Live long and prosper

[Independent Spock RP blog] [Post Into Darkness, though willing to RP from Original Series/Movies and Star Trek XI] I am Commander Spock of the Federation Starship U.S.S. Enterprise, designation NCC-1701. I also the head science officer aboard the vessel. Muse and Mun are both over 21 FC: Zachary Quinto I track the tag: vulcansdonotlie Current M!A: None [_] Online || [X] Offline STARFLEET SCIENCES { COMMANDER }

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

Bonum vinum laetificat cor hominis || Drunk!Spock

[respectsthechair]

"No milk? Damn, that blows! How do you have ice cream? And cheese? And all those wonderful things that Bones is going to start cutting out of my diet very soon if I don’t get rid of this?" James rambled, patting his little paunch that he had somehow formed because he wasn’t exercising as he was supposed to be. “Alright, alright, no chocolate milk for you then. We’ll have to figure something else out," and for the second time that night, he found himself winking at Spock. What in the hell was that about? He couldn’t say. Drunk Spock was a little bit more talkative and open, and Jim found that… well… fascinating.

"Gosh, Spock. You are literally no fun. No pranks, no booze… what do you do for fun? Other than enjoy playing chess with me, of course?" Jim laughed, glancing over his shoulder for a moment to check on Bones, who was flirting it up with an attractive woman. “He is doing more than that…" He muttered before turning back to Spock, waiting expectantly for the ultimate question of: How did Vulcans have fun?

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"It is the same as milk, we did not have then on Vulcan. You are aware that there are none dairy alternatives to all of the items you have listed, correct? I am sure the good Doctor had given you a list of preparatory techniques for many of the foods you enjoy that do not have the high caloric count that you have become accustomed to." he raised a brow at the Captain's mention of his stomach, glancing down at the indicated area with a look of interest. "Perhaps we could extend our activities to sparing as well. I can work with McCoy to ensure you are engaged in an exercise regiment." He knew that if they were to do so he would not be able ti use his full strength and abilities, however to for the other man to be able to go all out himself would be of benefit to him to fully engage his whole body in the work out.

His lip twitched slightly at the comment, his mind still baffled by the uncharacteristic gesture the Captain kept directing at him. "I do not endeavour to be 'fun' Jim. I find both meditation and playing the ka'athyra to be highly relaxing. When I am unable to play with you, I often play against the ship's computer." Spock glanced back over at McCoy, eyebrow raising slightly. "Oh? I take it that he is attempting to, as your would say,'pick up', that young woman then?"

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

+6 on the bridge

[respectsthechair]

"Yeah, but… science. Science is based in fact, yes? Therefore, it probably has, like, an 85% chance of being the most logical route to take, the most effective. Why am I still arguing this with you?" He huffed a laugh, his eyes still watery, smile wavering slightly, but it was there. “I should know better by now not to argue with you. It just seems moot." Gasping, as if offended by Spock’s comment about his chess playing abilities, he placed his hand upon his heart. “You wound me, Spock. I only ever use my very best skills when I play chess with you. Clearly, you’re saying I’m not a formidable opponent. Fine then. I’ll have to improve somehow. Maybe… uh… cheat… Distraction. I’m good at both, if you recall." He teased. Perhaps he didn’t give it his all, but he found that just the mere act of sitting, playing a game, was something that he found a welcome break from always having to make important tactical decisions whilst on duty. Talking with Spock, about their interests, anything and everything, was what he really enjoyed about their matches. 

Judging by the Vulcan’s reaction, Spock must not have realized what he was saying. His slip of control on his mental shields caused him to say something…? Something that looked like he didn’t know whether he’d ever want to talk about again. Luckily for Spock, Doctor McCoy rushed over at that time, hypospray clutched tightly in his hand. Jim wouldn’t let his First Officer get off that easily. He wanted to know what that had been about. “Alright, Spock, based on your readings I think I’ve got something that’ll neutralize the toxins. One more hypo, alright…?" Without further ado, Bones administered it, disposing of the canister. Now, it was just a matter of waiting some more.

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"84.67%. That still leaves a reasonable margin for error." Spock retorted, more for keeping his own mind occupied then to correct the other man in the minor difference between the two numbers. "Yet you still persist to try. I admit, I do enjoy our debates...despite your often illogical viewpoint." Relaxing somewhat at seeing the genuine smile lighting the other man's face his eyes crinkled slightly at the corners. Wincing at the pain lacing his arm he still managed to arch a eyebrow at the Captain's overly dramatic display to convey a sense of normality to the situation.  "I am confident that your ego is not too bruised. You to be a more formidable opponent then many others I have encountered. If you believe that you could distract me during a game, I would welcome you to try, perhaps then we would be on a more even playing field." Spock often wondered if Jim gave the games his all, not that he believed the Captain we simply letting him win, but the other man seemed to be more content to concentrate on their conversations and less on the game itself. He did not think that he would mind simply sitting with the Captain to discuss anything they wished, be it ship's business or a mutual interest of theirs. The man was very engaging and Spock found it easy to talk to him, to be relaxed around him.

Eyes boring holes into the ceiling Spock thought he now knew the meaning of the phrase 'wishing for the ground to open up and swallow you whole'. He wanted to hide from Jim's questioning gaze, for having to explain the meaning and significance behind his gesture and the single word uttered without thought. Just as he was opening his mouth to try and salvage the friendship they had been building on, to explain in the most vague way possible, McCoy came rushing over with a hypospray in hand saving him from needing to speak for the moment. He turned to listen to the Doctor, giving him a single nod, angling his neck for the man to inject the new serum into his blood stream. "Your efforts are greatly appreciated..."  He paused for a moment, knowing it was illogical to say so yet also fully aware of the social protocol and himself wishing to convey to the man how much his work meant to the Vulcan. "Thank you Doctor."

[the-betazoid-from-vulcan]

Vulcans Do Not Lie | closed to vulcans-do-not-lie

[the-betazoid-from-vulcan]

Aella immediately broke off her concentration, averting her eyes to the ground so he would not see her fear and surprise. He knows what I am. She berated herself instantly at that thought. Of course he knows what I am. Everyone does. 

The Betazoid did not raise her eyes again, though the initial shock had worn off quite quickly. Perhaps if she appeared submissive on the outside he would not cause her any bodily or mental harm.

"I am well-versed in Vulcan culture, sir," she said quietly, swallowing and shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. “I did not mean to cause you discomfort. I agree that it is a violation, and I will do my best to suppress my senses." It was impossible, of course. She could never turn them off completely, but she could attempt to ignore them.

Aella glanced around the courtyard, then back up at the Vulcan. She kept her gaze as flat as she could, but a mild fear bled into her black irises. “I must thank you for your actions, however illogical they may have been." 

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

Spock felt the moment when her consciousness receded, drawing back away from his own. It was not often he had felt such within his own mind, only his father and T'Pring having ever entered his mind for any reason; the latter being only once when they formed their bond at age 7.

He knew what she was, it was obvious without the intrusion into his mind. he harbored her no ill will, never having subscribed to xenophobic ideals others even within his own culture possessed. He himself had been on the receiving end of such dislike much of his life from his peers, Stonn included.

Looking into her eyes when he heard her speak again he raised a brow at her words. "I am sure you must possess at least a minimal knowledge of our culture, even prior to your arrival here. I am aware that with your own race it is not considered a violation, and that it is difficult for you to fully repress your abilities. I merely wished to make sure that you were fully informed so as to make an effort in future. There are many who would not react in the same manner as he, however all will appreciate your restraint were you to exercise it."

He watched her as she fidgeted slightly, noting the strange emotion in her gaze when she looked at him. It was not as prominent as when she had been looking at Stonn, though it was similar. "On the contrary, his actions were highly illogical. My own were a means to inform him of such. Such violence against others is not in keeping with our teachings."

[flameonjohnnystorm]

2 Visitors

[flameonjohnnystorm]

"Commander Spock? What? You’re one of those Star Trek groupies? Veeeery funny. Well, right now, you’re in my house."

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"Star Trek groupies? Though I am aware of the possible combination of those two words in summarizing one aspect of our mission, though highly incomplete in its description, I am not certain why you would call me a either a person who follows a group or celebrity with aspiration meeting them or in general an enthusiastic or uncritical follower. Please explain."

[susanwho-deactivated20130813]

→ a lot of people

[susanwho-deactivated20130813]

"Hell if I know anymore. Been to so many times and places, I barely remember. Been travelling for…" She paused, thinking for a moment, “Hm… ‘bout a hundred years now?"

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"Fascinating. Then would I be correct in stating that you are not human? Given your appearance I would assume that it is highly unlikely for you to be, at least in full."

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

+6 on the bridge

[respectsthechair]

"Okay… there were a coupleof times where I didn’t listen to you… but it worked out in the end, didn’t it?" Jim shot him a little sheepish half smile, like he didn’t know for a fact that there were more than a couple of times that Jim didn’t heed Spock’s warnings, and it didn’t always work out… But… he could save face… right? “Oh come on, Spock. You totally manipulate me sometimes with your wily ways, you know that…" Jim was only half kidding, but sometimes he thought Spock used his logic all too well to get him to do things. “But it usually works out for the best so I can’t complain about that either…" 

Jim’s cerulean gaze dropped to their hands, where Spock was gliding his fingers along the backs of his. Brows furrowed, he looked up again, eyes despairing, like he felt what Spock had just said was his way of saying good bye. “I can’t… not until I know you’ll be alright…" He replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “What did you just call me?"

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

Spock looked up at the other man, thinking through his question. There were in fact a number of instances he could think of that the Captain's instincts had prevailed even when he had not heeded Spock's logical course of action. "Affirmative. There were missions where the decisions you made had a positive outcome. I have never claimed to always be correct, that what is logical is not always the only way, or even the 'right' way. Simply the most scientific based upon the known data." Spock's eyebrow twitched up slightly, his breath coming out in a soft huff he would deny was a laugh. "My 'wily ways', Captain, are merely tactical maneuvers. Perhaps if you worked harder to best me at chess you would also be able to tell when I am using such tactics." It had become easier for him to breath again, though the pain was back to being excruciating, whatever stalling medication the Doctor had concocted enough to keep the toxin at bay enough to prevent his systems from critically failing while they worked to create another to hopefully rid him of it completely.

Spock froze when he followed Jim's gaze to their joined hands, realizing just what his own had been doing without his conscious thought. Closing his eyes in what he thought must be what mortification must feel like he slowly opened them, only to have his whole body tense a second later at the Captain's question. Whatever it was it had been just as subconscious as his actions, and as he searched his memory back the few moments needed to find what it was he thought frantically for a way to answer. Upon realization of just how far he must have slipped in his control to have uttered such a word he looked away from the other man, unable to meet his gaze and uncertain of how to explain himself to his closest friend. 

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

School Days AU || Nina & Spock

[notsurewhereiamstuck]

Nina smiled at Spock and shrugged. “I’m really not sure, but most people tend to be put off by my comfortableness around new people. They say I’m ‘invasive,’ anyway, let’s see what we can go find, alright?" Bowing her head slightly when Spock opened the door for her, the petite brunette made her way out of the building into the cool night air.

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

Spock tilted his head slightly, waiting for her to exit before following her. "I see. I am not certain why others would be so affected by a seeming positive aspect of your personality. It makes many social interactions more enjoyable  to have at least one party that is more extroverted, companionable silence can only go so far in developing a friendship."

[deaths-heir-daughter-deactivate]

vulcans-do-not-lie is meeting something illogical.

[deaths-heir-daughter-deactivate]

“What, a charmer?" Lilith snorted, quite unladylike, but it was cute. “Sure, to other humans, but I just enjoy discussing the stars and all. He has tried to…woo me, if you will, but I’m simply not interested in those things anymore." She sighed, wondering if this Spock had a slight crush on him. That would be absolutely hilarious. But never mind that. “Did it just take place then? The lecture, I mean. Or are you waiting for it to start?" She asked. Lilith really enjoyed Spock, simply because at least with him, she wouldn’t have to worry about feelings since there were none between the two.

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

Spock raised an eyebrow at the sound, the corner of his mouth quirking up ever so slightly. "Indeed, though he does often seem to have that effect on many alien lifeforms we have encountered thus far in our mission. I find I am not surprised to hear that, though I do not believe the rumors of his reputation for such are entirely accurate he does seem to enjoy...flirting with many women." He wondered what else she was not saying of her thoughts on the matter, yet deemed it unnecessary to make further inquiries. "I am awaiting its commencement. It is set to begin in 1 hour 24 minutes and 45 seconds.

[justcallmehowl-deactivated20130]

6+ have entered howl's moving castle

[justcallmehowl-deactivated20130]

"Do not apologize.. if you are seeking a place to stay, we have a spare room, you may use that if you wish" He spoke before looking back to calcifer “Calcifer, Move the castle 60 miles west.." He spoke with a slight smile on his face “And while you’re at it, run some hot water so i can make some tea for our guest"  Calcifer mumbled before saying “Fine, Like moving a castle isn’t hard enough!" Howl just laughed at that.

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

Spock gave Howl a small nod, accepting the man's words that all was well. "I do not know if that will be necessary. I need only to get in contact with my vessel now that I have completed my survey of the area. There seems to be some form of interference that has made such contact, for the moment, impossible. Do you know of anything environmental or technological that that that possesses the capability for such interference?" Spock asked, watching with interest when the other man spoke to the hearth only to have it reply back. His eyebrow flew up at seeing the small flame flare up slightly.

[the-wolf-princess-san-deactivat]

4+ Humans have entered the forest

"How DARE humans enter this forest! State your business now!" She growled out angrily as she sat atop of a large white wolf.

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"I must apologize, I was not aware there were any such restriction upon the area. My name is Commander Spock, though I am not human. I am on a peaceful mission, collecting data on your forest for scientific analysis." he replied calmly, keeping a safe and respectful distance from the young woman while watching her and the wolf intently.

[susanwho-deactivated20130813]

→ a lot of people

[susanwho-deactivated20130813]

"Major events. My grandfather used to say it was like one of ‘em wildlife documentaries," she replied, shifting her weight to the other foot. “Like if they see a wounded cub, they can’t help it. Can’t risk upsettin’ nature."

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"A rather abstract analogy, yet it is in essence accurate. There is also the possibility that you could unintentionally divulge information pertaining to the future. What is the frequency in which you have traveled to the past?"

[flameonjohnnystorm]

2 Visitors

"Well, well, well, more people coming to see me? I’m becoming quite popular lately. How can I help you? Name’s Johnny Storm."

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"Indeed? I am Commander Spock. You can be of aid by informing me were it is we are at present."

[whitestskinreddestlips-deactiva]

Hello...I'm sorry I am a little under the weather.

"My temperature is a bit higher than normal…please forgive my sluggishness."

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"You need not apologize for your physical incapabilities whilst you are ill. To do so is illogical."

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

Bonum vinum laetificat cor hominis || Drunk!Spock

[respectsthechair]

"Have you ever had chocolate milk before, Spock? It’s probably the best thing ever…" Smiling slightly, he remembered those rare Saturday mornings where his mom was home, keeping his step dad off his case, letting him eat his cereal with chocolate milk as they watched cartoons. For a few moments, Jim could forget that his birth had ended in complete tragedy. And his mom seemed at peace. “You should really try it some time… when I can watch and make sure that you don’t have too much." He laughed. Jim glanced at his watch. “Give the doc here another couple minutes to enjoy drowning his feelings, then we’ll get ya back to the Enterprise, and nice and tucked into bed." 

"Nah, he’ll bodily harm himself stumbling back to the shuttles, I’m sure," The captain laughed again, a mental image of the Scot stumbling down the street, landing face first into a puddle of water or something else a little more unsavory. It would serve the guy right, compromising the First Officer like that. Which he’s fairly sure is in violation of Starfleet regulations. “Mess with him… you know… like prank him back. Make him think something’s broken in engineering or switching his hidden stash of scotch with… I don’t know… tequila or something."

[vulcans-do-not-lie]

"Negative. There is nothing similar to milk on Vulcan. Many Vulcans have chosen to restrict themselves to an entirely vegan diet." Spock watched Jim with curiosity, the Captain seeming for a moment to become lost in his own thoughts. "It would appear that you have positive memories associated with the beverage. Though I appreciate the offer, I do not believe that I would find it to my taste so I must decline." He glanced over the McCoy, an eyebrow raising slightly when he saw the other human speaking with a young female beside him. "The good Doctor seems to be doing more than drowning his feelings."

Spock made a light scoffing sound, the image of the Chief engineer falling all over himself to return to the ship far more amusing then he would typically consider it to be. "The complexities of human pranks escape me. I have no desire to...mess with Mr. Scott in retaliation for his behavior this evening. Tampering with the ship would cause stress and possible panic to not only Mr. Scott but many other crewmen in the sector as well, while exchanging his private stock would be a violation of his personal property."

[cruxtruder]

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[vulcans-do-not-lie]

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[vulcans-do-not-lie]

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