He did not appreciate the sound of that at all. Spock turned quickly to face whatever had crept up behind him, whatever devilish construct they were about to face now. However, he also backed up in the door, feeling the rough stone of it press into his thoughts along with the failing heat of the flames. He splayed the fingers back against the door, feeling carved inscriptions beneath his fingertips.
Maybe this would work, there wasn't anything to say it wouldn't besides his counterpart's failed request. All that mattered was getting inside to the sooth the pain, the ache practically radiating off the stone. Spock closed his eyes, and whispered.
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Date: 2009-09-12 08:01 pm (UTC)Maybe this would work, there wasn't anything to say it wouldn't besides his counterpart's failed request. All that mattered was getting inside to the sooth the pain, the ache practically radiating off the stone. Spock closed his eyes, and whispered.
Sanoi, Christopher.