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[selfsacrificing]

[ It's a little too late to adhere to that whole non-interference clause of the Prime Directive, being the subject of an alien-napping and all, so here is Spock in all his pointy-eared glory. Looking as straight-faced as possible. Unlike Kirk, he didn't part from their meeting and then drink himself under a table, he stayed up all night watching network conversations and Sciencing. It would be illogical to... wallow, and he refuses to acknowledge that he even has the urge. ] ... Fascinating.

[ For such ancient technology, this thing appears remarkably serviceable. ] Greetings. I am Commander Spock, of the United Federation of Planets. If I understand correctly, then you are my fellow... detainees. [ There, that's politic enough. ] I would like to request information on what is being done with the crashed satellite debris. In return, I may be of some assistance in constructing something useful from it, as I am familiar with this level of technology.

In addition, any information on the turtle itself would be appreciated; the scans I have taken of the creature only tell me so much, and the indigenous people seem... disinclined to reply to my queries.

[ Aaaand he'll just give a sharp nod and the Vulcan Salute on his way out. ]

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[ Spock quirks an eyebrow, but doesn't request elaboration. Only clarifies the meaning behind his question, belatedly (sorry not sorry Rose): ] I did not see you earlier, when I was present.

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[refusing]

[She shrugs, not really sure what to say about that one.]

It's kinda a recent development and everything. Why does it matter, though? Disappointed you didn't get to see me face to face?

[Best solution to not knowing what to say: teasing the person you're talking to.]

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[selfsacrificing]

I suppose it does not matter. [ Omg Rose you can't just tease Vulcans, they are bereft of social graces it's a real problem. ] I have no stake in the matter, either way.

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[refusing]

No, doesn't really matter at all. What does matter, though, is that you're gonna come by and visit and we're gonna have a chat about the Captain.

[She wants to know embarrassing stories, Spock. Ones she can use to tease him relentlessly.]

Tonight works, yeah? I'll make food and everything.

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[selfsacrificing]

[ Spock gets the distinct impression that saying no isn't an option. ]

... When I return from collecting samples of the satellite debris, I may have time. Food is unnecessary, as a Vulcan I require less of it to survive and therefore it is illogical that I consume more than is strictly necessary while it is being rationed.

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[refusing]

[Nope, it totally isn't an option. It's so good that he's learned this so quickly.]

Food's not supposed to be logical, though. It's supposed to taste good and be fun, and you could at least taste it, Vulcan or not.

[Don't make her pull out her stern voice. She'll do it.]

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[ The inside of Spock's head is just a shower of #HUMANS ] The purpose of food is to act as a fuel source to sustain life. [ He can totally see why she and Jim are friends though. ] "Fun" and taste do not mean that there is not currently a shortage of it on this... island. Turtle.

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[refusing]

[No, Spock. No. At least she drops the subject for now, and latches on to something else he said instead.]

Yeah, definitely a turtle island. I was thinking of calling it Turtland or something. Makes it sound a hell of a lot more fun than this place really is. What with the rations and everything.