"Here." Pike decided, gripping Spock's wrist and pressing his thumbs into the exact location. Already, an image was forming in his mind. On his parents ranch, when he was a young thing not hardened by the academy, he had marked his prized beast with his own special brand, much like his parents had theirs. What was Spock, if not a prized beast?
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Date: 2009-12-16 02:31 pm (UTC)