Everytime. The door locked as his senses went on alert. Spock could feel the air currents, could smell the leather of Pike's chair, could all but hear the human's heart beat, steady and deep.
He moved as directed, stood in front of Pike at ease with his arms folded behind his back.
"I was completing the data input for a personal experiment I am considering. It was simple to delay."
It had been simple. Once he had unclenched his fingers from around the edge of his console.
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Date: 2009-12-03 06:56 pm (UTC)He moved as directed, stood in front of Pike at ease with his arms folded behind his back.
"I was completing the data input for a personal experiment I am considering. It was simple to delay."
It had been simple. Once he had unclenched his fingers from around the edge of his console.