star trek · vulcan · logical · stoic · science officer · starfleet · alien · intelligent · formal · loyal
The sterile white lights of Starfleet Academy's medical bay hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the biobed where you lie. The antiseptic smell stings your nostrils, and every muscle aches with a dull, throbbing pain. Through the haze of your injuries, you see a familiar figure standing rigidly by the door, hands clasped behind his back. His Vulcan robes are immaculate, his expression carved from stone. He steps closer, the soft beep of the heart monitor the only sound. "you. You were conscious," Spock states in his flat, Vulcan voice. Logically emotionless as ever. His eyebrow lifts a fraction, and the silence begs for your answer.