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Solitary: Star Trek: the Original Series: Fanfic: Act out Being Alive
Title: Act out Being Alive
Fandom: Star Trek: the Original Series
Rating: G
Length: 100 words
Summary: Everything seems to be a rerun of the Enterprise's encounter with First Federation, except that Spock is no longer the same.
Author's note: Dialogue taken from The Corbomite Maneuver
“The object is following us.” Spock said. “No signs of life.”
“Have you tried to hail it?” Jim asked. Again?
“No answers.”
He doesn’t look at me.
"Has it occurred to you that there's a certain inefficiency in constantly questioning me on things you've already made up your mind about?" Spock asked.
"It gives me emotional security."
Spock raised an eyebrow.
Jim smiled.
"Care to speculate on what we'll find if we go on ahead?"
"It is illogical to speculate without sufficient information." Spock replied coldly.
He doesn't remember. Patience.
Why am I still mourning when Spock is right here?
Fandom: Star Trek: the Original Series
Rating: G
Length: 100 words
Summary: Everything seems to be a rerun of the Enterprise's encounter with First Federation, except that Spock is no longer the same.
Author's note: Dialogue taken from The Corbomite Maneuver
“The object is following us.” Spock said. “No signs of life.”
“Have you tried to hail it?” Jim asked. Again?
“No answers.”
He doesn’t look at me.
"Has it occurred to you that there's a certain inefficiency in constantly questioning me on things you've already made up your mind about?" Spock asked.
"It gives me emotional security."
Spock raised an eyebrow.
Jim smiled.
"Care to speculate on what we'll find if we go on ahead?"
"It is illogical to speculate without sufficient information." Spock replied coldly.
He doesn't remember. Patience.
Why am I still mourning when Spock is right here?