Spock's shields were already open, blasted down to broadcast the sound and fury of Christopher's Spock. The contact with his younger counterpart was all that it took to hurtle the two together, no change in landscape this time but a curious bending of bodies, a lowering of boundaries, a strange dual consciousness overlaid with their individual observing voices.
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Date: 2009-09-13 12:02 am (UTC)