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[deltadestined]

@illusionprotected​ “How long are you going to stand there?”

“I’m not sure,” Chris answers, 

He knows, logically, that it’s not real. He’d been preparing himself for that when he was sure Spock was bringing him here. Yet, it feels like he’s standing. He can look down and see his legs beneath him. He can move and speak and the pain he knows must still be there is absent.

In the years since he last saw her, he’s been trying to find a way to do something for her, but it’s not until now that he feels he’s beginning to understand her. Beginning to understand what she’s been through.

He should have done more.

To even have these thoughts is dangerous. He knows that, too. “It’s... It takes some getting used to.”

[pathlit]

⤷ ✧ @illusionprotected said, ❝ it's just—I'd hoped we'd never see each other again. ❞

his brief laugh doesn't contain any true humor — merely recognition of the absurdity of the situation and appreciation for her forthrightness. he wouldn't be lying to admit he has shared the sentiment, but there's no words he can find with which to say it that don't sound cruel in a way he has no desire, no reason, to be. ❛ I'm getting the sense things don't generally turn out how we hope. ❜ it wasn't, after all, like he'd ever envisioned setting foot upon this cursed planet again himself. then again, there was a lot in store that he hadn't necessarily envisioned.

he knows what his being here dredges up for him, but he cannot know what it dredges up for her. it scarcely seems fair, to impose without warning. ❛ for what it's worth, I am sorry about it. ❜ — and about other things as well.

but the rest of his guilt he'll leave aside for now, along with the thought that's slipped through his mind more than once since they'd set their course here that maybe, just maybe, this is a second chance, an opportunity to make sure they hadn't merely let her make the wrong decision, too eager to be gone from this place themselves.

[doctordonovan]

❝ doesn't this guy believe in fresh air? ❞

the room is entirely suffocating,   nothing but overly recycled air,  far too bright artificial lights that have edges of vision pulsing with upcoming migraine.   it's a funny thing:   how used to space,  to starships,  brunette has become...  and yet how every single thing about the space they're in is so entirely fake that maeve can't help the way gentle fingers delicately trace nearest plant's long leaves. they're alive,   somehow,  existing without ever fully getting to live  -   only ever knowing the trickery needed to force them to grow without any real care. 

it's something both she and @illusionprotected surely understand.   ❝ I think his attitude is more of a 'if it works, great' one rather than any care for details. ❞   she doesn't mean to judge,   passive tone somehow allowing words to show dislike far more than maeve would ever allow herself.  but it's nice,  isn't it?  for once not to just be the halfling in the room,  but to know someone to be as interested in the science as she is.  ❝ it's going to be tricky,  getting them to adjust to a more...  a more everything environment.  but they're pretty,   don't you think? ❞

[allsoloud]

“you think I don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?” vina @illusionprotected for chris

dialogue prompts | accepting !

   “ vina, ”

   her name comes out as a sigh - soft, defeated, DISAPPOINTED that he failed to make this easier for her than it has to be. chris doesn’t know what to say, but he’s sure he can’t lie to her. that’s something he simply can’t force himself to do. 

   “ starfleet did send me, but that doesn’t mean i’m not happy to see you. i...HOPE you’ve been happy. ”

[vulcnlogic-a]

❝ I simply try and do the most logical thing. There is nothing else driving me forward. I am Vulcan and Vulcans do not lie. ❞  @illusionprotected​

[fugitcavea]

💋+ 2 --illusionprotected for chris

@illusionprotected

Pike looked at the blonde with pain. He'd hated leaving her all those years ago. He leaned in to kiss her cheek. "How am I seeing you?" He asked in concern.

[competenceknowsnobounds]

“So I’ve been looking into some ways to get you up to speed in your field so that you can start work again soon. It’s a little crude, and honestly it feels weird to lump you in with cadets, but Starfleet Academy operates what’s essentially correspondence courses for extenuating circumstances while people serve onboard starships. You’d qualify.”

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