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there's klingons nearby

Characters: Spock, Soubi, Ritsuka, open to Kirk and others
When: Now
Where: Apartment 302
Rating: PG
Summary: Spock is meeting up with Soubi and Ritsuka to give them some shelter and finally get that jacket to Kirk. Who is going to be dragged back to the apartment because Spock does not like that his captain has been MIA for so long.

Spock waited calmly outside the door of the apartment he had found. Since arriving here, he had not been comfortable at all. Yes, the apartment he had found was habitable and secure (the cleaning took longer than any of the repairs), and he had made contact with others through the network that was miraculously still up, but all the same: getting to his captain and making sure that he was alright was a priority. It should have been his first priority.

But things had been so confusing that he was not sure of what to do anymore. He really did need to take some time and meditate once things settled down.

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Soubi and Ritsuka arrived at the building but did not go in. There was too much activity from the local returned population for the blond's liking. Instead, he and Ritsuka waited across the street, in the corner of another dilapidated building.

Soubi chewed on the end of a cigarette - he was getting low, sadly - and sent a text to Spock.

We're outside, across the street. Too many zombies near the door for my liking. We'll wait here.

Ritsuka eyed the cigarette with distaste. He wished Soubi wouldn't smoke them. Though he'd associated the smell with him over time, turning it into a pleasant thing. "Maybe you can quit now, hmm?" he asked with a playful smile as they waited, rocking on his heels, coat draped over his arm. He looked it over with a frown. "Do you think it'll work?" he asked, wishing his growth spurt would come all ready. It was going to come wasn't it? Seimei had been taller than this at his age.

Spock read the message and quickly typed a reply:

I shall be there shortly.

Quickly shutting the door and sealing the locking mechanism he constructed and slipping the opening device in a pocket, he exited the building, taking a few winding paths and turns to get to a relatively "zombie free" exit.

He carefully approached Ritsuka and Soubei, crossing the street.

"Ritsuka and Soubei, I presume?"

"I like cigarettes. They taste good," Soubi replied to the comment about his quitting and shrugged to the second question.

He leaned against the wall and watched the zombies while waiting for Spock to come out. When he spotted the man, Soubi straightened and his ears perked with interest.

The blond nodded. "Hai. Soubi," he touched his chest, then moved his arm to wrap gently over the shorter boy's shoulders, "Ritsuka. How big is this person you want the coat for? If they are close to your size, Ritsuka's won't fit."

"You'll loose your voice and then you won't be able to defend me," he pointed out lightly, though his lips curled in an amused fashion.

He smiled at the adult's approach, tail twitching and ears cocking in a shy manner, giving a small wave. "You can look," he said, holding it out with an apologetic shrug.

He nodded politely to them in greeting.

Spock looked at the coat, and frowned slightly.

"He is about my size; I am afraid that Soubei is correct."

Soubi held out his arm, over which a grey t-shirt hung. "It's my extra gym shirt. It will fit better."

The blonde's eyes flicked to Spock's ears and held steady there while he debated the pros and cons of attempting to touch the pointy things.

Ritsuka's ears flattened, pinning back against his head. He'd figured it'd be too small. He felt guilty. "I could make it bigger if we had a sewing kit or something...but I dunno where we'd find that. I'm sorry." He noticed Soubi's staring and gave him a light elbow to the ribs, flushing.

"It is alright," Spock said, noticing Ritsuka's reaction. "He is older than you, and would logically have a larger body as well. And that might be more suitable," he added to Soubei."

He then fished out the simple "key" to his apartment. "Here. While I go to locate my captain, feel free to use my apartment as you see fit. Simply insert this in the hole on the door by the doorknob and it will unlock. It locks from the inside as well, so you should be safe."

"Do you know where your Captain is?" Soubi replied as he reached out to take the key, mostly ignoring Ritsuka's elbowing. His eyes continued to stay where they were. "I have mapped out a good portion of the city. At least from here to the river and a little ways further into down town."

Ritsuka was tempted to just blurt out that Soubi wanted to touch his ears and get it out there, feeling a ridiculous flutter of jealousy. Soubi was supposed to like his ears. He knew this wasn't the same at all, but he couldn't help it, linking his arm with Soubi's, laying his head against his shoulder.

"We have the map Matt sent us too. I'm not good with maps though."

"No, I do not know the exact location of my captain, but he has recently contacted me, and it shall not take long to get an approximation. A map would be most useful."

Noticing how Ritsuka seemed to become a little agitated, he wondered what was wrong.

"May I ask who Matt is?"

"Matt is one of the others. He found a real map of some parts of the city," Soubi responded, unlinking his arm from Ritsuka and practically ignoring the shorter boy's actions as he began searching through his bag. He apparently knew where things were pretty well, because his eyes stayed on Spock as he finally pulled out his sketch pad and opened it up to display the map of their current general area.

"Do you have a landmark to go on? One I may have seen and marked on my maps and send you in the right direction?"

The smaller boy suppressed a huff, hair on his tail poofing out slightly, and it took on a quicker more rhythmic wag. His ears remained firmly pinned back, and he moved his hands to his pockets, rocking on his heels again to try and distract himself.

"Matt's really nice..." he put in, but there wasn't much he could add to the discussion on maps. His ears rose suddenly, "Oh! I have pictures," he offered, "From the different places we've been."

"Ah. I believe I have heard of him here and there on the network."

He observed the map, wondering where his captain might be. He mentioned falling buildings and the like, but those seemed to be common.

"He has not specified anything along those lines."

He was going to have to talk to Jim when they found him. 'Random checks would be nice,' indeed.

Soubi nodded and closed his sketchbook and put it away, pulling out the PDA in its place. Finally moving his eyes from Spock's ears to find the picture of the map that Matt had sent and in turn send it to Spock.

"That will make it more difficult. It looks like the zombies have thinned out a bit. Ritsuka and I will wait in your room. If you have trouble finding your way back, send a text and I'll do my best to help."

"We'll do our best to help," Ritsuka corrected in mumbled, ears lowering again. He was being ignored. He was certain Soubi thought he was being cute, but Ritsuka was just growing frustrated. They were supposed to be a team, weren't they?

Spock paused a moment to type a message to his captain, and was relieved that he got a response. Excusing himself for a moment, he conversed quickly.

"It seems that my Captain has had a minor run in with one of the beings," he said, putting his communicator away. "He is near a row of stores, probably damaged. Have you seen anything like it before?"

Soubi pulled his sketchbook back out and flipped through the pages. Finally stopping to show a sketch of series of stores sitting along side each other, cracked and broken over time. It was a quick, small picture that sat in the corner of the page where a more detailed map of a seven by seven section of city blocks were mapped out with arrows pointing to whatever pages the rest of the map was to be found at.

"My best guess would be the strip mall to the south and west of here. You can get there easily enough by following the largest road roughly 15 blocks west until you get to this point," He put his finger down on the very edge of the map on the current page and began tracing it down, "then turn south here to avoid the collapsed building before turning west again until you get to this corner. At that point you're going to have to do some climbing to get over the rubble to this side of the area. Otherwise it will take you probably an hour, maybe two to walk around the destruction to the north or south."

Soubi smiled, "Can you remember that well enough or do you want me to make a quick sketch for you to take."

Still, he appeared to not be paying attention to Ritsuka's reactions.

Ritsuka felt a bit like a petulant child at the moment, biding desperately for attention and being pushed aside so 'the grownups' could talk. But he wasn't a child. No more then Soubi was.

He hooked his coat to hang over his carrier bag, riffling through and pulling out his camera, which he flipped through silently for a moment before holding it out to Spock, the screen showing the strip mall Soubi had suggested. He kept his head bowed slightly, but was determined not to pout or sulk. He would help how he could.

Spock listened carefully to the instructions Soubei gave him, and made sure to memorize as much of the sketch and Ritsuka's camera screen. It would not take him long to go fifteen blocks, and he was not going to waste time by going around when climbing over debris would not be much of a challenge.

Hopefully the captain would stay out of trouble until he got there.

"Thank you. Your assistance is most appreciated," he said.

Noticing Ritsuka acting much like Kirk when he felt like he was being ignored or pushed aside, he wondered if he should somehow signal this to Soubei. It would only get worse as it went on, but at least he was sure that Ritsuka would not do something that could possibly cause an interplanetary war.

Soubi closed up his sketchbook once again and tucked it safely away, "Not at all. I look forward to meeting this Captain and continuing our discussion."

It was at this point that Soubi finally turned his attention back to Ritsuka, offering his hand, "We should get inside now."

"Good luck," Ritsuka said with a sudden smile toward Spock.

He eyed Soubi's hand with a slight frown, lips pursed, but he eventually took it with a nod, "Mm, yeah. 'Kay."

Spock nodded, and headed off in the direction that Soubei indicated, waiting a while before he really poured on the speed. It was disconcerting enough that life forms who were not even used to the idea of "aliens" knowing that he was one, and they certainly did not need to know of what he was capable of doing. Thank goodness no one had tried to shake his hand.

About twenty minutes or so later, he came to the pile of rubble that had been mentioned.

Jim hates waiting. Hated it. So here he was. Waiting.

Spock had told him to sit tight and wait for him to get there, acting like his captain couldn't handle himself in weird situations. He had outrun a bizarre red alien monster that tried to eat him! In snow and ice! Like trying to manage a few freaky dead things in a more familiar setting would be any harder. Wait...

That one didn't look like the others.

Jim crouched down behind some fallen bits and held his phaser close, having it set on stun, lest he shoot someone important that were to sneak up on him. "What the fuck is that thing and why did I leave my tricorder in the apartment? Of all the times to need it. Damn it!"

Spock had managed to make it over the rubble without making too much noise, and thus, attracting too much attention. By the time he got to the top and had managed to get part ways down, he had seen the shops, but no sign of his Captain. He decided that it would be best to get to the bottom and search for him there.

He was probably hiding and wouldn't be seen otherwise.

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