Date: 2009-09-16 12:33 pm (UTC)
There was only a moment of a pause before, "Switch the last two. That order." He gave a smirk and divested himself of his shirt, eyes tracing over the unfamiliar material for a moment before tossing it aside. "Such strange uniforms."

His gaze lifted and traced over Spock again, and he gave a cool smirk. His beautiful Vulcan, his and no one else's, tamed by his hand alone and responsive to the same. It seemed that no matter the circumstances, they would find each other.
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Captain Christopher Richard Pike

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