http://logicalmindset.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] logicalmindset.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] niteo_logs2010-04-15 10:17 pm

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.

[identity profile] fourplay4some.livejournal.com 2010-04-19 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] hisxsacrifice.livejournal.com 2010-04-19 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] fourplay4some.livejournal.com 2010-04-19 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] hisxsacrifice.livejournal.com 2010-04-19 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] kingofstarfleet.livejournal.com 2010-04-19 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
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!"