"You have good taste." Pike stated with amusement, circling back to Spock's front. He drew the edge of his finger along Spock's jaw, the lights of the room bright on the pink-white scarring on his arm. The markings left behind were ugly, the muscle lost, as the Empire's doctors were not taught to bother healing the physical beauty of the natural body.
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Date: 2009-12-03 09:26 pm (UTC)