011 | [Voice, Accidental]

[with_discipline]

[T'Pol accidentally hit her journal on. That she's moving at all while asleep is full of wtfery. There's a sharply indrawn breath as she wakes, then quiet but audible breathing, quicker than normal. Her heart's pounding away and you can hear her reaction to it.]

What--

[Oh, she's noticed the PADD; there's some rustling as she grabs it, silence as she briefly checks out other nightmare entries. When she speaks again, it's with an effort to sound calmer.]

Others have been having strange dreams, I see. But is not - normal - for Vulcans to...dream. Not after meditating. And it would seem unnatural for so many to have such dreams - nightmares at relatively the same moment.

Comments

[with_discipline]

You don't seem inclined toward using what you learned.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Nonsense, I find it comes in handy sometimes.

[with_discipline]

I find it difficult to believe you.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

But you hardly know me...

Wait! We've had this conversation before, haven't we?

[with_discipline]

I would prefer not to have it again.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Alright.

Just allow me to have a nice cup of tea sent to your cabin. It'll do wonders for your nerves.

[with_discipline]

I have my own tea, and my nerves are in no need of wonders.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Has anybody ever told you that you would be a terrible date, my dear?

[with_discipline]

I believe you just did.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Whoops.