[ for a moment if almost seems like spock would also like to forego the rest of the party to climb jim like a tree because he kisses him again, firmer and lingering much longer, but he does at length draw back to regard him before nodding. ]
We will find our equilibrium, ashal-veh. Let us go inside so that you may meet Doctor K'tinca, whose recent studies into the effects of thoughtfully applied classical music to the well being of crews who are deployed for long periods of time have had fascinating results.
[ we all know what classical means. damn, spock really did hand-pick a scientist for jim to talk to who shares an interest with him and whose work complements jim's wheelhouse of knowledge. ]
Hang on, hang on. Did. Did you just call me 'babe' effectively? [Jim's grin can't possibly get any wider, but his glee is off the charts now. Eyebrows up, bouncing on the balls of his feet excited by the term of endearment that just passed between them.] You did, didn't you!
[He had to be in the splash zone of Spock's love life for many years and one does not spend that much time in said zone (and kinda pining forlornly after a guy) for that long without picking up a few things. But he can't belabor the point for more than a couple seconds.
His shock and delight is growing to proportions that metaphors usually associate with kids and gift giving holidays but we both know Jimothy here didn't really get much of that in his childhood. Suffice it to say, things are coming up Jim in the last five minutes.]
Holy shit, really??? What kind of classical music? What species? Was it chosen by poll? We gotta go back in I have So many questions--
[ at that bit of perceptiveness, spock startles like a frightened deer, eyes slightly widened from their normal state. but jim is so delighted, so pleased about it, that despite his fluster all spock does is consider a moment before nodding. ]
While not a direct translation, that is an adequate comparison.
[ the mood whiplash is truly real in the chilis tonight, but seeing jim so happy naturally has spock happy in turn: he smiles a little more, certainly more than he would allow around anyone else, then shifts to place a hand at jim's back to guide him back inside. ]
Doctor K'tinca will be able to answer all of those questions far better than I, along with any others you may think of while she does so.
[ and so they head back inside. by the time they're around others spock feels much steadier than earlier, though he does keep his hand at jim's back long enough for v'raht to see the contact before spock returns to his usual stance, a petty little bit of insult to injury.
k'tinca turns as they approach, a tall caitian who beams upon seeing them. ]
Mister Spock, I hope this is the person you assured me would be so interested in my work that you 'wouldn't be able to get a word in edgewise, as goes the human idiom.'
[ she actually does a very good job of imitating his intonation when she does her impression; spock just arches an eyebrow slightly, apparently unbothered by her boistrous energy. ]
Indeed. Doctor K'Tinca, this is Jim Kirk, my partner. Jim, this is Doctor K'tinca, the foremost researcher in her field in the quadrant.
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We will find our equilibrium, ashal-veh. Let us go inside so that you may meet Doctor K'tinca, whose recent studies into the effects of thoughtfully applied classical music to the well being of crews who are deployed for long periods of time have had fascinating results.
[ we all know what classical means. damn, spock really did hand-pick a scientist for jim to talk to who shares an interest with him and whose work complements jim's wheelhouse of knowledge. ]
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[He had to be in the splash zone of Spock's love life for many years and one does not spend that much time in said zone (and kinda pining forlornly after a guy) for that long without picking up a few things. But he can't belabor the point for more than a couple seconds.
His shock and delight is growing to proportions that metaphors usually associate with kids and gift giving holidays but we both know Jimothy here didn't really get much of that in his childhood. Suffice it to say, things are coming up Jim in the last five minutes.]
Holy shit, really??? What kind of classical music? What species? Was it chosen by poll? We gotta go back in I have So many questions--
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While not a direct translation, that is an adequate comparison.
[ the mood whiplash is truly real in the chilis tonight, but seeing jim so happy naturally has spock happy in turn: he smiles a little more, certainly more than he would allow around anyone else, then shifts to place a hand at jim's back to guide him back inside. ]
Doctor K'tinca will be able to answer all of those questions far better than I, along with any others you may think of while she does so.
[ and so they head back inside. by the time they're around others spock feels much steadier than earlier, though he does keep his hand at jim's back long enough for v'raht to see the contact before spock returns to his usual stance, a petty little bit of insult to injury.
k'tinca turns as they approach, a tall caitian who beams upon seeing them. ]
Mister Spock, I hope this is the person you assured me would be so interested in my work that you 'wouldn't be able to get a word in edgewise, as goes the human idiom.'
[ she actually does a very good job of imitating his intonation when she does her impression; spock just arches an eyebrow slightly, apparently unbothered by her boistrous energy. ]
Indeed. Doctor K'Tinca, this is Jim Kirk, my partner. Jim, this is Doctor K'tinca, the foremost researcher in her field in the quadrant.