The Meditation Gardens (Open Post is Open!)

[sehlatbear]

If Spock had been prone to think of such things in such terms, he would have thought it funny (if he had been willing to acknowledge such a human thing as humor) that a place so unlike his native Vulcan would most remind him of it. The meditation gardens were lush, greenery in abundance organized along classic Vulcan aesthetic principles of order,

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[gold_ambition]

James could not read Vulcan

[sehlatbear]

Spock's eyes opened at the sound of a shoe on gravel.

"James Kirk, there is no requirement for you to leave. This is a social space."

[gold_ambition]

No requirement, perhaps, but for most people he knew it was a clear preference. But there was nothing in Spock's face or voice to suggest he was being polite at the expense of his own feelings--if he even had any--and James wasn't unfamiliar with at least one Spock's moods and habits. And he was curious.

"The use of the space doesn't necessarily imply a want of company," he said, but he approached casually.

[sehlatbear]

Spock considered, nodded. "In human culture perhaps. In Vulcan society, if one does not wish company, one does not make one's self available in a public area explicitly designed for calm interaction."

He inclined his head, invited James to sit with the simple gesture.

[original_fierce]

It was strange, Uhura thought, as she rounded the corner and saw Spock, that the Vulcan should look so at home beside the water.

She had been walking all morning - or at any rate, it felt that way. And while she had encountered the Captain several times since her arrival here, she had not spoken much with Mr Spock.

She held up a hand in greeting as she crossed towards him, and smiled. "Mr Spock. Am I disturbing you?"

[sehlatbear]

Humans did not seem to appreciate that one would not occupy a public space if one wished not to be disturbed. It was a thought with some degree of fondness, however; Spock had much reason to appreciate humanity, after all.

"I remain undisturbed by your presence, Lieutentant. Indeed, it is gratifying to see you."

He unfolded himself from the grass, stood as she approached.

[original_fierce]

"It's nice to see you, too," Uhura returned lightly, as she neared him. She had appreciated the public nature of the area as she entered it, but Spock had looked so composed, so reflective, she had felt it best to check.

"Congratulations on your engagement. I haven't seen you to say it, since I heard."

[sehlatbear]

He managed to look entirely pleased even without a change of expression. "Thank you. It has been a most... satisfactory evolution of my relationships with the captain and the doctor.

Spock and Uhura had a friendship of sorts, based initially on their mutual appreciation of music. He had found her, in the past, to be both passionate in the human sense but also quite logical in many ways.

"And your own experience here? I trust it has been acceptable?"

[mr_chekov]

Meditation. It was such an odd happenstance. For somebody like Chekov who’s mind was a constant swarm of buzzing honey bees flitting from one idea to the next the prospect of sitting and being calm was a difficult one. Also she fidgeted something rotten. Which wasn’t helpful, whatsoever.

She took a quick glance around the meditation gardens. They sure seemed peaceful enough, but still it was not enough to quench the overactive fluttering of her thoughts. Soon enough she came across a small stream and spotted a familiar Vulcan near it. “Commander Spock?”

[sehlatbear]

It had been some time since he had spoken with the young Pasha Chekov. Spock rose to his feet and gave the customary greeting. "Live long and prosper, Chekov. It is well to see you."

[mr_chekov]

Pasha inclined her head and replied "Peace and long life, Commander. It is pleasant to see you also." Starfleet had been very insistent that everyone right down to the lowliest Ensign properly represent them and that included minding their manners.

[sehlatbear]

He was accustomed to his own shipmates - it was fascinating to watch humans interact with other Vulcans.

"I admit I am surprised to witness your presence in a place of this purpose." Chekov was... particularly energetic and seemed disinclined toward quiet contemplation. "Do you find it interesting?"