[mirror!Pike and nu!Spock] -- [Private, uncommentable]

[mirroredcommand]

This is rated NCC-1701. Seriously. This gets quite graphic. Read at your own hesitation. Not suitable for ANYONE, but if you have a very filthy mind, enjoy!



Security was standing there, two of them directly to either side of the lone occupied cell of the brig. It was so quiet that the hum of the ship seemed more audible then normal. The protected cell was generous for a cell, and its occupant sat on the bed, sprawled casually as if he was in his own bedroom instead of a prisoner.

[OOC: This entire thread takes place between Ensign Spottacus leaving the brig and Spock returning to his quarters and talking with Jim. During this time, amazingly, no one came and checked on the prisoner. This thread cannot have comments as it occurred in private and has already occurred.

ALSO NOTE: As laid down by cso_spock, the security cameras have been incredibly well edited to show nothing out of the ordinary occurring.

P.S. to the Enterprise herself - Done under Cmdr. Spock's codes and the like, the editing would have only been noted somewhat and since the cameras otherwise off, unknowing that it was occurring.]

Comments

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

"James T. Kirk," He watched him carefully, curious to see his reaction to this. "You did see him in uniform, earlier," Though that particular moment was a haze in his mind.

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"...young, just like you." Slightly thoughtful. "I have no doubts he is gunning to take the ship from me. I've lost three men to poisoning recently."

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

His hand tightened into a fist, briefly, at his side. What was this, Stockholm syndrome? Or had he really never outlived that infatuation from his younger years, that he didn't want to see Pike fall victim to injury, regardless of the universe or reincarnations? "...you are more than capable of defending your life against his attempts, especially with assistance of the Spock of your universe."

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"Hmm." Spock was being very openly studied. "Why do you think Spock will try and stop him?" He asked bluntly. "Such a strange universe. So much... weaker."

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

He didn't move from where he leaned against the wall. "I predict that he already has, to some extent, if your subordinates have suffered instead of you," He also suspected that certain things did not change cross-dimensionally, though their applications did.

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

"A logical point." A very slight smirk. He studied Spock for several more moments, then said, "You don't want to see me die." He stated easily, knowingly.

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

It didn't bother him half as much as when Kirk was all-knowing. Maybe it was just easier to accept from Pike, no matter the scruffiness and evilness. "I do not desire for Christopher Pike to die. You are one version of him, and so it may extend to you--but more so because I do not know if one identity can live while another dies."

[iron-command.livejournal.com]

That made the smirk grow in size. "Ah." As if the world had suddenly been made clear to him. There was a pleased expression for sure, but it still held that edge of darkness that made it almost terrifying. He closed his eyes, like the great cat going to sleep.

"You are dismissed, Spock."

[cso-spock.livejournal.com]

Spock had no doubts as to whether the man knew what he meant by his words. This very scenario had played out in his mind when he was a cadet (the revelation, not the mind meld or the sex). But, against this man, not really the Pike he knew, it didn't bother him so much. It actually made him feel...somewhat relieved, for the moment.

He said nothing to his dismissal, merely stepped outside of the cell, and activated the barrier again, and returned to his quarters. (http://cso-spock.livejournal.com/1556.html)