Personal Log #14 - Action/Not an Elf

[spohkh]

[Why did he agree to do this? Well, he knows why he agreed to this, but the logical question would be why was he still in this illogical costume?
In the early evening, the Vulcan can be found walking through the village of Luceti wearing a very festive green and read elf costume, complete with a pointed hat and shoes. The hat even had a bell on it.
Spock's expression didn't exactly reflect the festive outfit he wore though, and if anything, it looked as though there should be a dark cloud following the Vulcan around. Approach him if you dare as he runs various errands at the grocery store, items shop, then finally the Dome.
Yes ladies and gentlemen, the Vulcan has become an elf for the season as a favour for a certain Captain.]

Comments

[complicatedliar]

It's the bit that involves public humiliation.

[spohkh]

You are implying that I enjoy it?

[Have the most incredulous of quirked eyebrows.]

[complicatedliar]

No. That someone else is.

[spohkh]

[If Spock was at all human, he might have flung his arms up into the air in absolute exasperation. But as it was he merely glared at the God... because dammit he was right.]

I do not understand why humans must relate almost everything to sex. It was a gift, nothing more.
[Okay, Spock might be getting flustered.]

[complicatedliar]

[His eyebrow curves up.] Have we forgotten my base inhumanity?

[spohkh]

Excuse me then for giving you the benefit of the doubt.

[See, Spock is getting better at sarcasm.]

[complicatedliar]

Please. If it is so easy to catch, perhaps I ought to wash my hands more.

[spohkh]

[Spock tilted his head...]

Have you been informed that you are quite intolerable?

[complicatedliar]

More often it's that I'm quite handsome. I think you got it wrong. [This is like music to his ears.]

[spohkh]

Aesthetics has nothing to do with your deplorable personality. [Compliment maybe?]

[complicatedliar]

Charm such as mine requires decoration.

[spohkh]

Believe me when I say that your nature requires no further ornamentation.

[What is this even...]

[complicatedliar]

Oh, but surely the most ill-tempered peacocks have the nicest plumage.

[spohkh]

[Spock glared...] No wonder you and my Captain get along so well.

[complicatedliar]

[He laughs...then reaches out and lightly flicks a frilly bit on the costume.] We have similar senses of humor at times.

[spohkh]

[Spock's shoulders slump in defeat... Just what he needed, a magical version of his Captain.]

I would argue that it is more than just a sense of humour that you share.

[complicatedliar]

A penchant for sadistic glee?

[spohkh]

[Spock made a gesture with his hand to 'keep going'....]

[complicatedliar]

Well, I am far prettier than him, but it isn't his fault he's only mortal.

Mmm...an adoration of diabolical jokes?

[spohkh]

[Spock smirks.] Your vanity knows no bounds. Perhaps it should be you wearing this outfit.

[complicatedliar]

[Loki smirks.] Someone would have to be clever enough to trick me in to it first.

[spohkh]

I believe anyone can be persuaded. [Spock himself is a prime example. Everyone has their weak points.]

[complicatedliar]

I've yet to meet anyone so persuasive who wasn't me.

[spohkh]

Then I look forward to the day that you do. [Spock smirked as he bowed his head.]

As much as I enjoy our conversations, I must depart. Until next time, Mister Loki. Perhaps I will be wearing something more suitable.

[complicatedliar]

Unlikely, considering the company you keep.