resides in, I do not know how long I have actually been away from here. If there is anyone still here that I know, information would be appreciated.
[Spock pauses to wipe more blood from his mouth.] I also require medical assistance.
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[Spock finds his way to the clinic so that his injuries can be seen to. Later, he can be found at the Dome, reorienting himself to Luceti and making sure his program files are still there, although he's only been gone a few days. In the evening Spock can be found around House #2, sitting on the porch with his Lyre, tired but amenable to talk.]
[ooc: Spock's been out of Luceti for just over two days, but if you've seen the movie Star Trek: Into Darkness, you'll know that Spock has been gone for about a year. The moment he's brought into Luceti is just as he is beamed back onto the ship after beating the crap out of Khan with Uhura's assistance. So have a beaten up Vulcan who's worried about his dead Captain. Cheers~]
This was not the Enterprise.
The Vulcan's mind buzzes with questions: Where was he? Where was Khan? Did he escape? Did the transporter malfunction? Did Nyota make it back to the Enterprise? The whole fight with the war criminal Khan seemed like a dream, an emotionally hazy, anger filled dream. Memories he didn't have for a whole year came flooding back, and he knew, he knew where he was now. This wasn't a trick of the mind, he was really back in this place.
Luceti...
An entire year later and he was brought back again at the most ill-conceived time. His Captain... his friend was dead and Khan's blood could supposedly bring him back to life? Certainly he had believed Nyota's words, but there was no concrete evidence given to him, and now he'll never know.
Spock looked around in quiet desperation, his brows furrowed with a rare vulnerability showing on his face. He shifted his back... yes, of course, there were the wings, sensitive as he remembered from his first days here in this infuriating place. The journal, his name embossed in gold gleamed in the sunlight, as if mocking him... but that was illogical. Bending at the waist, Spock picked up the journal, allowing its weight in his hand to remind him of the reality of the situation.
Green blood splattered on the journal as he opened it, he needed to see who was still here. The Vulcan breathed, wiping the strange coloured blood from the side of his mouth... and then opened his mouth to speak.]
Greetings residents of Luceti, I am Spock. I have been gone for approximately eleven point three months, however, considering the paradox of time that Luceti resides in, I do not know how long I have actually been away from here. If there is anyone still here that I know, information would be appreciated.
[Spock pauses to wipe more blood from his mouth.] I also require medical assistance.
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[Spock finds his way to the clinic so that his injuries can be seen to. Later, he can be found at the Dome, reorienting himself to Luceti and making sure his program files are still there, although he's only been gone a few days. In the evening Spock can be found around House #2, sitting on the porch with his Lyre, tired but amenable to talk.]
[ooc: Spock's been out of Luceti for just over two days, but if you've seen the movie Star Trek: Into Darkness, you'll know that Spock has been gone for about a year. The moment he's brought into Luceti is just as he is beamed back onto the ship after beating the crap out of Khan with Uhura's assistance. So have a beaten up Vulcan who's worried about his dead Captain. Cheers~]
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Let me tell you this- before I arrived here, the planet Earth and the rest of the universe was in danger of annihilation because of our misuse of such a power. I'm just doing you a favor by speaking from experience. And you know how much I don't like doing other people favors.
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...disappointing.
[Spock was tired. He didn't like Vegeta's lack of faith, nor his face right now. Maybe he was looking for comfort in the wrong places here.]
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Anyway, if that's the case, your Kirk will be fine. It's as I said. He's alive now, and when you return home, he'll most likely be revived if what you say is true. I'd be more concerned if I were you if he were to die here, because you know here it can become permanent, given the worst scenario.
[Having the dragon balls really kills the sense of the permanency of death.]
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Perhaps you are correct. However, I have never once heard of a scenario where death in Luceti was permanent... only that they were 'sent home'. Where did you gain this knowledge?
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All I've been told is the Third Party has ways around it. But a few months ago I was shown a journal entry from years back of the very ritual being performed on a man that ended his life. It was grotesque, and that's putting it lightly. I'll show it to you, if you think you can handle it.
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This is... disturbing. However, it proves nothing. [Spock's going to be stubborn about this.]
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[He opens his journal to yet another bookmarked page, showing Spock this transmission, regarding the shaman who help the Third Party keep the dead just that- dead.]
Re: [Action] It's arguing with a brick wall, you'd better give up~ XD
You refuse to see a differing point of view. This world we exist on, in which Luceti resides is not temporal, it never was. For all we know it does not exist at all. How can we claim that 'death' here follows the same rules as they do in our own universes?
[Spock has seen all of these posts... all of these posts and more. But it truly does not matter anymore.]
[Action] It's Vegeta, do you think he ever gives up
[Dying sucks. Trust him.]
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In an out of character gesture, he runs his hand through his hair.]
Safe... that is an illusion. [Spock's shoulders slump in defeat.]
I am emotionally compromised. I should retire for the evening...
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[There's no time to dwell. A hard fact he's learned over his life.]
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Until next we meet, Prince Vegeta...[Spock starts to hobble off.]
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Until next time!]