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Greetings. I am Commander Spock of the USS Enterprise, a Starfleet contingent of the United Federation of Planets. I understand that we are temporally isolated as well as spatially displaced and that this is not a subdivision of any one possible multiverse, neither a pocket dimension of any one universe, but a unique quantum singularity linking many and each possible variation thereof. If others here have scientific findings of this nature, I pre-emptively extend my gratitude in the event of any information being divulged.

[ AKA pls share ur theories. He's not human, in case anyone with eyes and ears missed the blatant memo staring them in the face, the approximation of what would happen were a dollop of raw science ~~and a great jawline~~ to get mixed with an elf in a blender. Spock pauses thoughtfully, glancing away, and a single slender brow arches when he looks back; there are likely a great deal of customs to be observed from numerous new species and races, none of which he seeks to offend. ]

It has been brought to my attention that this is not my first foray into Keeliai. While I would request that you exert a measure of patience with my ... freshly acquired outlook, you will find me amenable to revisiting former acquaintances. [ Again he hesitates, though this time it comes across as more of an amendment. If you've been hanging out with his BFF, prepare to explain why, how and to what end. ] Similarly, I wish to meet with any and all allies of Captain James T. Kirk at their earliest convenience.

All remaining Starfleet personnel are to submit a fully comprehensive report effective immediately regarding their time here. Audio will suffice, given the circumstances.

[ And off goes the feed. ]

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[That attitude. That hair. It's like looking at himself minus a decade except with a snark that verges into 'defensive' rather than 'outstandingly arrogant'. Jim gives the kid a level look. It is the 'I'm willing to play nice but there's no way I'm putting up with your bullshit' look. Come to think of it, he probably inherited it from Pike.]

As Mister Spock's commanding officer, his business can kind of be my business at the best and worst of times.

[A beleaguered little smile.]

Name's Jim Kirk. Captain, if you feel the need to be all official about it, but I pretty much never am outside of Starfleet. It's Stiles, right?

[He drags a hand through his hair.]

If you want, I can always walk you through a higher bit encryption code. Yours isn't bad, I'm just nosy as hell. In the meantime, I'd like to ask that you please keep whatever details you know about our lives under wraps.

[If this is his future? He'll take it. Because damn son you good lookin'. Ahem. Focus, Stiles.]

Oh, god. You're pulling rank on me. I can't believe you're pulling rank on me. My dad does that to me all the time and it's annoying as hell.

Look, things were said. I didn't mean for it to get that heated, okay? I just...really don't like it when I'm condescended at. It pushes my buttons.

...Tell Mr. Spock I won't say anything to anybody. And that I really am sorry.

[Jim actually laughs his way through his first few words,]

Calm down, Stiles, I'm not pulling rank on anybody. I'm pretty sure you'd know if I was, I'd get all growly and use really big, super pretentious words like-- hell, I don't know, brobdingnagian or something.

[He gives a little shrug as if to say, I don't even know what that means or if I'm pronouncing it right.]

Spock isn't really the condescending type, it goes against the whole [fingerquotes,] 'logic thing'. But I'll pass along what you said.

I'd counter with "lilliputian" and possibly make a reference to A Modest Proposal and eating babies.

[SMIRK. Stiles you're gonna get Kirk pissed off at you too stop it.]

He might have been a little condescending. Sir. To be fair, I was being a little shit, but only in self-defense. And. Um. Yeah, that's it. I promise I don't go around picking fights with Vulcans in my spare time.

[Jim's mouth twitches into a very brief expression of amusement. HOW DID PIKE EVER STAND HIM.

#kirklife questions.]

Just keep in mind you're never too big to serve in a fricasse, capisce? And let's keep the Vulcan baiting down to a bare minimum.

[Seriously he will quote Lilo and Stitch at you. This is my Vulcan. I found him all on my own. He may be logical and broken, but still good.

Yeah, still good.]

[Same way everybody puts up with Stiles, honestly. Also no quoting Lilo & Stitch, that's just cheating.]

A fricassee? Are you nuts? I'd be way better sauteed. Little onion, some garlic salt...

But I get it. I'll be good. Should I send Spock a fruit basket or something?

Come on, if you're going that route then at least a marinade.

[He rolls his eyes, playful.]

I have no idea. That might be an insult or something in Vulcan culture, and then where would you be? Try not to get defensive next time, we'll see where it goes.

Okay, I will.

...You mean it about teaching me a better encryption? I've gotten better. Not much better, but I brought it up from the baseline.

Well, honestly, it's kind of a bribe.

...You really don't have to bribe me. I'm not gonna say anything.

Believe me, I'm surprisingly good at keeping my mouth shut about certain topics.

[That, young padawan, is the right answer. Jim nods in approval.]

Then sure, I'll toss something together and we can go over it later. Hit up my inbox so we stop cluttering up my XO's feed.

Cool. Thanks. ...Captain Kirk.

[And he can't help the little fanboy smirk on his lips because HOW COOL IS THIS DEAR GOD.]

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