captain_jtkirk | .054 - brain cancer ahoy

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.054 - brain cancer ahoy

Bones, your stupid pills aren't doing anything. And I'm being mature and telling you about my physical ails as it's happening.

So fix it.

Please.

[Private to Uhura]

Do you know how to bake?

[Private to Shego AGAIN]

Seriously just give me some sign that you're still alive. That's all I want.

[ooc; Kirk has this because of T'Pol mad scientist attempt at mind melding during the flood. Thanks bitch, you gave him Vulcan AIDS.]

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I was under the impression sloppy or forceful melds didn't happen. [At least Spock was pretty righteous about it.]

[Spock didn't live in her time.] That is untrue. [She paused for a moment, unsteady, before continuing.] It was believed that melders made up a minority of the population until six years ago. There was a stigma against melding.

['Melders?' McCoy's brow rose.] I hadn't heard that bit of Vulcan's history. [The again, Vulcans didn't exactly advertise.] You met one of these 'melders?'

I imagine Vulcan society would prefer to forget the last several decades. Administrator V'Las corrupted Surak's teachings to serve his own purposes. [T'Pol pressed her lips together and fell silent for a moment before nodding.]

Enterprise came in contact with a Vulcan ship, ten years ago. They were V'tosh ka'tur.

Even if history is unpleasant, it's better to learn from it then to sweep it under the rug.

[His brow quirked.] V'tosh ka'tur? [Imagine that pronunciation mangled.]

I agree.

[She opened her mouth to correct it and decided against it. Not worth it. Silly human.] Vulcans without logic. They thought it was possible to live their lives embracing emotion.

Vulcans without the hang up on logic? Now that's something I'd like to see. [He paused, remembering his experiences in T'Pol's body and frowned.] On second thought it's better to leave sleeping dogs where they lay.

[He glanced back at T'Pol.] So fell in with the bad crowd did you?

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They are dangerous. [She glanced sharply up at him, reminded of exactly what she told Captain Archer. Just because they eat chicken and smile...She glanced away again, mouth pressed into a thin line.]

I followed advice I should not have. [And was mind raped for her trouble. Awesome.]

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.054 - brain cancer ahoy

[spam] You're so jealous

[spam] ...a little. maybe.

[spam] It's ok, we all can't be cool :[ like me

[spam] we can't all have an ego, either

[spam] bullshit, you're a bunch of proud elves.

[spam] you racist bastard, I'm telling santa not to bring you anything.

[spam] just because you're an elf doesn't mean you have it in with santa :|

[spam] yes. yes I do. I'm the head elf. Suck it. :|