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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~]

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Master Spock?! ( The blood scares her and she peers down at her journal, expression pale with anxiety and fear. ) You haven't been gone that long. The last time I spoke to you was less than a month ago.

Where are you? I can help you to the clinic.

[Spock blinked, taking a moment to be surprised at the appearance of Padme's face.]

I am by the fountain in the town square. I would very much appreciate your assistance.

[It was good to see a familiar face.]

( As if she could let someone as kind as him remain unaided! She gathers some bandages and puts them in a bag. )

I'll be there shortly. ( And, true to her word, she arrives by the fountain, moving towards him at a quick stride. ) What happened?

[Spock was impressed with her haste.]

I was taken out of Luceti and returned to my own universe. I was there for almost an entire year before being brought back.

[Spock has no choice but to wipe the blood from his face with his sleeve.] I had an altercation with a war criminal. It was a very inconvenient time to be brought back.

( She is pretty light on her feet when she wants to get somewhere quickly. Pulling out a bandage, she hands it to him to hopefully help stop the bleeding. )

It...almost doesn't seem possible, but... ( It is possible. Time flows so strangely in Luceti. ) Then you are lucky to be alive.

Unfortunately, I cannot say the same for my Captain. [The Vulcan gratefully takes the bandage, holding it to his split lip.]

I'm sorry. ( She rests a hand on his shoulder. ) Is it possible that your Captain could come here? ( If only she had made the connection between him and Kirk. ) Can you walk?

I have discovered that in Luceti, anything is possible. [But Spock wouldn't get his hopes up. He could run into an alternate time line Jim, but know that whenever Spock returned home... his Captain would still be dead.]

I can walk... [Barely. He's a little weak now that the high is done from his fight. It took almost everything he had.]

_{[ He had the journal open almost constantly. He was confined to bed, and he could little argue with that even though he hated it with a passion. If nothing else, he could listen and talk while he slept - a lot more than he thought he would. But they said you needed lots of sleep when you were sick, and sleeping dulled the constant ache of his body.

When he heard Spock's voice he jerked, scrambling for the journal, ignoring the stutters of pain from the sudden movements. He would need to work that out soon, ask someone to help with some physical therapy probably. Had he atrophied at all? He hoped not. ]}

Spock? Spock, you damn elf, where have you been?

[Spock stilled... he couldn't dare hope that this was his Jim necessarily. It almost physically hurt to hear that voice after watching him die.]

Jim? What is your location?

The clinic, forced bed rest.

_{[ He wanted to say so many things, but he couldn't right now. Not yet.
Not over the air where everyone could hear. What did Spock know? Had he
gone home too? By the sounds of it, he had, or been off somewhere else. A
mission maybe? God this was headache inducing. ]}

I will be there momentarily.

[Spock shut the journal and ran to the clinic. It didn't matter if he didn't have any energy left, he needed to assure himself of his Captain's safety.
Reaching the clinic, the Vulcan skittered to a stop where Jim rested.]

Captain.

[Don't mind the green blood on his face.]

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_{[ He looked over at him and his mouth quirked up. He was laying down
in his bed, dressed in a sheet and comfortable, loose clothes. He had been
properly shaved and his hair cut, bathed, and given the first solid food in
he didn't know how long. He assumed he'd been on an IV drip diet when he
was out. ]}

Hey. Look like you've seen a ghost.

[That's not far from the truth, but Spock would never admit that out loud. Hesitantly, he steps forward and sits down by Jim's bed....]

What happened Jim? [Why the hell are you like this? But, he would never ask it like that.]

I... don't know.

_{[ He had hoped Spock would know, but that didn't seem to be forth
coming, did it. He gulped, looking away, trying to hide the tremors that
passed through him. ]}

Honestly, I... didn't think I'd ever wake up, Spock. I was so sure... I felt it, there, back then...

_{[ God, please know what he meant Spock, please understand what he had
asked of you, the thing you couldn't grant and the kindness you had given
him in the moments he thought his last. ]}

Spock??

[Saleh hears a familiar voice and immediately feels the need to assist. It's his duty after all.]

Where are you?

[Spock didn't understand. For all he knows, Jim could have died and then was transported here. Like Padme, or Clove, or countless other residents who are sent here. But one thing was for certain, Spock now knew that he was talking to a Jim from his timeline.]

Felt what? What is the last thing you remember? [He had to know...]

[Spock almost breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of a familiar face.]

Mister Saleh. I am by the fountain in the town square. Do you know how long I have been absent from Luceti?

_{[ No one was around. It made Kirk edgy, but the nurse or doctor or whatever would pass by or sit out in the hall at a desk and he was comforted by their sight. The voices and words on the journal helped too, kept him from screaming or wanting to crawl of his skin or panic.

And now Spock was here. God, Spock was here and he felt himself breaking all over again, felt himself trapped in that chamber, felt the darkness creeping in and the numbing coldness as his body shut down. ]}

I asked... I asked you how not to feel... because I was so scared, Spock. I was terrified. I needed you to make it stop.

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[Spock shifts his weight so that he's sitting on the bed and gingerly reaches out to Jim. His desire is to draw him close... comfort him in some way, but his movements are awkward at best.]

Jim... I am sorry.

I'm sorry...I was not even aware that you were gone.

[At least the location was a near and relatively safe one.]

The fountain. I'll be there shortly.

[Gathering up his staff and tomes, Saleh will head to the fountain as quickly as possible.]

Spock? You're...injured? What has happened?

I was involved in a rather... heated altercation with a war criminal. [If Saleh didn't notice him leave, then surely he hasn't been gone long. Maybe his lab was still in his house? He would have to check.

He eyed the mage... did he posses healing powers?]

Have you seen Captain Kirk?

Captain Kirk? I've never met him. Was he here before?

[He looks over the Vulcan's injuries.]

I see...just relax, and I'll heal you.

[Thus he hovers the orb of his staff over Spock's body. The orb begins to glow blue, releasing the soothing glow of healing magic.]

[This was a curious sensation... He could feel his injuries being healed, but his anxiety did not lessen.

If he was human, he might be having a panic attack right about now. But, as it is, he looks mildly concerned.]

Thank you.

_{[ He got control of himself, shoved down the panic and the fear and the tears that threatened to burst forth. He was an emotional wreck and who could blame him? Not that he wanted to show it or admit it. ]}

It's okay, Spock.

_{[ It wasn't, and it was. Spock had been there in his final moments and that had meant everything to him. He had not passed into the dark alone, even if he had been terrified at the time.

Without thinking he shifted his hand, taking Spock's and holding it lightly. ]}

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