Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

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Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
ST:TOS - Cold by ~Lampputar
+russianensign on the bridge
"Ah, Ensign Chekov. The captain said you required my assistance."
look what I found from three years agoĀ lol Ā
They donāt like Klingons.
What kind of music do you enjoy?
I quite enjoy music from Earth, primarily that of Amadeus Mozart, or Sebastian Bach. I myself play the Vulcan lute, and Lieutenant Uhura oftenĀ accompaniesĀ me with her vocals.
Any advice for a human girl trying to find her place in the universe?
Many times, I have noted that Earth people see only what they wish to see. Your value in this universe is quite equal to that of any other life form. Your genetic makeup makes you unique, and as such, worth protecting.
My captain would likely offer you a better explanation. I can merely approach from a logical standpoint.
spock in a flower crown for miaĀ ā ~(ā”ā³āāæ)
Wonder what hilarious crazy you'll take on Mr. Sp-
Mr. Spock?
Are⦠Are you ok?
You look really-
Oh honey!
Oh noā¦.
Just breathe.
Itāll be ok, Mr. Spock.
Just control your emo-
Or not.
Oh baby, youāre breaking my heart!
DAMMIT STAR TREK! CANāT YOU GO ONE DAMN EPISODE WITHOUT RIPPING MY HEART OUT?
Ā āOh..wellā¦I wouldnāt really knowā¦Iāll take your word for it,ā She sighed a bit. Changing the subject a bit she looked up to him a bit. āIām sorry Iām not really familiar with your home planet. Is it still thriving orā¦well..like Gallifreyā¦ā
"Still thriving," Spock assured her. "It is a Class M planet in orbit around 40 Eridani A. Approximately sixteen light years from Earth." Spock wondered how up to date she was on the classifications of planets, but said nothing more on the subject. "Though I thank you for your concern. I merely preferred the option Starfleet to the Vulcan Science Academy as a boy." He glanced around them once before asking, "Are you traveling with anyone?"
Peaceful Explorers || The Doctor and the Enterprise
Intruder in the med bay, Mr. Spock. Go figure out how the hell we managed to pick up a hitchhiker in deep space, huh?
Those were the words Jim Kirk had spoken to him before Spock found himself walking down the hallway to the medical bay, where Nurse Chapel looked confused and shocked. "I don't know what happened, Spock, he just-- It's a telephone booth, from 1960s Earth. It just appeared. I don't know how it happened."
Spock didn't have his phaser on him, not that he needed it. If it came down to it, he could merely grip the nerve between neck and shoulder and take the thing down, whatever was inside. But just as Spock reached for the door to give a knock, it opened.
Ā āIām Seerie, or the late planet Gallifrey, last female of my kind,ā She giggled a bit. āI assume youāre Vulcan right? Iām pretty sure humans donāt have the ear thingā¦That uh..wasnāt meant to be an insult just FYIā¦āĀ
Spock suppressed a smile. "Yes," he replied. "I am a Vulcan." Technically a half-Vulcan, but the girl - Seerie - didn't have to know that. "Gallifrey... Yes, I have heard of the Shining World of the Seven Systems. What happened is tragic." He could understand, though couldn't empathize with her. Empathy was beyond him.Ā
+silverouroborosrising
Ā āWell, if we want to get technical, it means legal pirate.ā She winks with a roguish smile. āNot here to steal, no. I donāt much take those jobs anymore. Information gathering. Surveying. Charting out stars. Sort of⦠honoring a memory, if you will.ā Cor shrugs her shoulders. Ā It was something of a hobby now, doing the job she never did while gallifrey hung in the sky. āAh, got the dampeners on and the perception filter as always. Like to keep a low profile. I can show you him if you like. Heās not very impressive right now. Looks like a boulder.ā
Spock took note of several things. Firstly, that she'd winked - he was used to that with Uhura, and even with Jim, but not so much from strangers, not when the standing opinion on Vulcans leaned toward the negative. "I would be very interested in looking at your ship. Might I inquire as to your species? Intuition tells me that a lone human traveler would not last long, even with a perception filter."
+4 on the bridge
Ā āYes. Uhh⦠Yes sir, things.. that I should be tending to, of course sir..ā She smiled, drumming her fingers along her shirt⦠skirt thing for a moment before blanching and turning back to him. āIām going to be honest with you, sir⦠I have no idea what Iām doing here.. I wasnāt even slated to beā¦. here.ā Now that the cat was out of the bag.. the only way to stop it would be to kill it. āI um.. Iām Leona. Nice to meet you.ā
"I see." That would certainly explain why he didn't recognize her. "The captain will be quite perplexed as to why we have a stowaway on board. Would mind explaining what you are doing on the Enterprise, Leona?" She didn't seem dangerous, but he was wary nonetheless. No sense in letting his guard down when they were once brought to their knees by a sixteen-year-old boy.Ā
+3 on the bridge
Ā āAh! There you are, you pointy-eared hobgoblin! I was just looking for you! I wanted to ask you about your precious āteddy bearā pet you had back on Vulcan.ā
"My sehlat. Yes." Curious; why would McCoy want to talk aboutĀ I-Chaya? "What did you need to know, doctor?"