#itissimplylogical

[goldentongueuhura]

Spock frowns and places his hands on either sides of Nyota's shoulders with concern, "are you alright?" It isn't like Uhura to get drunk this late at night (excluding the time she did it during the academy...or so he herd). Nonetheless it leaves him feels worried for her, what could drive her to do such a thing? "Did something happen?"

"'M fine! Dandy." she giggled, putting her hands on Spock's hips, feeling uncontrollably bold in her state. "Just... Had a sad." She nodded, her bottom lip poking out in a sad pout. A sad look on her face which was soon replaced by one of confusion and then a dopey smile. "Are you okay? Are you drunk?!" She gasped loudly, mouth wide open for added effect. Her head fell to the side, hair tumbling over her shoulder and face as she looked up at Spock with her big brown eyes. "S'okay to be drunk, Spock! I won't tell anyone~"

[dragonofrao]

General, I must apologize for any harassment you may have endured at the hands of my Captain, he typically does not behave this way and I will see to it that it ceases.

"I commend you for dealing with a man like that, he's insufferable. Friend or no."

[goldentongueuhura]

Dinner for two.

Nyota had been getting mixed signals for months now... Possibly a year. Her Vulcan professor had seemed to express an interest in her, and she was less than subtle about her interests in him, but she knew that things were different on Vulcan. She wasn't convinced 'crushes' could blossom.

Still - she figured it was worth a shot? It was her final year and their classes together were few and far between now, so she was going to chance it. She was coming into the second semester of four, and once she graduated, she would be put aboard a ship...She may not see him again after that. And that thought alone made her very anxious.

Sir, I need your opinion on my thesis. I shall be in my dorm from 1700 onwards. -Cadet N. Uhura.

She had false pretenses behind her invitation, yet she was certain this was what she wanted. She wanted to at least ask if there was anything behind the longing glances and the casual conversations, the smiles and polite nods... For a Vulcan, it must mean something. It did to her. She had been sure to research Vulcan foods and settled for making him a spicy vegetable tajine... It was only dinner - surely, if he was uncomfortable, she could just say it were coincidence he joined her.

Whilst their dinner was cooking, she pulled on a casual black skater dress and let her hair down before he arrived. She had spent all day in her casuals with her hair piled on her head... That would have been inappropriate for the company she was expecting. 

[dragonofrao]

itissimplylogical replied to your post “—ˆ”

"Well, I was not expecting for anything to come out of this. While I do not feel comfortable having someone nearly be a slave, you do have a rather dangerous vibe. Hn, I wish to know about Krypton."

"And a slave I don't intend to be." Dru pauses for a moment, in thought. "Krypton was and has been a very advanced race. For centuries our society has been molded into a perfect representation of efficiency and consistency. People are bred for a specific role, houses specialize in different divisions and besides a decline in resources planetside we were a very self contained bubble of ideal conditions, economically and culturally. We had our faults of course, and they were brought to heavy light in the planet's last days but that aside we could've achieved so much more. Some would argue that we became stagnant but I believe we plateaued in many areas, and dropped heavily in some." 

[dragonofrao]

itissimplylogical replied to your post: ◈

((*LAUGHS HORRIBLY.* YOU’RE LUCKY IT’S NOT SINESTRO))

//That would be horrible, Sinestro would take advantage of the situation for sure. And probably do things just to spite him.

[dragonofrao]

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//Why Spock, water you doin? You got a 6 Dru has to take orders from you for 3 days!

"How dare you do this to me, I won’t be subjected to this madness!"

//You will, at least its Spock. It could be worse. He’s a sensible alien fellow. First order then Mr.Spock?

"Alright, anything the Vulcan wants then."

[goldentongueuhura]

itissimplylogical replied to your post: .

Ugh, jerks.

// I know D: Just want to make sure no one else has it :s

[itsnothinicanthandle]

Don't You Remember | Closed

Her ears perked at the sound of a soft knock at her door, startling her from her thoughts. She had been sitting on her couch, meddling with her PADD while she listened to the wind and rustling leaves outside. It was the sort of awkward stage of weather where Fall wasn't quite gone but Winter was just around the corner, resulting in visible sunlight but very cold, chilled air.

"Just a second," she called, before tossing the blanket over her legs to the side. She rose to her feet and made her way to the door, slender fingers finding the control to open it. Upon seeing the familiar Vulcan, a smile touched her lips. "Well there's a face I haven't seen in a while," she joked.