[ CATCH-ALL; OTA ]

[overanalytically]

WHO: Spock + YOU
WHERE: Mainly De Chima and Heropa, but open to other places if wanted
WHEN: any time during July
WHAT: July catch-all! Specific starters in comments (slow in coming) - feel free to make your own top-level or hit me up on plurk (shifting) and we can set up something specific!
WARNINGS: None so far, will update if necessary

Comments

[overanalytically]

[ There's a beat before his eyes narrow slightly, a hint of confusion in them. ]

Pardon me, Lord Vorkosigan, but I am uncertain if you are attempting to indulge in the Human tendency of boasting.

[dendarii]

... Er. Well. Maybe a little, I guess. Most people are surprised.

[overanalytically]

As would be the majority of Vulcans were my relations ever discussed. As the Vulcan life expectancy is approximately three times that of Humans, courtship is typically not undertaken until the fifth or sixth decade.

[dendarii]

[ Miles' eyes widen in return. ]

Ah. Well. I suppose that puts us right in the same range.

[overanalytically]

Approximately.

[dendarii]

You likely had better taste. I was a mess.

[overanalytically]

Should Lieutenant Uhura ever arrive within this reality, you will find that your assessment is wholly accurate.

[ His tone is just slightly wistful there, his expression softening just in thinking about her. ]

[dendarii]

I'll accept that just because she sounds amazing.

[overanalytically]

I assure you, she is.

[dendarii]

Does she know about you and Jim?

[overanalytically]

[ There's a subtle change in his expression at that question, the open fondness that had gradually grown more apparent in the discussion of Uhura suddenly closing off and Spock glancing down. ]

... The development between Kirk and I only began within this reality.

[dendarii]

[ Oh. Oops. And he'd been doing so well. ]

So she has no idea.

[overanalytically]

She does not.

[dendarii]

Surely she would understand.

[overanalytically]

Unknown.

[dendarii]

... Well. It's all moot until you go home, anyway.

[overanalytically]

Or until she possibly arrives here.

[dendarii]

That as well. Either is entirely possible.

[overanalytically]

... And yet I find that I am uncertain which I would prefer.

[dendarii]

If she joined you here, she could ... join you?

[overanalytically]

[ He blinks again, clearly not understanding what Miles is implying. ]

She would be welcome to join me, but the housing assignments are determined by the government, are they not?

[dendarii]

Not what I meant, Spock.

[overanalytically]

[ There's a small, brief frown, but it clears after a few seconds, replaced by something between shock and fear. ]

... Ah.

[dendarii]

That doesn't appeal to you?

[overanalytically]

I ... would not know if such a scenario were possible.

[ But oh, he's thinking about it now. ]