Star Treck

Spock was taken aback at her comment. He slightly raised his slanted eyebrow. He was silent for what seemed like ages. He scooted closer to her and replied, "Yes." He put his hand on the side of her face and felt the smoothness.

T'Pol hadn't meditated for a long time now, hadn't gotten a chance to sit down and control herself. Her emotions were rampant and she was in the wave of emotions that still swirled after a Pon Farr. So when he said that, she smiled widely, and took him into another kiss, and didn't want to stop.

Spock laid back on the floor and enjoyed the kiss.

"Ummm... I was to be a substitute for a counselor due to my heritage or something... I was there for a day or two, and then this happened." Malik said calmly. 'What's your cover story?' he sent to Kiamsc.
'He is. I met him before as a spider.'
'Why you... How'd you manage that?'
'Ohhhhhh... I get around' Kaimsc smiled, and looked at Phlox. "Hello. Do you remember a certain spider you found a while ago..?"

Phlox blinked. "Yes....." He drifted off, narrowing his eyes at her in interest. She had peaked his scientific curiosity.

T'Pol pulled back taking a moment to breathe.

"Well! I'm the spider creature! But not really a spider... I'm an everything!" she said, and turned into a spider, then a dog, then back to the Argonian child. "TADA!"
Malik frowned "Show-off..." he muttered.

Spock took a deep breath and held her close. His heart was racing with all the adrenalin. He wrapped his arms around her waist and smiled.

"So then... Where did we crash?" Malik asked Dr. Phlox calmly. "It would be good to know..."

Phlox stared for a moment. "But-wha-wha-what? How?" The doctor stammered. His face contorted in disbelief, confusion and amazement. "Well we crashed on a planet. Arid and somewhere in the Vulcan quadrant. This is the less visited area though."

T'Pol made a playful sound, stealing another kiss from him. Her body was ignited in a new fire, her grogginess all forgotten as she felt him hold her waist. The Vulcan let out a soft moan.

Spock took the kiss and smiled. He didn't want to let her go. He ran his hands down her back. Everything about her was perfect. There was nothing he would chqnge about her.

T'Pol held her mouth neck to his, hovering just an inch or two above. "Want another go?" She coyly asked, back arching to his touch.

"Logical that we will," he checked for any stirring. Seeing none he pulled his shirt off and kissed T'Pol's neck.

T'Pol murmured something unimportant about logic and then her breath hyped up, eyes half slits. The fire turned into ice, and it made her shiver and shudder at his every touch.

Malik stared thoughtfully at a wall. "I don't believe I have even heard of a planet called Arid. Hmmmmmmm... Do you know if anyone lives on the planet?" he murmured.
Kiamsc stared at Phlox. This would be fun... Getting to drive a doctor mad. So fun!

Phlox shook his head. "No, we have no idea which planet. The climate is arid, little water above ground, hot, dry." He corrected her. "And it seems there have been people, but we cannot know for certain if they still are here."

Spock kissed her cheek, nose, then lips. The cool floor beneath him and her fired body kept him at a constant temperature. He felt like nothing was more than what he shared with her.

Experiencing this without the haze of Pon Farr was something T'Pol had only once done, and it was in her mind, a thousand times better then a Pon Farr. Not to mention she didn't have life or death hanging over her head this time. She growled in a primitive way, hands digging into his back slightly.

"Oh... My mistake!" Kaimsc said, "OH! I remember now! I HAVE heard of a plane called Arid. It was in the Aether galaxy. Of course the federation still hasn't discovered it so... Yeah. Spoilers."
Malik kept staring at the wall. "I think there's a compartment there..." he mumbled, and walked over to it. "Right here..." he traced the outline of a four foot by four foot box. "Wonder how it opens. I wonder if there are knives. Knives would be good. I'm running low..."

"Knives?" Phlox said in confusion. "Every shuttle pod has a survival kit but I don't know about knives."

Spock made a sound like pain. He reassured T'Pol that he was fine buy kissing her. He took in her sweet scent.

T'Pol kinda liked the sound of him in pain, but she moved her hands to hold his hands as well, fingers on fire.

Spock interlocked his fi gers with hers. He pulled away for a breath and continued.

(ahhhhhhhhhh romance. One day I might just kill the crackpot who invented it!)

Malik sighed. "No knives... This is bad. How will I do anything without knives?" He reached into his jacket/robe and pulled out a little paring knife. "Now I'll just wedge the blade in here and..." There was a click as the compartment swung open and revealed a rather large emergency kit. He picked it up and opened it. "Bandages... Medicine... Water bottles... Vitamins... Dried food... Flashlights!? Errrr... THis must be OLD! Anyway. There's a few other questionable things in here. Not sure what they are. Just no knives. WHY?! WHY NO KNIVES?"

Phlox stared at him for a minute. "Because we don't use knives other then the synthesized polymer ones."

"Oh, if only I could travel back in time and live on Earth. way back Humans had TONS and TONS of knives! If only..." he sighed again.
"I could make that happen... Maybe. I don't know, never tried traveling in time." Kiamsc said. "Nope, I don't think I can!"