"This ship is full of children playing Starfleet." Pike mirrored his mate, placing his forehead against Spock's temple. "Fools, though a few are respectable. A small few." That smell was one he could never have forgotten but had gone too long without. Something he had not thought about in some time, but as the very old saying went...
...something about the heart growing fond or something like that.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2009-09-16 02:26 am (UTC)...something about the heart growing fond or something like that.