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Logos and Pathos (AOS Edition) Chapter Six

AOS! Spock x Empath! Reader

Chapter Six: Officers in Distress

Summary: Kirk goes too far and is jetted from the Enterprise, but the ship and its crew doesn't really have a good plan to stop Nero from destroying Celia.

“Have you confirmed Nero’s trajectory?” asked Spock, entering the bridge with (Y/N).

“Their trajectory suggests they’re headed towards…Celia, Captain,” said Uhura, glancing worriedly at (Y/N).

They tensed and swallowed. If Nero was heading towards Celia…their home planet could be destroyed. They could lose everyone. (Y/N) couldn��t have that happen. They couldn’t let it happen.

“Thank you, Lieutenant,” said Spock.

He nearly reached out to (Y/N), but in front of others, he couldn’t. Still, he looked at them, and when they made eye-contact, he nodded—an indication that Spock was there to support (Y/N). He wouldn’t let another planet be destroyed by Nero. He wouldn’t let more lives be lost.

“Are you alright, (Y/N)?” asked Uhura, standing to move to her friend’s side.

“…I’m worried,” said (Y/N) honestly. “But if we’re going to stop him, we have to keep a clear head and plan.”

“I’ll keep everyone in line,” said Uhura, nodding firmly. “I’ll make sure we’re running smoothly. I’ll do everything I can to help.”

(Y/N) forced a smile and squeezed Uhura’s hand. “Thank you.”

Uhura squeezed their hand in return.

“Celia may be his next stop, but we have to assume every Federation planet’s a target,” said Kirk, lounging in the Captain’s chair.

“Out of the chair,” said Spock coolly, and Kirk stood.

“Well, if the Federation is a target, why didn’t they destroy us?” asked Chekov.

“Why would they? Why waste weapons?” said Sulu sullenly. “We obviously weren’t a threat.”

“That’s not it,” said Spock. “He said he wanted me to see something. The destruction of my home planet.”

“And he wants me to see the same,” said (Y/N), furrowing their brow and curling their hand into a fist.

“How the hell did they do that, by the way?” snapped Bones, frustrated and angry at how helpless they were. “Where did the Romulans get that knd of weaponry?”

“The engineering comprehension necessary to artificially create a black hole may suggest an answer,” said Spock, holding onto any space for pure logic. “Such technology could theoretically be manipulated to create a tunnel through space-time.”

“Dammit, man, I’m a doctor, not a physicist,” said Bones, crossing his arms. “Are you suggesting they’re from the future?!”

“If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth,” said Spock.

“How poetic,” muttered Bones.

“Then, what would an angry, future Romulan want with Captain Pike?” asked Kirk.

“As Captain, he does know details of Starfleet’s defenses,” said Sulu.

“What we need to do is catch up to that ship,” said Kirk. “Disable it, take it over, and get Pike back.”

“We are technologically outmatched in every way. A rescue attempt would be illogical,” said Spock.

“Nero’s ship would have to drop out of warp for us to overtake him,” added Chekov unhelpfully.

“Then what about assigning engineering crews to try and boost our warp gear?” suggested Kirk.

“Remaining power and crew are repairing radiation leaks on the lower decks,” said (Y/N) sympathetically.

“Okay, right, but there’s got to be some way—”

Spock cut Kirk off. “We must gather with the rest of Starfleet to balance the terms of the next engagement.”

“But how long do we have before he gets to Celia?” asked (Y/N). “We don’t have much time…I know that. And Kirk’s right, we have to do something. If we wait to confront them, Celia could—” They couldn’t finish the sentence and clenched their fists.

“(L/N)’s right,” said Kirk. “We should act now. By the time we’ve gathered, it’ll be too late. But you say he’s from the future, knows what’s going to happen, then the logical thing is to be unpredictable.”

“You are assuming that Nero knows how events are predicted to unfold,” said Spock. “To the contrary, Nero’s very presence has altered the flow of history, beginning with the attack on the USS Kelvin, culminating in the events of today, thereby creating an entire new chain of incidents that cannot be anticipated by either party.”

“An alternate reality?” said (Y/N) as his words sunk in.

“Precisely,” said Spock. “Whatever our lives might have been, if the time continuum was disrupted, our destinies have changed.” He turned to Sulu. “Mr. Sulu, plot a course to the Laurentian system warp factor three.”

“Spock, don’t do that. Running back to the rest of the fleet for a-a-a confab is a massive waste of time,” said Kirk.

“We don’t have time for it,” said (Y/N) desperately, fighting to remain composed in the face of the concept of losing their home.

“…We have orders from Captain Pike,” said Spock, avoiding their gaze. He was trying to stay on procedure. If he didn’t…he’d lose control, the loss of his planet and people too great to hold back without any string of logic to hold onto.

“He also ordered us to go back and get him,” said Kirk. “Spock, you’re captain now! You have to be—”

“I am aware of my responsibilities,” said Spock.

“Every second we waste, Nero’s getting close to his next target,” snapped Kirk, and (Y/N) winced as anger flashed through the room.

“That is correct and why I am instructing you to accept the fact that I alone—”

“I will now allow us to go backwards!” snapped Kirk.

“Jim!” shouted Bones.

“Instead of hunting Nero down!” finished Kirk.

Spock’s whole body tensed as every instinct, every human instinct, fought to get angry, to yell and scream that he knew but he wasn’t sure what to do. If he went to Celia and it was lost, he’d never be able to face (Y/N). If he went to the fleet, there was the barest chance of being able to fight Nero, and then, maybe, he’d be able to look (Y/N) in the eye.

But Spock knew it was all mere chance, the slightest possibility. However, he had to fight against the onslaught of illogical emotions threatening to overwhelm him. He needed to remain in control.

“Security. Escort him out,” said Spock.

Two officers moved forward and grabbed Kirk by the arms. He instantly thrashed against them, and (Y/N) took a step back at the anger burning around them.

“Jim,” warned Bones, trying to get him to calm down.

But Kirk refused to back down, fierce and defiant to the last. Spock stepped up and grabbed his neck. The Vulcan Nerve Pinch froze Kirk’s muscles, and he collapsed into the security guards’ arms while everyone on the bridge watched in surprise.

“Get him off this ship,” ordered Spock, and (Y/N) had never heard his voice so tight with subdued frustration and emotion.

Kirk was dragged out of the room to be deposited on a nearby Federation planet. He would survive, but he would not return to the Enterprise.

Spock looked around himself and straightened, determined to remain dutiful and honor Vulcan ways even in the midst of such loss. “Everyone, return to your duties. Calculate Nero’s trajectory and figure when precisely he will be arriving at Celia. We must contact other members of the fleet. If our radio can reach them earlier, alert me, and we can make arrangements.”

“Yes, sir,” said (Y/N), sitting down at their station. Their hands shook as they reached for their equipment, and they paused to breathe and compose themself. (Y/N) had to trust that Spock had a plan. They had to.

Otherwise, the terror of losing Celia would overcome them.

“Acting Captain Spock has marooned me on Delta Vega, what I believe to be a violation of security of security protocol 49.9, covering the treatment of prisoners aboard a starship,” grumbled Kirk into his communicator as he stomped through the snow of Delta Vega.

A growl made him freeze and turned around. A large, hulking creature loomed over him and roared. Kirk let out a shout and stumbled back. A crack spread through the snow and ice, and a larger monster burst out. Kirk cried out as the first creature was easily killed and ran for his life. The second monster followed him. Kirk screamed and fell, sliding down a hill towards a cave. Jumping inside, he cowered as the monster pursued him.

A figure stepped out of the shadow carrying a torch. The light and heat made the creature take a step back. The man waved the torch closer, scorching the monster. It ran away, leaving Kirk and the man on their home.

Kirk raised his head, and the figure stepped closer. Kirk blinked. The man was tall, white-haired, brown-eyed, and had pointed ears.

A Vulcan? wondered Kirk in shock.

“James T. Kirk,” said the man.

“Excuse me?” said Kirk, confused now.

“How did you find us?” asked the man.

“How do you know my name?” questioned Kirk.

“I have been, and always shall be, your friend,” said the man profoundly.

“You’re confusing him,” said another voice, and Kirk blinked as another figure stepped into the light.

They were similarly bundled up against the cold, but instead of Vulcan features, they had striking gold eyes paired with their greying hair.

“What…Who are you two?” asked Kirk.

“I am Spock,” said the man.

“I am (Y/N),” said the companion.

“…Bullshit.”

Despite his misgivings, Kirk didn’t have much of a choice and followed Spock Prime and (Y/N) Prime farther into the tunnel. They had fire; he needed warmth. Plus, if he was honest, Kirk couldn’t help but trust the pair—no matter who they were. They seemed to be telling the truth, though, which was strange enough.

“It is remarkably pleasing to see you again, old friend,” said Spock Prime. “Especially after the events of today.”

(Y/N) Prime reached out and touched Spock Prime’s arm in support. Spock Prime covered their hand in solemn thanks. Kirk’s eyes flicked to the rings on their fingers—one with a Vokaya stone and the other a blue one. He blinked in surprise, but he had no time to focus on that.

“Listen, I, uh, appreciate what you did for me today, but if you were Spock you would know we’re not friends at all. You hate me. You marooned me here for mutiny,” said Kirk. He looked at (Y/N) Prime. “You…You act like (L/N).”

“I should hope so,” said (Y/N) Prime wryly.

“Mutiny?” repeated Spock Prime.

“Uh, yeah,” said Kirk.

“You’re not Captain?” asked (Y/N) Prime.

“No, no. Um, you’re the Captain. Pike was taken hostage,” said Kirk.

“This timeline has so many small changes,” murmured (Y/N) Prime, sighing.

“This timeline?” repeated Kirk, thinking of what Spock had hypothesized. It sounded pretty convincing now that these two were acting so strange.

“Pike was taken by Nero,” said Spock Prime, furrowing his brow.

“What do you know about him?” asked Kirk, leaning in.

“He is a particularly troubled Romulan,” said Spock Prime.

“Not like Liviana at all,” said (Y/N) Prime, shaking their head.

“I don’t understand,” said Kirk.

“Please, allow me. It will be easier,” said Spock Prime, raising his hands towards Kirk’s temples.

“Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?” asked Kirk uneasily.

“A mind meld will let Spock show you what he knows,” said (Y/N) Prime.

They put a hand on his arm, and Kirk felt a wave of calm wash over him as (Y/N) Prime dampened his anxiety. He had never felt the power of empathic abilities before, and here it was. As he relaxed, Spock Prime put his fingers on Kirk’s temple.

“Our minds. One and together,” said Spock Prime, and the world fell away before Kirk’s eyes to let him see Spock Prime and (Y/N) Prime’s dealings with Nero.

“129 years from now, a star will explode and threaten to destroy the galaxy,” said (Y/N) Prime.

“This is where we are from, Jim. The future,” said Spock Prime.

“The star went supernova and consumed everything in its path,” said (Y/N) Prime.

“I promised the Romulans that I would save their planet,” said Spock Prime.

“I accompanied him to help,” said (Y/N) Prime.

“We outfitted our fastest ship. Using red matter, we would create a black hole, which would absorb the exploding star.”

“We were en route when disaster struck. The supernova destroyed Romulus before we could arrive.”

“We had little time. We had to extract the red matter and shoot it into the supernova.”

“As we began our return trip, we were intercepted.” (Y/N) Prime’s voice turned sorrowful.

“He called himself Nero. The last the Romulan Empire,” said Spock Prime.

“He was angry at our failure. He wanted to punish us,” said (Y/N) Prime, deeply understanding his pain.

Nero had lost everything. He was rightfully upset. But what he had done after…it was unjust to take his pain out on others.

“In our attempt to escape, all of us were pulled into the black hole,” explained Spock Prime. “Nero went through first. He arrived in this timeline first, twenty-five years ago.”

The U.S.S. Kelvin incident, thought Kirk, and Spock Prime and (Y/N) Prime indicated their acknowledgement through the Mind Meld.

“Nero spent the next twenty-five years awaiting our arrival,” continued (Y/N) Prime. “What was years to him was seconds to us due to the black hole.”

“When we fell through the black hole, Nero was waiting for us,” said Spock. “He still held us responsible for the destruction of his home world. He captured our vessel and spared our lives for one reason—so that we would know his pain.”

“He beamed us down here so we could watch his vengeance. He was helpless to save Romulans, and Spock was helpless to save Vulcan,” said (Y/N) Prime sorrowfully.

“Billions of lives lost because of me, Jim. Because I failed,” said Spock Prime.

The Mind Meld ended, and Kirk jerked back to reality. His chest heaved as tears ran down his face. Instantly, (Y/N) Prime’s empathy ran through him to steady him.

“Forgive me. Emotional transference is an effect of the Mind Meld,” said Spock Prime. “I thought (Y/N) may be able to mitigate it, but it seems not.”

“We’ve been through a lot, Spock. It’s alright,” said (Y/N) Prime gently.

“So…you do feel?” Kirk took deep breaths.

“Yes,” said Spock Prime, nodding. (Y/N) smiled softly and nodded.

“Going back in time, you changed all our lives,” said Kirk, finally wrapping his head around him.

“Jim, we must go. There is a Starfleet outpost not far from here,” said Spock Prime, rising.

“We have to face Nero before he hurts more people,” said (Y/N) Prime. “His anger is a fire. He wants to burn everything.”

“Wait,” said Kirk. “Where you came from…did I know my father?”

Spock Prime nodded. “Yes. You often spoke of him as being your inspiration for joining Starfleet.”

“He saw you become Captain of the Enterprise. He was proud,” said (Y/N) Prime.

“Captain?” repeated Kirk.

“Of a ship we must return you to as soon as possible,” said Spock Prime.

“Let’s go, Jim,” said (Y/N) Prime.

Far away from Delta Vega, the Enterprise was still flying towards the Laurentian system.

“Warp three, sir,” said Sulu.

“Course 1-5-1-Mark-3, Laurentian system, sir,” said Chekov.

“Thank you, gentlemen,” said Spock from the Captain’s chair.

“You wanted to see me?” said Bones, stepping onto the bridge.

“Yes, Doctor.” Spock stood from his seat. “I am aware that James Kirk is a friend of yours. I recognize that supporting me as you did must have been difficult.”

“Is that a thank you?” said Bones sarcastically.

“I am simply acknowledging your difficulties,” said Spock.

“Permission to speak freely, sir,” said Bones, and (Y/N) felt his emotions rise.

This’ll be quite something, thought (Y/N).

“I welcome it,” said Spock.

“Do you?” Bones raised a brow and scoffed. “Okay, then.” He glared. “Are you out of your Vulcan mind?” Everyone on the bridge blinked and turned around in surprise. “ Are you making the logical choice, sending Kirk away? Probably, but the right one?” Bones scoffed. “You know, back home we got a saying, ‘If you’re gonna ride in the Kentucky Derby, you don’t leave your prize stallion in the stable.’ ”

He’s definitely got guts, thought (Y/N).

“A curious metaphor, Doctor, as a stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential,” said Spock almost sarcastically.

“My god, man. You could at least act like it was a hard decision,” retorted Bones.

“I intend to assist in the effort to reestablish communication with Starfleet. However, if crew morale was better served by my roaming the halls weeping, I will gladly defer to your medical expertise,” said Spock sarcastically, cuttingly. “Excuse me.” He turned away to face (Y/N) and their station.

“Green-blooded hobgoblin,” huffed Bones, stalking out of the bridge.

“Spock, picking a fight with him won’t make you feel better,” murmured (Y/N).

“…I apologize,” said Spock.

“Tell that to him,” said (Y/N) sternly. They were laying all their trust into his intellect to save their planet. They didn’t have time for infighting.

“I will help Celia, (Y/N),” said Spock quietly. “I will.” He couldn’t save Vulcan. he wouldn’t let Celia be destroyed.

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noblehcart · 2 years ago

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i dare not risk it. ( for amanda )

@fasciinating

"i think you've risked plenty as it is." a mother knows.

it was series of odd encounters. not so much odd as unique and not so much unique as it was so inherently thoughtful that it left her pensive. her son was kind and gentle. her son was often attentive to her more than her own husband at times.

but not like this.

he didn't look at her with eyes like that. she had seen eyes like that before back on earth. those who have seen horrors. those who have thought they lost something-someone so precious only to find them back in their arms again. he looked at her as though he were waiting for her to disappear before his eyes in a gust of wind.

her son didn't look at her with those eyes. a mother knows.

her son's eyes looked to her in flickering ache for acceptance and love, her son's eyes looked to her with conflict and sometimes rage. not at her. at life. at society. at himself. sometimes she saw the flickers of resentment curling in, but he was good at smothering it before she could see it fully form and develop. he was kind in that way. but this man before her...which was the only way to describe it. her son went off to starfleet still in many ways a lost boy, but the man before her was different.

he carried himself different. his hair was slightly different. his tone was different and he looked at her different. a mother knows. a mother knows. amanda grayson knows what's within the realm of possibilities and the impossible. she knows that what she may know could very well be in flux as time passed. things changed. technology changed. the figure before her that was and wasn't her son was changed. a mother knows. her heart aches as he walks and talks with her. as he asks her questions he never cared to know the answer to. he takes interest in her and her life. he recalls memories shared and unshared as if they'd never have the time to do it again.

-and he remains carefully, delicately and in so many ways achingly close.

he has not been this close to her since he was a small child and there are nights she comes close to weeping because she hadn't seen that boy in years, but confused in the paradox that it wasn't quite the boy she sent off to starfleet. When you have eliminated all which is impossible then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. but it was the truth she was afraid of saying aloud. fear it would shatter the loveliness with the cruel truth of the matter. of what she knew in her heart that would bring him this close.

but she braves it anyway, swallowing thickly and smiling gently. "how long ago was it for you, spock?" her hands now ringing together ever so slightly. "no stardates. no details. i know the rules....i think i know, spock."

she quietly adds. "a mother knows."

#fasciinating #/ amanda grayson / threads #-whistles-

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scarletswalking · 10 months ago

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Spock and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle are related in canon.

"An ancestor of mine once said that if you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth." -Spock.

Spock and Sherlock Holmes are the same brand of “this character has been around for SO long and basically everyone agrees they’re gay or at least some flavor of queer. so much so that they’ve impacted the minds and hearts of GENERATIONS of queer people but for some reason, no matter how many adaptions and spin offs we get in the years since the original work, no one making the official work has had the guts to say it officially ”

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steamroller88 · 2 years ago

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"Once you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth." Spock

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boomthemoon · 4 years ago

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I'm watching Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country and Spock literally quoted Sherlock Holmes and said one of his ancestors used to say that, so is he somehow related to Arthur Conan Doyle? Or maybe Sherlock existed and he was a Vulcan? Or his ancestor just really liked that book?

#star trek vi: the undiscovered country #star trek #spock #sherlock holmes #the quote was #Once you eliminate the impossible whatever remains no matter how improbable must be the truth.

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vokava · 5 years ago

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* 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒 .

━━━━━ 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 , 𝑫𝑶 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑮. / KELVIN TIMELINE

𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑾𝑺 !

𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑻𝑯𝑺 !

𝑺𝑲𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑺 & 𝑯𝑶𝑩𝑩𝑰𝑬𝑺 !

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#👽 * / a child of two worlds ( about spock )#👽 * / whatever remains however improbable must be the truth ( kelvin timeline )

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cmndrspk · 3 years ago

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tags 01.

#⋆·˚ ༘ * s'chn t'gai spock ⤥ too foreign for home‚ too foreign for here‚ never enough for both.#⋆·˚ ༘ * about ⤥ a child of two worlds.#⋆·˚ ༘ * prime timeline ⤥ this simple feeling‚ is beyond comprehension.#⋆·˚ ༘ * kelvin timeline ⤥ if you eliminate the impossible‚ whatever remains however improbable‚ must be the truth.#⋆·˚ ༘ * headcanon ⤥ feel more deeply than humans.#⋆·˚ ༘ * musings ⤥ fear of death is illogical.#⋆·˚ ༘ * aesthetic ⤥ desert sands‚ and twin suns.#⋆·˚ ༘ * study ⤥ you can spend years studying his scars‚ and never know him fully.#⋆·˚ ༘ * answered ⤥ incoming transmission.

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commander-quack-to-the-bridge · 3 years ago

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silly little headcanon time

since we get to see Spock basically quote Sherlock Holmes, it is now my belief that he's read the books.

Sherlock was Spock's first crush. He found his logic and demeanor interesting and flattering, appreciated the way he never had time for people that weren't willing to listen to him and/or some sort of asset to him. Appreciated that Sherlock plays violin, especially when he needs time to just sit and ponder some big mystery. Found his chemical dependency illogical but could over look it because he was amazing to read about. There wasn't anything Sherlock couldn't achieve with his logic and higher level of thinking. And then Spock grew a bit older and realized that wasn't a crush at all, it was more along the lines of representation. He related to Sherlock, he wasn't crushing on the man. With that knowledge he decided to spend his spare time rereading his mother's old books.

Only on his reread the only character he could seem to pay attention to was Dr. John Watson. The way he acted without thinking, how angry he would get with Sherlock for being so apathetic towards everyone and everything that wasn't the case he was actively involved with. The way Watson seemed to balance out the parts of Sherlock that were disliked by the vast majority of characters in the story. The head strong soldier who was willing to risk it all to help someone in need. He found his infatuation with John Watson fascinating. Eventually he finishes his reread of the old stories and gets caught up in growing up.

He recalls Sherlock Holmes from time to time, typically in passing, often when he looks at a fellow Starfleet officer and says, "Once you eliminate the impossible whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."

And then he meets the hard headed, fiery, strong willed cadet who already - in his first two weeks in the academy - made a reputation for himself being quick to act, James Tiberius Kirk.

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clementine-kesh · 3 years ago

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Spock

favourite thing about them:

he’s spock like he’s literally spock. possibly one of thee most iconic characters of all time. i love that story about leonard nimoy talking to actual scientists who were spock fans and responding to them like he was spock when they talked science with him, it’s so sweet

least favourite thing about them:

period-typical sexism aside i do think the vulcan tendency to be rude to humans is a little annoying

favourite line:

the absolute classic “when you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth”

brOTP:

honestly i have not watched tos closely enough to have any strong feelings about this. i enjoy his and pike’s dynamic in snw though

OTP:

spirk like c’mon what else

nOTP:

again no strong opinion

random headcanon:

i know it’s pretty strong fanon but jewish spock for real

unpopular opinion:

people are like “oh snw spock is nothing like tos spock” which sure ok but guys there’ll be character development! i wouldn’t be surprised if the writers intended that so they could have him end up like tos spock at the end of the series

song i associate with them:

not a song per se but leonard cohen just in terms of vibes

favourite picture of them:

WHERE’S THE GIF OF HIM POUNDING THE GROUND WITH HIS FISTS idk i just think it’s funny

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kirkodiletears · 4 years ago

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Star Trek: The Motion Picture | Chapter 2 (with complete Kolinahr scene and Spock mentioning Kirk as "his t'hy'la"). Well worth reading.

This is the complete chapter 2 from Roddenberry's Star Trek The Motion Picture novelization, which covers Spock's Kolirahr scene, including his hearing Kirk's thoughts and calling him "his T'hy'la".

Worth reading. The whole book is. But this particular chapter is very important for understanding crusual thing about the relationship between Spock and Kirk and Spock's feelings about Kirk.

THIS IS HOW RODDENBERRY CREATED THEM TO BE.

From here: https://booksvooks.com/fullbook/star-trek-the-motion-picture-pdf-gene-roddenberry.html?page=6

Chapter Two

The stonework where Spock knelt was so ancient that its origins could not be traced in even the oldest Vulcan legends. Spock’s long robe bore the same patterns as those carved in the ancient stone. The meanings of these symbols were known only to the Vulcan Masters whose abode was here on the high plateau of Gol. Spock had come here not long after the starship Enterprise had completed its historic five-year mission.

It had seemed to Spock that he had no other choice. It was only through the Masters here on Gol that one could achieve Kolinahr. And it was only through Kolinahr that he could once and for all time unburden himself of his human half, which he believed responsible for his pain.

“Spock, son of Sarek of Vulcan and of Amanda of Earth, are thee prepared to open thy mind to us?”

This would be the closest human translation. The words were actually in Old Vulcan and spoken by the Master T’sai. To each side of her stood lesser Masters whose lips moved in an ancient chant in praise of reason.

“I am prepared.”

Spock gave the traditional and expected response. But he was troubled. Had his answer been the whole truth? As late as this very morning, he had felt fully prepared to be examined by the Vulcan Masters. During the past nine Vulcan seasons,1 he had not only survived the disciplines of Kolinahr, but also the harsh trials had taken him to those consciousness levels which are beyond the reach of confusion, fatigue, and pain. He knew that he had pleased the Masters, even the ones who had at first hesitated over permitting a mere half-Vulcan to become an acolyte in Gol. But no one doubted him any longer—no one but Spock himself.

Until this very morning, Spock had been certain that he had finally and fully exorcised his human half and its shameful emotional legacies. An hour before the rising of the Vulcan suns, Spock had made his way to the high promontory he had chosen as his own and there he had greeted the red dawn of this important day with mind-cleansing meditation. He had known that today he would face T’sai herself and that the High Master would invite him to enter with her into mindmeld so that she might place around his neck the old symbol which proclaimed his mastery of Kolinahr. In searching his consciousness this morning, Spock had been especially alert for any trace of pride in his accomplishments here in Gol. Kaiidth! What was, was! He had done only what he had been meant to do and had the good fortune to be able to do. With this thought, Spock had looked up at the red dawn sky in the direction where he knew Sol and Earth to be and had begun a respectful, but brief, farewell to his mother’s planet and the part of his life that it had represented. He had long ago decided that he would neither return to that place nor move among its people ever again.

Jim! Good-bye my . . . my t’hy’la.2 This is the last time I will permit myself to think of you or even your name again.

It was at this exact instant that a shockingly powerful consciousness imposed itself unexpectedly into Spock’s mind. It was almost as if some powerful entity had been searching the galaxy for some long-needed answers about Earth and humans and had become aware of Spock’s mind at the very instant he was saying his farewell to Earth and Kirk. Although Spock had no idea at the time what it meant, he felt himself being examined almost as if he were a living “Rosetta stone,” capable of understanding both logic and human irrationality, and thus a possible key by which a totally logical entity might understand Earth and humanity.

Most shocking of all, it had frightened Spock. On the morning of the very day that he was to be pronounced free of emotion, he had felt . . . fear. Fear, not so much for himself, but for Earth and for those Earth humans whom he had known for so long and so well.

How was it possible that he felt this? Not only was fear indisputably an emotion, how could he feel that emotion for a planet and a people which he had already exorcised from his consciousness and from his life!

“Here on these sands, our forebears cast out their animal passions, hence forever devoting their minds to logic. . . .”

The chant of reason was coming to an end and a troubled Spock remained kneeling before the High Master T’sai. Whatever the entity which had invaded Spock’s mind this morning, its presence seemed gone now. Perhaps he had misunderstood and had not felt fear—perhaps it had merely been surprise. Even a full Vulcan might be forgiven feeling some surprise over so powerful a consciousness touching his mind. Spock reminded himself that he had met every test of Kolinahr; the Masters themselves were acknowledging this by their very presence and participation in this ancient ceremony.

Spock could feel that T’sai was turning toward him as the ceremony approached the invitation to mindmeld. He knew that he must accept, and then enter T’sai’s mind, and she his. As part of her mind, Spock would be able to view himself and his place in the universe with the wisdom of a Master. And T’sai would become part of the consciousness that was Spock.

Forget Earth; think only of Vulcan. You were born here of a Vulcan father, raised here as a Vulcan son . . . and Vulcan children, like children everywhere, can be unthinkingly cruel. Strange, I have never been aware until now that it was my boyhood on Vulcan which had ultimately driven me into Starfleet. I had to prove to myself that those times of tears and laughter had been only a child’s errors. It was to prove my mastery over myself that I went out among humans and defied them to make me less Vulcan than I am.

But what was it that Jim Kirk had once said? “Spock, why fight so hard to be a part of only one world? Why not fight instead to be the best of both?”

“Spock!”

This from one of the lesser Masters. T’sai herself was looking down at Spock, puzzled.

“Spock, our minds also have felt that far-off ‘presence.’ Has it special meaning to you?”

There was nothing Spock could do but to nod . . . and to feel shame. Here, now, in the very midst of the Kolinahr ceremony, the mysterious alien consciousness was returning to probe his mind again. Again, he felt its interest in Earth . . . and then again he felt fear! And he felt shame too. As if struck by a bolt from an unseen ambush, Spock knew in this instant that the human half of him was far from extinguished. That half had simply been capable of human guile and had learned to hide itself even from his own notice. He had foolishly and carelessly underestimated it and believed it to be gone. But like the enemy it had always been, his human half had merely lain in wait in order to assault him while he was defenseless.

“Spock, your thoughts. Open them to me.”

Spock could not refuse the High Master T’sai, not even at this moment of shame. As she touched him, Spock let his mind open, in the giving and receiving of mindmeld Oneness. Kaiidth! What was there was there, and it was T’sai’s right to learn the complete truth of it.

The Klingons weren’t destroyed. It feels like . . . like they’ve become “wall exhibits in Hell.” And it’s headed for Earth. Spock, I wish you were here to help me understand.

Spock looked up, puzzled. That had felt like Jim Kirk’s thoughts. And yet it was T’sai who was standing here and to whom he had opened his thoughts. She was now releasing Spock’s consciousness and retrieving her own. Then her lips opened, and before she spoke Spock already knew what her words would be.

“Your answer lies elsewhere, Spock.”

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Star Trek x Sherlock - Sherlock, John, Spock, & Leonard - Prompt: You should meet my friend he's more irritating than yours - Words: 1,006

"Where the Sam Hill am I?" A grumpy voice yelled.

"221B Baker St. London, England. More precisely, on my couch. I would be most pleased if you would explain your presence."

"And just who are you, Mr. High-and-mighty?"

"The name is Sherlock Holmes. Yours?"

"Dr. Leonard McCoy."

"Doctor?" Sherlock replied surprised.

"Sherlock! You'll never believe this but I think I found your twin!" John yelled walking into the flat. "I was at the market getting our groceries when I heard screaming from out front. Turns out a man had passed out on the street. When I brought him around he acted just like you!"

"Dr. Watson, saying I am Mr. Holmes' twin is a gross exaggeration. I do not look like him nor did we have the same mother and father. And we most certainly did not come from the same pregnancy or were born at the identical time. As I explained to you, I'm from the year 2317 and this is most obviously the year 2017."

"Of course. I get beamed down to what is apparently Earth 2017 and I have to be put down here with Spock. What did I do to deserve this?" McCoy sighed.

"The idea of fate is illogical, Dr. McCoy," Spock and Sherlock replied in unison.

"Help me!" Dr. McCoy begged, staring at John.

"You should meet my friend. He's more irritating than yours," John said laughing.

"I already met Sherlock briefly. And don't bet on it." They both laughed, Sherlock and Spock looking on curiously. John suggested the two of them go upstairs and compare notes on their respective sociopaths while the sociopaths complain about humans.

"What are you doing?" Spock asked Sherlock once the Doctors were upstairs. Sherlock was sitting in his chair, legs crossed, hands together, staring at Spock.

"Deducing you. Obvious really."

"And what do you deduce about me, Mr. Holmes?"

"You're not human, you're actually half human. You feel most humans are completely illogical, which, by the way, is correct, but you do have a few close friends who you consider at least mostly intelligent. One of which is the good doctor upstairs. You pretend to not get along but your constant disagreements are actually the two of you bouncing ideas of each other. It's your form of friendship. You appreciate your high-ranking command-type status but prefer to assist rather than take over. You also have an odd affection for cats." Spock's ears tinted green at the last statement. "Don't be embarrassed, I love hedgehogs for some unknown reason."

"How did you know that?" Spock replied, genuinely surprised.

"Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains," Sherlock began.

"No matter how improbable, must be the truth," They finished together.

"Of course you knew that line," Sherlock said with a smirk. "Every time I say it John calls me Spock. Now it makes sense!"

"You know me? How could you? My mother often spoke of a genius detective, an ancestor of mine, who said that quite frequently. She had books about him and I read them frequently as a child. They were the only recreational Earth writings that interested me but they were hundreds of years old!"

"That is impossible! You and your Doctor are characters from a very popular television show and movie series! You're not supposed to be real!" Both men were becoming quite frustrated, not per se with each other though. The whole situation was not logical and therefore they couldn't make sense of it.

"Multi-verse paradox," the two Doctors announced from the stairs.

"We were discussing the same topic," John explained. "And realized not only did we come from different times but also different universes."

"Our ship must have hit a temporal anomaly that sent you and I down here," McCoy said.

"That would explain everything quite logically, Doctor, but I have one question," Spock replied. "How could we have known of each other if we're from such different times?"

"Only one explanation," Sherlock interrupted. "If this line of reasoning is correct, then there must be someone out there who can travel from one universe to another, picking any time they want to be in, that set up this line of events."

"Fascinating," Spock commented, raising one eyebrow.

"Khan!" McCoy suddenly yelled.

"Where?" Spock questioned, pulling out his phaser.

"No! He's not here, you pointy-eared hobgoblin!" John laughed and Sherlock stifled a snort. "I mean that I just figured out who Sherlock looks like!"

"Interesting," Spock replied, lowering his phaser but not putting it away. "You do have a remarkable resemblance to him."

"And just who is this Khan?"

"Oh my goodness, Sherlock! I never realized it but he's right! You look just like him!"

"John, will you please explain who I'm supposed to look like? Who's Khan? You know I don't like being in the dark."

"Khan was our greatest enemy a few years ago. He was a great man once, but he turned and tried to destroy us all. You, unfortunately, look just like him. I'll have to bring you back to the Enterprise with us and let the Captain talk with you."

"Spock! How can you do that? He's your own flesh and blood!" McCoy yelled.

"Are you sure of that Doctor? Or is this simply a clever illusion. A fake, a magic trick, as you would say?"

"No!" John yelled angrily. "You can't say that!" He was about to jump in and physically defend Sherlock when they heard a loud knock at the door.

"Doct-Leonard, please answer that," Spock said calmly. McCoy nodded and opened the door.

"Can I help you?" He asked the two young ladies on the other side.

"Yeah, we're here to straighten things out," the shorter girl with glasses said walking in.

"We may have inadvertently caused panic, which we apologise for," the taller, shorter-haired one added.

"Yep, we forgot to factor in actors."

"That explains it."

"Ok everyone, sit down and let us explain to you who actors are in the multi-verse." The four men all sit down on the sofa, each staring at the girls with their own versions of 'what-the-devil' written on their faces. "Oh, by the way, we're your time travelers. I'm Amethyst and this is Sapphire. Now, let's get started."

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Exploring a New World (5/30)

Pairing: James T. Kirk x Reader

A/N: Let me know your thoughts and thanks for reading!!

This series is based off the Star Trek: Alternate Original Series with actual scenes from the films.

After the destruction of Vulcan, you among many other doctors and nurses were checking the surviving Vulcan elders who now resided on the Enterprise. You took out some wrapping and made your way to your current patient, James T. Kirk. You grabbed his hand and started to wrap it in a bandage as you asked, “are you okay?”

“Yeah. Are you,” Kirk said quietly as he brought his uninjured hand up to your face. He brushed his thumb on the forming bruised on your cheekbone. “Looks like they got you pretty good.”

You gave him a soft smile as you grabbed his hand and pulled it away from your face, “don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.”

“I’ll always worry about you,” he admitted. You both remained silent for a few moments. He kept his eyes on you as you continued to tend to his hand. “We’re going to get your dad back.”

“I know,” you nodded and gave him a sad smile. “I just hope that when we do, it won’t be too late.”

He quickly responded, “it won’t be. And I promise you that I will do everything in my power to get him back safely.” Once you finished bandaging his hand, he stood from the bed and extended his unharmed hand to you, “come on, let’s go for a walk. You need to clear your head.”

You hesitated as watched his hand for a moment then reluctantly agreed. You grabbed his hand and followed him as he led you both out of med bay.

You were leaning against the railing behind the captain’s chair where Kirk was sitting. Spock roamed around the bridge as he asked, “have you confirmed that Nero is headed for Earth?”

“Their trajectory suggests no other destination, Captain,” Nyota responded as she spun her chair around to face him.

“Thank you, Lieutenant.”

Kirk said, “Earth may be his next stop, but we have to assume every Federation planet’s a target.”

“Out of the chair,” Spock demanded calmly to the blonde who rolled his eyes in response. Kirk got out of the chair as told and made his way beside you.

“Well, if the Federation is the target, why didn’t they destroy us,” Chekov asked.

“Why would they? Why waste a weapon? We obviously weren’t a threat,” Sulu responded.

“That is not it,” Spock stated. “He said he wanted me to see something, the destruction of my home planet.”

“How the hell did they do that, by the way,” you wondered. “I mean, where did the Romulans get that kind of weaponry?”

“The engineering comprehension necessary to artificially create a black hole may suggest an answer. Such technology could theoretically be manipulated to create a tunnel through space-time,” Spock replied.

“Damn it man, we’re not physicists. Are you actually suggesting they’re from the future,” Leonard asked as he waved his arm around.

“If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”

Leonard rolled his eyes, “how poetic.”

“Then what would an angry future Romulan want with my father,” you asked.

“As Captain, he does know details of Starfleet’s defences,” Sulu pointed out.

Kirk pushed himself off the railing that you both were leaning on and stepped towards the centre of the bridge. “What we need to do is catch up to that ship, disable it, take it over and get Pike back.”

“We are technologically outmatched in every way. A rescue attempt would be illogical,” Spock stated.

Chekov added, “Nero’s ship would have to drop out of warp for us to overtake them.”

“Then what about assigning engineering crews to try and boost our warp yield?” You suggested.

Spock started, “the remaining crew are repairing radiation leaks on the lower decks and damage to subspace communications, without which we cannot contact Starfleet. We must gather with the rest of Starfleet to balance the terms of the next engagement.”

Kirk marched over to Spock as he exclaimed, “there won’t be a next engagement. By the time we’ve gathered, it’ll be too late. You say he’s from the future, knows what’s going to happen. Then the logical thing is to be unpredictable.”

“You are assuming that Nero knows how events are predicted to unfold. The contrary Nero’s very presence has altered the flow of history. Beginning with the attack on the U.S.S. Kelvin, culminating the events of today. Thereby creating an entire new chain of incidents that cannot be anticipated by either party.”

“An alternate reality,” you stated aloud in realization.

“Precisely, doctor,” Spock said and walked back toward the chair and sat down. “Whatever our lives might have been, if the time continuum was disrupted, our destinies have changed. Mr. Sulu, plot a course for the Laurentian system, warp factor 3.”

“Spock, don’t do that,” Kirk protested as he followed the Vulcan. “Running back to the rest of the fleet for a confab is a massive waste of time.”

“These are the orders issued by Captain Pike when he left the ship.”

“Yes, well he also ordered for us to go back and get him,” you defended.

“Exactly,” Kirk asserted. “Spock, you are Captain now. You have to make-”

Spock interrupted, “I am aware of my responsibilities Mr. Kirk.”

“Every second we waste, Nero’s getting closer to his next target.”

“That is correct, and why I’m instructing you to accept the fact that I alone am in command.”

“I will not allow us to go backward away from the problem, instead of hunting Nero down,” Kirk barked furiously.

Spock rose from his chair and sternly said, “security, escort him out.”

Two men approached Kirk and grabbed his arms leading him out of the bridge. Kirk abruptly stopped then pushed one man to the floor and elbowed the other in the face.

“Stop it,” you yelled. You took a step towards them, but Leonard placed his arm in front of you to block your way. You looked up at him and all did was shake his head.

You looked back towards the fighting as Spock approached them. The Vulcan grabbed Kirk’s shoulder in a particular manner causing the blonde to fall unconscious. Spock firmly ordered, “get him off this ship.”

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kinetic-elaboration · 4 years ago

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August 5: 3x02 The Enterprise Incident

After several weeks of being in like a TOS desert (Assignment: Earth; Spock’s Brain) finally we get to The Enterprise Incident, one of the best episodes, possibly of all time. Why was D.C. Fontana so good??? How??

McCoy narration! How unusual. I like how it contributes to the generally jarring opening, with Kirk acting so out of character and so on. All of the crew being fooled and the audience too.

I’d say this scene is the only one Kirk haters have ever seen--where he’s all arrogant and impatient and mean--but he’s not being slutty enough.

When you need intel, you go to Uhura.

This is an interesting ep because the Enterprise is being uncharacteristically sneaky. Usually, they’re obviously doing the right thing in the straightforwardly right way, but this really is an espionage mission, which includes, in addition to the garden variety lying, major stuff like uh treaty breaking.

Wow, a Romulan with a name. Unusual. Is he the first named Romulan?

They want the Enterprise. They want his lady!

Hmmm, you have a Vulcan on board, do you? Very interested in that. It’s pretty funny that the Commander calls up as soon as Tal mentions Spock,like she has a sixth sense that picked up on a potential hottie on the enemy ship.

Oh no, Kirk and Spock aren’t getting along. Trouble in paradise...

Spock looks very disapproving. And Kirk is acting downright despotic. Hot.

Imagine being the Romulan hostages lol. That’s awkward. “Go their ship and uh sit in their brig, nbd, we’ll bring you back.” (And then later one of them is unceremoniously stripped naked.) (And then later still they’re completely forgotten about!!!)

Scotty’s face when he sees the hostages is very funny. Like “oh I know what to do with YOU.”

I love the Female Romulan Commander already.

Wow Kirk is such a liar. Just say it loudly enough and it will SEEM true. Navigation error etc.

“It’s no myth that Vulcans can’t lie,” Spock lied.

“It’s not a lie to keep the truth to oneself.” Feel like I gotta outright steal that.

Oooh, the Commander has a temper.

Kirk is “a highly sensitive and emotional person.”

He’s living for the drama.

This must be all very confusing for the crew.

I love Captain Scotty. He’s so intense.

“You make a brave noise.” Burn.

Spock’s been an officer for 18 years. I’d do the math on that but I’m not sure when one becomes an officer specifically.

“Do you like Captain Kirk?” (I don’t even remember why I wrote this down, but uh, yeah.)

...Damn this whole scene is so good.

“I don’t make house calls.”

Except for Kirk.

It’s bizarre that the Romulans are in Klingon ships (that look like Federation ships on the inside) for pretty much no reason but I do like the design of them in general.

Funny how “Attend me” sounds an awful lot like “My wife, attend.”

Lol at the crocheted board shorts on the male Romulan officers. The Commander is MUCH more stylish.

“Are the guards invited on our date?”

“It would be illogical to assume that all conditions remain stable.” What a F L I R T.

Very bold of her to basically declare “Spock, you’re Captain now.”

Kirk looks like the drunk friend, swaying in the background, gearing up to something.

“Vulcan death grip” lol. Sounds like made up Vulcan nonsense to me! (And it is.)

Even if it weren’t, Spock is an adult Vulcan and a trained Starfleet officer, he would never just accidentally death grip someone.

And now it all comes out. Because Chapel was nosy. Love that she just casually knows all this stuff about Vulcan abilities.

They told Bones pretty late about this whole plan. I feel like Scotty and Bones should have been in the original loop.

“You’re lucky they didn’t start an autopsy.”

Love that part of Kirk’s transformation into a Romulan was putting on eye shadow.

Also love Scotty’s face journey when he sees Romulan!Kirk.

Look at these decadent Commander’s quarters. Spock must love them.

Recruiting inducements lol--is that what the kids are calling it these days?

“Don’t beam me into a bulkhead.” Don’t even joke.

Spock hasn’t sent the coordinates because he’s DISTRACTED while on his DATE.

I love their little square drinking glasses.

“I do... appreciate it.”

“If you don’t tell me your name, I’ll have to make one up for you.”

TOS Spock apparently more smooth than AOS Kirk.

When she stood up, that mini-skirt basically became a shirt--barely.

His lady leaves the room and he immediately call his man--what a slut.

The Commander’s “casual” outfit is easily one of the best TOS costumes. So pretty! 10/10 would wear today.

“Stimulate...our discussion.” Sure. Your discussion.

He’s been moved emotionally.

Dammit Tal! Stop cockblocking the commander.

Love how obvious it was that she and Spock were hooking up--she's dressed up, he appears dramatically from behind the flowing white curtains in her frankly huge quarters.

The cloaking device looks suspiciously like Nomad again.

“How could you do this to me?” Girl, you’ve known him for an hour. Calm down the drama.

Also love the earrings.

That was a weak slap. She should have sent him sprawling with her Romulan strength. I guess her heart wasn’t in it.

Romulans are Vulcans but with unfiltered Drama.

I like her jellyfish chair.

Now Spock shall fillibuster his own death by reading a very long prepared statement.

She hears the phrase "historic tradition" and sighs like "this is gonna be the longest 20 minutes of my LIFE.”

Silly of Kirk to assume they wouldn't fire on the commander and/or that she wouldn't ORDER them to fire.

“Alien contraption.” Scotty enjoying himself.

Hmmm, the Commander was bragging to Spock off screen about the cloaking device--what else might she have said that we didn’t hear?

Mr. Spock will escort you to your quarters--more like Mr. Spock will escort you to HIS quarters amirite?

She would like his weaponry.

“Military secrets are the most fleeting of all.” Well that line didn’t have to go that hard.

“It was the only choice. You would not respect any other.” Where’s all the talk about loyalty and oaths now?

“They do not look aesthetically agreeable on humans.” Textual evidence for my theory that Vulcans, though humanoid, have some sort of indescribable Alien Aura quite apart from the eyebrows and ears.

That was such a good ending. Last major dialogue scene was a serious one between Spock and the Commander, but then there’s a little humorous coda, too--a good shot of Spock looking pensive, but also the peanut gallery having a little laugh.

I love that episode so much. I love how... difficult Spock is to read. On the one hand, I do think he was really attracted to the Romulan Commander. I also think he was hiding a lot of the truth about why he didn’t join the Romulans--I mean yes, that was never a real option and it would certainly be wildly out of character for him to do it. But he also talks exclusively about loyalty to Starfleet, his oath, his uniform, as if but for the happenstance of these things, if he were making a decision for himself instead of following his duty, he might prefer to be with her and the Romulans. But what about the obvious other factor--Kirk himself? What about “A starship runs on loyalty to one man, and no one can replace it--or him?” I feel like his connection to Kirk is like the unspoken undertone to all of this. Especially because, as Captain and XO, they were the only ones to know about this plan from the beginning, and probably came up with the details of it themselves. But we also know that Spock takes the mean things that Kirk says to heart, even if they’re only said as part of a mission or larger ploy. And we also know that he truly desires belonging, and that being part one thing and part another often makes him feel as if he belonged nowhere. But the Romulan Commander didn’t seem to care about his human heritage. She asked him what he was, and only mentioned the human part one other time, not in a negative way. I do see the temptation for him.

It’s also interesting that Kirk initially refers to the Commander as “he,” implying he didn’t know specifically who was in charge of the ship. That means that while he and Spock clearly planned for Spock to undermine and then “kill” Kirk, and almost certainly to play on Romulan/Vulcan cultural connections, they probably did not plan on Spock seducing anyone. He did that on his own.

This would reboot so well. Like, aside from the S/U aspects, it’s a perfect candidate: a spy narrative that has a little bit of the gray morality they’re so attached to; Kirk and Spock tension; Kirk being Dramatique; cool aliens--and it would have been very interesting to see this story play out in the context of the destruction of Vulcan. (More generally, I think completely forgetting about the Romulans after the first reboot film was a huge mistake but whatever.)

Mmmm, I just... I want to watch it again lol. D.C. Fontana was truly the queen of alien world building. That sense of alien-ness that I get in the Spock and Commander scenes is like what I’m going for in some of my own stuff.

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