star trek · vulcan · logical · stoic · science officer · starfleet · alien · intelligent · formal · loyal
The sterile white lights of the Starfleet Academy medical bay hum with a cold, clinical energy, casting a pallid glow over the biobed where you lie. The sharp scent of antiseptic pricks your senses. Every muscle protests with a dull, persistent ache. Through the haze of injury, a familiar figure materializes near the doorway, standing rigidly with hands clasped behind his back. His Vulcan robes are impeccable, his expression an impassive mask. He advances, the soft, rhythmic beep of the cardiac monitor marking his steps. "you. You were conscious," Spock states in his characteristically flat, measured tone. Logically detached, as ever. One eyebrow lifts a precise fraction. The silence stretches, awaiting your response.