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"An act of faith." First Officer; U.S.S. Enterprise. Indie Spock #commandcrspock

[not-my-fathers-son]

Jim rolled his eyes a bit. He didn’t even fully plan things out when they beamed down to a planet. He certainly wasn’t going to start planning out his entire career when he was barely two years into his captaincy. He raised an eyebrow at Spock’s calculations, getting a feeling that perhaps his coldness when talking about the subject had something to do with the impending breakup. “Trouble in paradise, huh? Well, best of luck. And if it doesn’t work out, well I’m sure there’s always other people.” Jim suggested, shrugging. 

[commandcrspock-blog]

"Yes, that's true, but it is hardly the ideal solution," Spock remarked with a small, reluctant nod. "I do not find relationships to be so easily...replaceable, as some humans might." Especially one of the nature he shared with Nyota, even if it was not evident from his tone. Spock found Jim's casual suggestion of finding someone else to be peculiar, much in the same way as Jim might find his lack of emotional response somewhat strange. He moved another piece, the board still balanced in either favor. 

[willnotdespair-deactivated20150]

+Space Nannies

[commandcrspock-blog]

"Those two thing do seem to go hand in hand more often than not," Megan shrugs. "Excitement and danger are not strangers to each other. I just wish they didn’t get together so often."

"It’s not all fun and games in the diplomacy world either," she shakes her head."Then tension gets to be so high some times. You’re either dealing with people who are extremely volatile and hostile, or cargo that’s volatile and or hostile.”

"You have a brother? I had no idea," she blinks."Well, he must have done something worse than starting a food fight to get himself exiled.”

[commandcrspock-blog]

Spock nods, watching many of the people leave in groups, now that the hour was growing later.  "Violence and hostility are often what makes diplomacy necessary. I would assume that the majority of your missions come with some measure of excitement, if we are to abide by that definition. Though dangerous cargo..." he pauses briefly. "There must be a few specific incidences behind that," he prompts. Spock simply offers a dismissive look, which may be the Vulcan equivalent of a shrug. "A half-brother, to be specific. And yes, his quarrels were not often resolved with food."

[commandcrspock-blog]

     "Computer, activate the Emergency Medical Holographic program."

[forevertheforeigner-deactivated]

She followed the vulcan, slightly frustrated at his words as her speed matched his and she blocked his path, coming to stand in front of him angrily.  "In the end it will not matter whether or not you made a logical decision or an illogical one!  Let me come with you!  I do not care if you believe it will be risky, and that my life will be at stake, because it does not matter.  I have endured much pain in my life already, and I wish you not to go through such.  Do you want others to be in grief at your loss?" She stated, brows furrowing together. Her white irises studied his face, which was void of emotion, before turning to the direction he had been going, and continuing up that path.  Nova turned her head over her shoulder.  "I am coming.  There is no yes or no."

[commandcrspock-blog]

Spock stopped abruptly, a flash of disapproval darkening his eyes. Time was a commodity they could not afford to spare and this stop and go routine was taking away precious time from what needed to be done. It would do not good to cite regulationnow or threaten her with a formal reprimand. Such guidelines were rarely heeded in these situations. He could only accept that she was again out of his way and continued briskly on her heels, despite that he was clearly annoyed with her behavior. "If someone has endured pain previously, that does not make it more suitable to inflict more. I prefer devising a plan which is least likely to result in any injuries or casualties, to myself or others. Offering yourself up as a potential sacrifice is highly unnecessary and your misconduct could prove to be an unnecessary risk for us both." Spock informed sharply. The corridors were most sufficiently empty, only the occasional ensign rushing past, heading toward the shuttlebay in the opposite direction.

[not-my-fathers-son]

With any other opponent, Jim would have taken the lack of reaction to mean that he had purposely left his bishop undefended. But then again, this was Spock. He could have been panicking on the inside for all he knew. Probably not, though. His first officer probably had this entire game planned out in his mind. “Well,” he shook his head. “Enough talking about that stupid test. I hated it enough when I was a cadet. I haven’t grown any fonder for it. And I’m still far too young to be talking about being an admiral or whatever.”

"What about you and Uhura? Is that still a thing?" he asked. Quickly, he added, "I mean, if you don’t mind me asking." It was a relationship he really couldn’t have seen coming, especially since just a little while ago, Spock was still Uhura’s professor. Still, he certainly wasn’t about to judge them for breaking the rules. He had a record a mile long. He’d just always expected someone like Spock to be squeaky clean.

[commandcrspock-blog]

Spock was content to let the subject of the Kobayashi Maru drop, giving a nod of consent. He did not think Jim's fondness for the incident would grow, but it appeared he still refused to see the merit of the test as well. It was pointless to continue debating the matter, as it was now a nonissue. "Career planning should be anticipated in the long-term, but if you insist," Spock remarked. Jim had a number of commendations and broken records that would easily set him apart, as well as the public's favor. Even at his age, Spock did not consider it an unthinkable possibility.   The inquiry is not objectionable. However, Lieutenant Uhura and I are currently in the process of resolving a disagreement. There is only a 46.4% chance that it will lead to a permanent termination of the relationship," Spock informed, as if the matter meant very little to him beyond crunched numbers, catching himself doing precisely one of the things which had lead to said disagreement. Regardless, he refocused his attention on the next move and took Jim's pawn. 

[willnotdespair-deactivated20150]

+Space Nannies

[commandcrspock-blog]

"I’m glad humans are an acceptable level of ‘weird’ for you," Megan chuckles."And i’m glad you’re enjoying the 5-year mission. That must be something else——we just do the peace missions and ambassadorial missions near earth. It’s always nice when the diplomacy goes through, but tensions get pretty high when two sides use the ship as a ‘neutral ground’ so to speak.”

"You wouldn’t say that probably because you don’t have a weird uncle," if anything, Spock was probably the "weird uncle" the Vulcan-human hybrid that he is."I’ve got two of those. Thanksgiving is always an event when the family gets together—and it resulted in a food fight. Twice.”

[commandcrspock-blog]

"It is...fascinating," Spock concedes, parroting her "Vulcan" terminology from earlier. "However, when things are exciting, it can be assumed something has gone amiss, The majority of the time is spent in travel and survey. It is a long amount of time to spend on a ship, most would prefer diplomacy close to Earth, such as your missions." Spock considers briefly if he ever did have a "weird" uncle in the literal sense. The majority of his family and relatives are dead, but to his memory, they majority of them were extremely well-disciplined. He does find one comparison, however. "I may have a 'weird' brother," Spock remarks. "I do not know that he ever initiated a fight with food, but he did end up exiled from the planet," he reflects aloud. 

[scottyout-blog-blog]

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[willnotdespair-deactivated20150]

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STER TRUK

[not-my-fathers-son]

Jim noticed one of Spock’s bishops free for taking and, after checking quickly to see if there was any sort of set up, he sent his knight up to take it. He was almost sure that had been Spock’s intention with leaving the bishop open, but he was willing to give up a few pieces and lose the first few games to learn how Spock played and if there were any strategies he favored while playing. 

"Neither was yours. Just had to go about it a different way." he said, smirking at what he interpreted as Spock yielding just a bit. "Well, maybe someday when I’m old and grey and have nothing better to do but spend my days at the Academy teaching or something, I’ll be sure to train up our future Captains so they don’t just sit back and give up." Jim said. 

[commandcrspock-blog]

Spock looked indifferent to the claiming of the bishop, clearly not surprised, and he made no obvious move to capitalize on avenging it or taking advantage of Jim's taking it. He put down his next piece, simply moving one space to the next, willing to expend a few of his own to get his pieces in the location he desired. His offensive strategy was not yet in play, but he was already calculating the minimum number of moves in which the game could be won. "I do not know that such a quality can be taught, though I believe you would make a sufficient instructor. Given your current record and commondations, however, it is not unthinkable that you will eventually make admiral; a teaching career may not be in your path, unless you would prefer that to fleet command. However, as you have noted, I have been wrong before." 

[willnotdespair-deactivated20150]

+Space Nannies

[commandcrspock-blog]

"So you can see why some times it feels like there’s a need for a ‘mom’ then? Or dads, dads, moms, weird cousins, uncles, brothers in law and all that," she shrugs. "A hodgepodge is what it is. Yet some how, it’s a family. I love that. How the circumstances help people bond like that. One of the ways that the universe is wonderfully mysterious."

Megan nods along with Spock’s words. “Yeah,” she lets out a laugh”Humans are weird, let me tell you. I won’t be the first to say it or that last, but I don’t think anyone is prepared to deal with the bunch of weirdos that we are.”

[commandcrspock-blog]

Spock's expression shifts slightly, at the mention of strange and obscure relatives having their place among crew relationships as well, not simply maternal or paternal, but he finds no cause to object to that idea, either. He has seen such relationships among crew members himself.  "Yes, even if I would not have put it in exactly those terms, the concept is the same. It is beneficial, and almost unavoidable," he agrees. "A 5-year mission makes a starship feel like home, it is only natural that shipmates become like family.  "  He shakes his head briefly, though he does look somewhat amused, as much as his stoic expressions allow. "If that were completely true, most of our diplomatic missions would not be as-- surprisingly-- successful as they are. Humans are an acceptable level of 'weird.'" 

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[forevertheforeigner-deactivated]

At the Vulcan's words, Nova clenched her jaw, humanities stubbornness beginning to show in her own persona.  She stepped forwards, a more direct position with the high ranking man before her. "I must go with you Mr. Spock...there are people who care for you, who shall grieve if you presence was to be terminated." Her metallic voice spoke sternly, eyes staring straight into his.  "I have not been so lucky...I will go with you, and if a life is to be taken, it will be mine, not yours.  Such a refusal would be illogical." Her words added, slicing through the alarms which sounded throughout the ship.  

[commandcrspock-blog]

There was very little time to argue the matter. Looking away, Spock stepped past Nova and continued to move through the failing ship, even as he spoke briskly. "On the contrary, logic demands that as your superior officer it is my duty to see to your safety and the safety of this crew. Allowing you to accompany me would be an irresponsible risk to your life that cannot be justified by any outlying variables. No life is worth more than another. Report to the shuttle bay immediately, that is an order." There was little Spock could do presently to force her to comply; security would be overseeing the evacuation process as well as evacuating themselves.

[not-my-fathers-son]

Jim  shook his head as he played move for move with Spock. It hadn’t gotten to any interesting bits yet, but he could tell that eventually it would. They were as close in playfing fields as they could possibly be., which made for an interesting change of pace on Jim’s part. 

"Nope. It was totally a cheat. There’s no such thing as a no win scenario, Sock. I thought I taught you that in our last little adventure. Didn’t you say that, statisticallye only had like… a four percent chance of succeeding? And look at that, we ended up saving the world." he pointed out. "There’s always a way out of a problem. You’ve just gotta think outside of the box."

[commandcrspock-blog]

Spock watched Jim's moves carefully, now that their moves were beginning to intersect and move past the pawn stage. Despite the careful calculation he played with, it never took him more than a second to make each move. Between his turns, however, his gaze lingered on Jim. The man had a point, illogical and unaccountable as it may have been. Much of what had occurred on their last mission was simply in the realm of being statistically unlikely. "A four-percent chance is not no chance and therefore not a no-win scenario," Spock still objected but he did look somewhat convinced. "No matter your personal views, the majority of Captains will not share that mentality and therefore must be tested for their ability to maintain control when they are faced in a scenario that has no immediately obvious conclusion. The test was not a cheat." He would stand by that point, at least. "However, your outlook does have merit."

[willnotdespair-deactivated20150]

+Space Nannies

[commandcrspock-blog]

"Eh," she simply shrugs and goes back to her drink for the moment. "It’s what I do, it’s what I’ve always done, I am space mom, plain and simple. I just want them to stay out of trouble when they can, put on a good face, don’t be an idiot. Sure, if they get hurt on missions and stuff, I get mad or upset, but it’s part of the job. These people are family to me, and I want them to be around for a while."

"Emotionless synonyms for awkward then?" Megan questions.

"You Vulcans are an interesting bunch, I gotta say," she pauses to bite her lip."I read a book about Vulcans before I took my exams for the academy. I was falling asleep half the time cause it was a late night read to help me sleep, but I remember thinking——what’s the word you would use? ‘Fascinating’." 

[commandcrspock-blog]

"It is a noble ambition," Spock decides, "and no doubt valuable to the young crew members whom it serves. When I first joined Starfleet, I believed that professionalism and routine were the necessities by which a starship can function most successfully. In service, however, it appears that I miscalculated. You are correct in that a crew does become a family, and their well-being paramount." There is a flicker of consideration as she terms it "emotionless synonyms," but he cannot contest that yes, that it what they are, and nods his agreement. "Many races do seem so, when studied from a distant vantage point. I felt the same about humans, and often still do. Though no amount of studying human culture truly prepared me for being immersed in it." He glances around pointedly, this place clearly an example of the differences in their species. 

[not-my-fathers-son]

Jim watched him move his piece and then moved another of his own, knowing that he didn’t stand much of a chance of winning, but ddeciding to give it his best, either way. After all, he won most of the times he played back home, so losing to someone who’s entire species was vastly more intelligent wouldn’t be much of a blow to his ego. 

"It sort of does. I mean, Vulcans are known for being geniuses." he pointed out, shrugging. Jim smirked, shaking his head. "Your test doesn’t count. It was a cheat on your part. I just leveled the playing field." he said, adamant in his belief that what he’d done with the Kobayashi Maru had been in the right. "I’m going to take that statistic as a compliment." he added, chuckling. 

[commandcrspock-blog]

Spock did not entirely understand Jim's logic, as his aptitude tests had also revealed a genius-level intellect, despite Jim's own lack of Vulcan heritage. The matter was not pressed. He simply continued to play, deciding it would be more efficient to rely on results rather than argue the fact before he had evidence to support his claim.  "My test was not a cheat. The way the Kobayashi Maru test is passed is not determined by the outcome of the scenario, but rather how the scenario is handled by the commanding officer. It is indeed possible to pass or fail the test, though the scenario itself is unable to be won, excepting cases of misconduct." He paused briefly, supposing even a statistic could be interpreted as flattering. "That is not how it was intended, but if you so choose."