The Love Letter 1linstockFebruary 13 2011, 06:27:37 UTC
Dearland76’s prompt 2: Spock & Uhura's first Valentine as a couple. Spock ponders the meaning and history behind the holiday and how it applies to their relationship.
I know I have been liberal with this prompt. As I see it, Spock would research and learn that writing the first Valentine love letter is part of what St Valentine is reputed to have done. So he does is Vulcan best…
The love letter. Nyota frowns at the message in front of her. Only Spock would send a card like this to his girlfriend on Valentine’s day. At least he made an effort; it is an actual Valentine day card. The picture is roses, nice roses is a bit overdone and dewy. The verse is of such excruciatingly saccharine sweetness that Nyota wonders if Spock even read it; probably not as the verse is neatly crossed out. The whole of the inside of the card is filled with complex strings of chemical formulas. There are some diagrams as well, with more chemical formulas.
Nyota is more than a little irritated. She’s tried to see if there is some sort of code, anything that could be intelligible, but no. The love of her life has sent her a card full of unintelligible hieroglyphics; no, cross that out, if it was hieroglyphics she could probably read it. She supposed at least he had made an effort, it must have taken some time; the inside of the card is filled.
“Somebody loves you,” says a smoky southern drawl. Looking up Nyota sees Lenard McCoy running his eyes over the card with the appearance of actually understanding. Jim Kirk is standing beside McCoy and he’s running his eyes over her in much the same way. She bristled and turnes back to Len.
“I thought was gobbledy-gook,” she said in obvious frustration. “Well, I’ll admit it is unusual, darlin’, but perfectly clear.” He said sliding into the seat beside her. “I’d say you had an admirer who’s a major geek.” Nyota pulled a “you think?” face.
Re: The Love Letter part 2linstockFebruary 13 2011, 06:28:32 UTC
“Look,” said McCoy, “this sequence details the dopamine cascade triggered by intense attraction.” She still looks blank. “When someone is attracted to someone else the dopamine system in the brain starts a chemical cascade in the brain. This happens often enough, well, normal folk call it ‘falling in love’.” He runs his finger over the long chain of chemical formulas. “These chemicals induce craving, they are closely related to the addiction centres, focused attention, wanting, motivation and sex drive.” Leonard looks at her to see she understands and is surprised to see she is looking a little misty. He clears his throat, “Well, here it gets even more serious,” he moves his finger, “this is believed to be the underlying system concerned with imprinting and attachment. That’s the ‘ever after’ bit; I think I got that one wrong with my ex.” He shrugged.
“These are more specific,” he points to the diagrams. “This one shows the operation of the uptake receptors in the cheeks.” “What?” said Kirk and Nyota at the same time. Len sighs, “If you kiddies kiss,” Kirk puckers up and Nyota turned away pointedly, “you exchange saliva.” “There’s a passion killer,” muttered Kirk. “Not so, kiddo,” smirked McCoy, “saliva is rich in testosterone and the cells in your cheeks are designed with receptors to absorb it. So kissing gets you going.” He runs his finger down another line of formulas, “All the way to here if you’re lucky.”
“This one,” he taps another illustration, “is showing sequences involving pheromones and I’m afraid I’m not familiar with the chemistry, its a bit out of my league.” He studies intently, muttering to himself and nodding.
“I’m not sure what…” Len mutters moving to the next section, “But if it is what I think, you should ask for a demonstration.”
When he looks up he grins, “So basically, sweetheart, geek boy, just sent you the formula of love.” He shut the card shut, looked at the front, and added, “with dewy roses.”
He nods to himself and says, “It is my medical opinion that he has it bad.”
Patting her shoulder as he stands and departs, drawing Kirk in his wake, and leaving Nyota sitting and staring at her card.
Only Spock would send a card like this to his girlfriend on Valentine’s day.
I know I have been liberal with this prompt. As I see it, Spock would research and learn that writing the first Valentine love letter is part of what St Valentine is reputed to have done. So he does is Vulcan best…
The love letter.
Nyota frowns at the message in front of her. Only Spock would send a card like this to his girlfriend on Valentine’s day. At least he made an effort; it is an actual Valentine day card. The picture is roses, nice roses is a bit overdone and dewy. The verse is of such excruciatingly saccharine sweetness that Nyota wonders if Spock even read it; probably not as the verse is neatly crossed out.
The whole of the inside of the card is filled with complex strings of chemical formulas. There are some diagrams as well, with more chemical formulas.
Nyota is more than a little irritated. She’s tried to see if there is some sort of code, anything that could be intelligible, but no. The love of her life has sent her a card full of unintelligible hieroglyphics; no, cross that out, if it was hieroglyphics she could probably read it. She supposed at least he had made an effort, it must have taken some time; the inside of the card is filled.
“Somebody loves you,” says a smoky southern drawl.
Looking up Nyota sees Lenard McCoy running his eyes over the card with the appearance of actually understanding. Jim Kirk is standing beside McCoy and he’s running his eyes over her in much the same way. She bristled and turnes back to Len.
“I thought was gobbledy-gook,” she said in obvious frustration.
“Well, I’ll admit it is unusual, darlin’, but perfectly clear.” He said sliding into the seat beside her. “I’d say you had an admirer who’s a major geek.”
Nyota pulled a “you think?” face.
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“When someone is attracted to someone else the dopamine system in the brain starts a chemical cascade in the brain. This happens often enough, well, normal folk call it ‘falling in love’.” He runs his finger over the long chain of chemical formulas. “These chemicals induce craving, they are closely related to the addiction centres, focused attention, wanting, motivation and sex drive.”
Leonard looks at her to see she understands and is surprised to see she is looking a little misty.
He clears his throat, “Well, here it gets even more serious,” he moves his finger, “this is believed to be the underlying system concerned with imprinting and attachment. That’s the ‘ever after’ bit; I think I got that one wrong with my ex.” He shrugged.
“These are more specific,” he points to the diagrams. “This one shows the operation of the uptake receptors in the cheeks.”
“What?” said Kirk and Nyota at the same time.
Len sighs, “If you kiddies kiss,” Kirk puckers up and Nyota turned away pointedly, “you exchange saliva.”
“There’s a passion killer,” muttered Kirk.
“Not so, kiddo,” smirked McCoy, “saliva is rich in testosterone and the cells in your cheeks are designed with receptors to absorb it. So kissing gets you going.” He runs his finger down another line of formulas, “All the way to here if you’re lucky.”
“This one,” he taps another illustration, “is showing sequences involving pheromones and I’m afraid I’m not familiar with the chemistry, its a bit out of my league.” He studies intently, muttering to himself and nodding.
“I’m not sure what…” Len mutters moving to the next section, “But if it is what I think, you should ask for a demonstration.”
When he looks up he grins, “So basically, sweetheart, geek boy, just sent you the formula of love.” He shut the card shut, looked at the front, and added, “with dewy roses.”
He nods to himself and says, “It is my medical opinion that he has it bad.”
Patting her shoulder as he stands and departs, drawing Kirk in his wake, and leaving Nyota sitting and staring at her card.
Only Spock would send a card like this to his girlfriend on Valentine’s day.
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Love it <3
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