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Captain Christopher Richard Pike ([personal profile] mirroredcommand) wrote2009-08-13 07:49 pm
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Another Confrontation in the Brig

The worst part of the time in the brig was the boredom. Normally he was a very, very busy man. He worked with the science division of his crew quite strongly when it was needed, in particular Spock on the replication of the alien technology that was the source of power for his gloves. They had many plans for it, in particular for the Enterprise herself.

Now he was alone, or possibly only mostly alone depending on who else was in the brig. Without the First Officer that was the single person he trusted in any universe. Briefly, he entertained the thought of Spock attempting to come through the barrier between universes to find him, but would not push the strength of their trust that far. But... perhaps.

For now... he could wait.

[identity profile] iron-command.livejournal.com 2009-08-15 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Their eyes held steady.

"...and I'll be here, waiting."

Pike sat down on the bed, and for just a moment, the proud lion stance that he has retained since coming to this verse falters. Seen in the tightening of his fists, the dropping of his head, the tight squeeze of his eyes.

Then, as quick as it came, it was gone. He laid out, not looking at Spock again.

[identity profile] sehlatbear.livejournal.com 2009-08-15 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Spock spares one more glance for this Pike as the barrier goes back up. His exit is as easy as his entrance had been.