Personal Log #15 - Fourth Wall

[spohkh]

[Spock can be found mostly hiding out in the Dome. he doesn't really trust the sudden influx of new visitors in Luceti, because it usually means bad news.

This is a catch-all post for Spock~ Approach the Vulcan at your own risk.]

Comments

I regret nothing

[scienceofcourse]

[Oh, he had been waiting for this day, yes. Hours of research, of preparations, of construction. He'd learned so much from his mistakes.

And now he was ready to conquer Luceti- beginning with the deadly nemesis who'd stopped him last time, the accursed Vulcan, Spock!

Weapons and devices clutched in his hand, Insano giggles to himself as he slowly hunts his green-blooded nemesis. This time, victory would be his, thanks to science!]

XD

[spohkh]

[Spock was quietly sitting at his terminal, completely unaware of his plotted doom.
Also, memory of last time? Definitely doesn't have it. Poor Insano, it's hard to come by a proper nemesis these days.]

[scienceofcourse]

[Here! Yes, here, in the big sciency-looking building! Vulcans, he had learned, were a race of science! Surely the Vulcan would be found here! HIS VENGEANCE WAS NEARLY AT HAND!

He stifles another giggle as he slips inside, slowly checking one battledome terminal after another, searching, searching-

Yes! There! With the pointy ears! He slowly raises his SCIENCE LASER, biting the knuckle of his free hand to keep from cackling, but a muffled giggle still manages to slip out.]

[spohkh]

[Spock heard the giggling person come in quite some time ago, and turned around to regard the slightly crazed being with a quirked eyebrow.]

I beg your pardon... do you require assistance?

[scienceofcourse]

"Oh no, Mr. Spock. I require you to die!"

[And cackling madly, he pulls the trigger. SCIENCE LASER GO.]

yip yip yip yip yip yip yip

[glassescorgi]

[Watch your step there, Spock! Else you'll trip over a bespectacled young pup who is currently snacking on a strip of jerky.]

[The aforementioned young pup, of course, looks up at the Vulcan, barking happily before returning to its delicious morsel.]

XD

[spohkh]

[Spock looks down and regards the tiny dog with a quirked eyebrow. He's never seen this dog before...

...or has he?
Crouching down, the Vulcan lifts a hand to pet the dog.] Are you perhaps a being that was recently turned into a canine? I do not understand why a dog would be wearing glasses.

:3

[glassescorgi]

[The dog tilts its head, then slips the glasses off its face and, somehow, straightens the eyewear out on the ground. Then, quite plainly, it sticks a paw through one of the eyeholes.]

[The glasses... don't actually have lenses!]

[Once the pup demonstrates that, it lowers its head to the ground and shuffles the spectacles back onto its muzzle, and nuzzles Spock's hand happily.]

omg so cute~ XD

[spohkh]

[Spock had to remember that leaving your mouth open in public was bad manners.
This dog had fashion sense? Most curious. The Vulcan continues to pet the dog's head, scratching behind his ears. He looks for a collar... does he perhaps belong to anyone?]

'tis the point of the pup! ...outside of dog shenanigans :3

[glassescorgi]

[The pup most likely learned from people on the street, considering the collar it wears has only one word: "Akane". Probably the pup's name!]

[Ooh, ear scratches! Pup likes the ear scratches; don't mind the little paw tapping happily on the ground. Who would leave such a clever pup on her own?]

RAWR

[tailasoldastime]

[Do familiar chimeras count as bad news?

At least, familiar to Spock. Beast seems a little confused at the moment and is wandering close to the walls of the Battle Dome. He is definitely not in Kansas 18th century France anymore, and it's not like he went here often when he was in Luceti anyway.]

<3<3<3<3<3<3

[spohkh]

[Spock had got up to retrieve something when he saw a familiar figure through the window. Grabbing his coat, the Vulcan ventured outside, eyes wide as he saw an old friend.]

Beast! I was not aware you had returned. It is good to see you.

[tailasoldastime]

[Beast will give a sudden jump at the call of his name and immediately step away from the building in utter embarrassment.]

I-I, I, uh, r-returned?

[spohkh]

[There's nothing unusual about the way Beast is asking, so Spock carries on as usual.]

Perhaps you have no memory of being away? No matter, are you injured? [Spock was super happy to see his friend again.... for a Vulcan.]

[tailasoldastime]

In-? N-no, I'm fine, Sp... Spock. [That name. Of course. He was in Luceti when he left.] Spock!

[Well this makes it different, this calls for a move closer.]

action

[kerokerokoga]

[Underneath one of the benches in the far corner of the vending area gleamed a pair of yellow eyes. Veiled in a hood of bubbles, a small blue frog had taken stealing its way through the outskirts of Luceti in what may have been a quest to observe everything.

The frog's gaze lingered on Spock as it watched from afar. That was the wisest course of action.]

Re: action

[spohkh]

[Spock could feel eyes on him...
Looking around for the location he eventually saw a form underneath one of the benches. Tilting his head in confusion, the Vulcan makes his way over. It didn't look like any creature that existed in Luceti.]

Greetings?

action

[kerokerokoga]

[Spotted--!!

Maybe if it stayed still and didn't move, the stranger would realize that he didn't see a little frog trying to be cool.]

Re: action

[spohkh]

[Spock's brows furrow...
What on Andoria is this thing? Was it sick?

Kneeling on the ground, Spock tries to go eye-level with the little... creature.]

Can you speak?

action

[kerokerokoga]

[No, it was blue.

Shaking it's head, the little frog shed it's bubble hood and carefully regarded Spock.]

Kero.

[It croaked, like any frog would.]

[manofpeace]

[Leonardo can help but marvel at the structure around him. It's truly a wonder of engineering, and the machine at the center...with it's moving pictures and all those buttons have truly excited his curiosity.

But then, so has the pointed-eared stranger. Forgive him, Mr. Spock, but he's just a 15th century genius lost in a very not 15th century world. Which means staring]

[spohkh]

[Spock heard someone walking around... but quirks an eyebrow when they seem to stop behind him. Turning in his chair, Spock regards the very interestingly dressed individual.
He seems lost.]

Greetings... may I help you?

[manofpeace]

[He gives a start and takes a step back, looking somewhat embarrassed.]

Ah, yes...forgive me. I just could not help but notice your ears. Are they indigenous to the people of this land?

[spohkh]

Negative, I am not human, but Vulcan.

[Spock tilts his head in curiosity at the man. He looks human, the clothes that he wears though looks like something from 15th century earth.]

I am Spock, who are you?

[manofpeace]

Vulcan?

[Eyes wide, he blinks. Vulcan? A race tied to the old Roman god?]

I am Leonardo, signore, Leonardo da Vinci. And I am afraid I am unfamiliar with Vulcans, save for in classical tales. Are you related to them?