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(Mirrorverse) The Situation as it Stands
Jan. 6th, 2010 08:14 pmIt was everything he could have hoped for. The ship responded to his mere thoughts, as long as some part of his body was in contact with something connected to the ship. The floor, a console, a wall, anything seemed to work provided part of the ship ran through it. His bed, for example, did not work. His ship would live beyond him. It hurt that Spock would never be able to see this, but Pike was sure of one thing. He would find another ship to captain in the universe where Spock seemed happier, and he would take everything they had learned from this as well as their experimentation and build something greater. He had designed this Enterprise, and he could accomplish it again.
Pike looked across the room to the two packs settled in by the door. They were filled with anything that had come to mind as something he did not want to leave behind, along with several padds full of schematics, plans, and calculations. Tucked away in a private file, something only someone with full control of the ship could access, was the transwarp transport calculations he had taken from the other universe.
Yet he desperately wanted to reach out for his bond mate. It had been somewhat foolish of him to think that they could survive in different universes and be happy. He could not remain here much longer, not without Spock. He had grown far too use Spock at his side, and while he wanted it no other way, it had also him grow weaker in certain areas. The longer he remained, the less safe he was.
It did not stop the desire to be near him, to have him near now, nor for what was wrong to be fixed. This was a step towards fixing them. He would give up everything he had ever worked for...
...for the one thing he wanted.
Pike looked across the room to the two packs settled in by the door. They were filled with anything that had come to mind as something he did not want to leave behind, along with several padds full of schematics, plans, and calculations. Tucked away in a private file, something only someone with full control of the ship could access, was the transwarp transport calculations he had taken from the other universe.
Yet he desperately wanted to reach out for his bond mate. It had been somewhat foolish of him to think that they could survive in different universes and be happy. He could not remain here much longer, not without Spock. He had grown far too use Spock at his side, and while he wanted it no other way, it had also him grow weaker in certain areas. The longer he remained, the less safe he was.
It did not stop the desire to be near him, to have him near now, nor for what was wrong to be fixed. This was a step towards fixing them. He would give up everything he had ever worked for...
...for the one thing he wanted.
