science_blues: (Commander)
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These were, most assuredly, not her quarters.


True, they appeared to be the same physical space to which she had been assigned, but they were incorrect on multiple levels. The most disconcerting and immediately apparent of which being that they were approximately fifty-seven degrees colder than her preferred temperature. The conspicuous crunch the carpet released upon her entry drew her attention away from the report in hand and Spock's vision drifted across the room with quick, calculating grace.


“Computer,” Spock began and her right eyebrow crawled upward toward her hairline. The computer neither trilled nor blared in response and Spock blinked. “Ascertain cause of temperature shift.” Her command was answered by relative silence and the slow swish of the door behind her as it closed.


“Computer, respond,” Spock commanded lightly and tucked the PADD in her hands beneath her right arm. Again, there was no audible reaction to her input. Spock drew a short breath and turned to the panel beside the doorway. As she reached out, she paused. The panel was...not on this side of the door? Spock turned and stared in silence as she identified the panel on the opposing side of the threshold.


This was incorrect.


Her mind raced as she added the various factors to one another. These were not her quarters, and yet they were. It was a conundrum, one she did not currently have enough information to solve. Spock extended her hand and depressed the controls on the panel beside the doorway. For the first time since her entry, the computer responded with a short tone.


“Spock to bridge,” she stated evenly and arched a brow as no immediate response came. She allowed precisely seventeen seconds to expire before attempting to contact the bridge again. It became apparent that she would receive no answer from the main communications console, and Spock very nearly frowned as she stepped back from the panel.


Something very strange had occurred.


The carpet crunched beneath her feet and Spock hazarded a glance at the floor. The moisture in the air had just managed to crystallize on the carpet. Had environmental controls been affected? Was this variable linked directly to the strange displacement of local technological features? Spock regarded the carpet briefly and moved to exit the room.

Date: 2009-11-05 03:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] canadianbill.livejournal.com
[ooc - YOU = AWESOME. ]

Date: 2009-11-05 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] science-blues.livejournal.com
(OOC - ♥ )

Date: 2009-11-05 03:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] original-fine.livejournal.com
[[OOC - Oh, this should be good!]]

Date: 2009-11-06 03:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] original-fine.livejournal.com
[[OOC - Though for me it goes without saying, I'll say it--anything you're up for, if you're interested in either TOS!Kirk or mirror!Kirk, I probably am. But no pressure.]]

Date: 2009-11-05 05:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lt-moreau.livejournal.com
[OOC - AWESOME.

On an unrelated note, the plural of "addendum" is "addenda", I'm pretty sure. *is a grammar dork*]

Date: 2009-11-05 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] science-blues.livejournal.com
(OOC - ♥

You know, that is the strangest thing. My dictionary says that 2 are called Addenda and 3 are Addendums. Hooray for inconsistent pluralization! Though I do like how addenda sounds.)

Date: 2009-11-05 06:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lt-moreau.livejournal.com
[OOC - That is odd...I've never actually taken Latin, so the dictionary is more likely to be correct than I am. I like how addenda sounds too, though.]

Date: 2009-11-05 07:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sehlatbear.livejournal.com
((OOC - I cannot squee enough.))

Date: 2009-11-06 07:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] science-blues.livejournal.com
(OOC - THAT ICON. Pardon me while I die laughing...I mean...logicing...yes.)

Date: 2009-11-06 12:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sehlatbear.livejournal.com
((OOC - Knitting is totally logical.))

Date: 2009-11-05 10:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] john-grimm.livejournal.com
((OOC: *or maybe not so OOC* May I bear your children? Mpreg, y/y?

Date: 2009-11-05 10:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] john-grimm.livejournal.com
Oh, shit. *is a typing failure* END OOC))

Date: 2009-11-06 07:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] science-blues.livejournal.com
(OOC - ♥ That could be awkward, but the offer of Mpreg does convince me of your sincerity.)

Date: 2009-11-07 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] john-grimm.livejournal.com
((OOC: *shrugs* I do try.))

Date: 2009-11-06 12:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-uhura.livejournal.com
[ooc: saslkdjkla ♥♥♥]

Date: 2009-11-06 07:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] science-blues.livejournal.com
(OOC - ♥ )

Date: 2009-11-06 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kirk-winona.livejournal.com
[[OOC: ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ So much love.]]

Date: 2009-11-06 07:52 am (UTC)

Date: 2009-11-06 06:22 pm (UTC)
nawigator: (Gah! VTF)
From: [personal profile] nawigator
How embarrassing.

The Navigator of the Enterprise was, most assuredly, lost aboard the magnificent Spaceship. Pasha hadn’t been paying attention to where she was going and had been taking a walk around the halls, wandering aimlessly and exploring but now had no idea where she was.

Oh dear.

The hall she was standing in was silent and empty, there wasn’t a communication panel in sight. “Perhaps a bit father down.” She told herself. ‘Great Chekov, talk to yourself, first sign of madness.’ Pasha thought as she shook her head and took off down the sterile white corridor.

Date: 2009-11-06 06:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] science-blues.livejournal.com
Spock walked for approximately two minutes and thirty four seconds with absolutely no sign of life, sentient or otherwise. That she had made it a quarter of the way to the bridge without such was disconcerting. Briefly, she considered that perhaps the ship had been displaced from its crew in some fashion. This was a possibility she did not relish but could not discount. Her concerns, however, were predominantly assuaged as the shape of Ensign Paula Chekov came into view.

"Ah, Ms. Chekov," Spock began immediately, the calm timbre of her voice cutting through the relative stillness of the hallway. "The state of the ship is most curious, do you have a report from the bridge?"

Date: 2009-11-06 06:54 pm (UTC)
nawigator: (Oh Rly?)
From: [personal profile] nawigator
Pasha jumped as a woman appeared from seemingly nowhere. It was unsettling at how quite she had been, the teenager glanced at the woman. Oh, a Vulcan. No wonder then, they had more grace than a ballerina dancing with shoes made from clouds. And the lady knew who she was.

“E-Excuse me? Do I know you miss?” The teenager replied defensively. If this was another new arrival she was going to have to go see Keptain about adding ‘Welcomer’ to her job description.

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Date: 2009-11-08 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dctr-mccoy.livejournal.com
Bones was at his desk, entering data into his PADD. "Come in," he barked.

Date: 2009-11-09 12:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] science-blues.livejournal.com
The doors to the Chief Medical Officer's office, a fixture Spock was accustomed to on the opposite side of the room, parted economically as the hard response resounded through the partition. Pasha entered first and Spock stepped in behind her. The half-Vulcan's eyes drifted across the furnishings, mostly similar though not identical to the space she recalled, until they landed on the man behind the desk.

Spock's eyebrows rose of their own accord, nearly meeting her hairline before halting their ascent. The woman in the turbolift, Emma, had indicated that the Captain and...whatever facsimile of herself existed here, were both male. Had she granted full credence to the conversation, perhaps she would not have been so utterly taken aback. Spock straightened, her hands shifting their grip behind her back, and forced her eyebrows down.

This was, perhaps, not an elaborate, hostile hoax.

Date: 2009-11-09 12:11 am (UTC)
nawigator: (Ooooh she in trou-ble!)
From: [personal profile] nawigator
“Doctor McCoy?” Pasha questioned to get his attention. “This is a Commander Spock. I found him, I mean to say her vandering the halls and …uh…vell I brought her here.” The girl added with an uneasy smile. She stood slumping forward as if expecting to be told off like a naughty child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. It may have also been interpreted as a defensive gesture against Hyposprays.

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