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Date: 2009-08-14 07:19 pm (UTC)
He could see, then, Spock make his first actual move of the meeting. The half-Vulcan slowly turned his head and looked over his shoulder at him. The anger had mostly been replaced with something else, a sort of guarded curiosity, as Spock appeared to examine him from afar.

"...has he gone insane?"

"...maybe old age is starting to get to him-"

"That thing'll rip out his mind while he sleeps."

"Bet you 20 credits he's dead in two days."

"Fifteen extra if he takes out the old bridge crew."


"Its a bet."

Pike waited until the whispering died down before he moved from his seat, slowly walking down the isle and straight to where the young half-Vulcan was. From this distance, he studied Spock, meeting the dark eyes without fear or disgust. No, his mind fully believed him to be in command of the situation. "Spock."

Spock did not shrink back from him, didn't move, and didn't lower his gaze in intimidation as so many young officers would in Pike's presence. The gaze held. "Captain." Spock's tone was devoid of anything than simple respect, not tainted by any irritation, anger, or (worst of all) cockiness.
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