Captain's Log; Star Date 2258.09 [Voice]

[starfleet_pimp]

So, the sleeping yesterday was a curse? I guess one of the more harmless ones from what I understand

Comments

[mechaeonical]

Understood. I will attempt to hug Doctor McCoy.

[OOC: placeholder until after an appointment]

[starfleet_pimp]

Excellent, I appreciate it.

[mechaeonical]

Why would he not mention it himself, if he loves hugs?

[starfleet_pimp]

He's very shy about it.

[mechaeonical]

Understood.

My own comprehension of human gestures is limited, so my hugs may be substandard.

[starfleet_pimp]

It'll be like a hug from Spock.

If you're not human, what are you?

[mechaeonical]

Who is Spock?

I am a machine: a humanoid tactical weapon. You may be familiar with the term "robot."

[starfleet_pimp]

He's a friend and my Science Officer back home.

Are there many humanoid tactical weapons where you come from?

[mechaeonical]

I see. It is sensible that a Science Officer would resemble me in some ways.

I am the last one remaining.

[starfleet_pimp]

Does that make you lonely?

[mechaeonical]

I do not believe I am capable of loneliness.

However, I was not aware of most of the time I spent alone. Shortly after I was reactivated, I became part of a new group. Even though they are human, unlike me...

Were I capable of it, I still would not have been lonely.

[starfleet_pimp]

Are you capable of feeling at all?

There's an officer here from my future that is a robot who apparently has feelings.

[mechaeonical]

...I do not know.

Perhaps I should talk to him.

[starfleet_pimp]

You might both like that.

[mechaeonical]

What is his name?

[starfleet_pimp]

Lieutenant Commander Data.