The rec room was unusually quiet for an evening on the ship; with shifts turning over and exhausted crew members eager for relaxation and good company the room was usually at least semi-crowded and abuzz with the din of easy conversation between friends. Regardless, with the exception of a few relatively quiet officers in the far corner, the room
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So it was that he found himself ambling into the rec room, hands in his pockets, whistling aimlessly. It was fairly quiet, but then maybe that was normal for the time of day; he didn't really have much of a basis for comparison. He did however notice Spock sitting apparently absorbed in a complicated-looking game of chess. He greeted him with a nod and an offhand; "Alright?"
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"Good evening, Mister Scott."
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"Never been much for chess," he admitted, sitting back and eyeing the board. "Did once write a four-dimensional chess program back in uni. That was more about the maths though."
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Spock moved a knight back towards his own royalty, eyes intent on the board for a moment afterward. A beat of silence followed his move, then he glanced up at the engineer.
"Do you still have it?"
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