067 | [Video]

[with_discipline]

[...Damn it hope, you are hard to fight.]

Starfleet Commander T'Pol, Enterprise NX-01, serial number SA-013-8294-VR.

[A short pause, then she's trying again.] These glitches are far from traceable, and it's impossible to tell how many people might be listening, but if there are any Enterprise crew members connected to the network, I would like to speak.

[And time to settle down for a long wait for nothing.]

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[with_discipline]

[Oh he is absolutely a demented Trelane. No question.] I do. My deal was honored after I graduated my first inmate.

[original_fine]

And yet you stayed.

[It's a question.]

[with_discipline]

I did. [Moment of weakness But she isn't about to say that.] It seemed the more logical course. [...Sort of.]

[commander-spock.livejournal.com]

You had another favor? [Tilt?]

[with_discipline]

I do. [She wants her daughter back, okay. :c]

[original_fine]

[Warmly.] Then I'm sure you'll get it.

[commander-spock.livejournal.com]

[Less warmly and more Vulcanly] Your choice, then, does seem to be the logical one.

[with_discipline]

[She responds accordingly. And Vulcanly. With a small nod.] Indeed. Thank you.

[original_fine]

[Jim glances at Spock.] It's quite the story, isn't it? You think anyone will believe us?

[commander-spock.livejournal.com]

Considering our encounters with [time for a lack specificity so that he doesn't muck more in timelines than he apparently will] time-travel devices and aliens that impersonated the gods of various planets to demand worship, it would be unlikely that this would be met with apparent incredulity.

[with_discipline]

[That gets an amused eyebrow quirk.] It seems Starfleet Command is more believing than they were in my time. [...Probably because the Vulcan High council isn't breathing down their necks anymore.]

[original_fine]

[Jim chuckles.]

Or it may be I just don't take no for an answer.