Welcome to the planet, welcome to existence
Who: McCoy and T'Pol
Where: Gym
When: Nnnow. Now? Now.
What: Can you beat up a Klingon?
Warnings: Snark?
She had served with humans for ten years. In that time, she had found their actions to be illogical, rash, sometimes even unconscionable. But often enough, their intentions provided a balance that, while not always an excuse, changed the way she viewed them. T'Pol was certain there were some things she would not understand, but some things she had adopted into her own life.
Exercising, for instance, to aid the thought process was something she'd taken to. Meditation was better, swifter, but it let the body idle for long periods of time. Sometimes very long. So in lieu of meditating after finishing most of the books Severus had left for her, T'Pol found herself in the gym, towel hanging from the treadmill as she ran. The Vulcan system didn't operate quite the same as the human system, but endorphins and adrenaline played a role.
It was certainly helpful in considering the differences in how she viewed Severus Snape with the way the Potter boy did. How a child managed to consistently save hundreds without much t raining at all was baffling, and she had to wonder how a book could possibly chronicle the events of Severus' home with any real accuracy - and how accurate the books actually were. Which led to questioning the mentions of Vulcans in television shows she'd been told of months ago, and how likely that was.
Meditation and exercise were similar in some ways: it was hard to focus on other things once too invested in either; she didn't notice the door opening.
Where: Gym
When: Nnnow. Now? Now.
What: Can you beat up a Klingon?
Warnings: Snark?
She had served with humans for ten years. In that time, she had found their actions to be illogical, rash, sometimes even unconscionable. But often enough, their intentions provided a balance that, while not always an excuse, changed the way she viewed them. T'Pol was certain there were some things she would not understand, but some things she had adopted into her own life.
Exercising, for instance, to aid the thought process was something she'd taken to. Meditation was better, swifter, but it let the body idle for long periods of time. Sometimes very long. So in lieu of meditating after finishing most of the books Severus had left for her, T'Pol found herself in the gym, towel hanging from the treadmill as she ran. The Vulcan system didn't operate quite the same as the human system, but endorphins and adrenaline played a role.
It was certainly helpful in considering the differences in how she viewed Severus Snape with the way the Potter boy did. How a child managed to consistently save hundreds without much t raining at all was baffling, and she had to wonder how a book could possibly chronicle the events of Severus' home with any real accuracy - and how accurate the books actually were. Which led to questioning the mentions of Vulcans in television shows she'd been told of months ago, and how likely that was.
Meditation and exercise were similar in some ways: it was hard to focus on other things once too invested in either; she didn't notice the door opening.