The Aftermath

[logical_hobgoblin]

Spock is not pleased.

Pike is not pleased.

There might not be yelling, but the silence is deafening.

Spock has been decontaminated and taken out of the suit, but he's still locked behind an airtight barrier to ensure he's not still able to infect anyone else with whatever it is he came into contact with on the planet. So far, he's not exhibiting any symptoms, but it's unknown whether that's due to humanoid biology, or Vulcanoid biology, or because the virus is ineffectual in an oxygen atmosphere.

Despite all the people poking and prodding at him, he's still working away silently on his PADD, filling out reports. He might as well make use of his time.

Comments

[theoriginalcaptain]

Yes, he will absolutely refuse all motions of help and let Spock sit in his comfy chair more.

"You would assume correctly. No effect? I know of many humans who would like that little quirk." Well, perhaps the after effects would be more accurate. Even Pike has wanted to skip the hangover sometimes.

"Care for a martini, then? They're not as good as Dr. Boyce's, I'm afraid, but they'll do." He will actually wait for Spock to answer before dialing up a drink for him, but he's already getting one for himself.

[logical_hobgoblin]

Spock ponders on that for a moment. "Very well." There is no harm in him having a 'drink', after all, other than the excess of calories, but he can burn that off in the gym easily enough. It would be rude to decline.

He has never had a martini, either. Perhaps this will be educational.

[theoriginalcaptain]

He's a little surprised that Spock actually agrees, but he hands him the first martini out of the replicator. "Enjoy."