[Locked to fuck_mars]
Spock wasn't the social type. He didn't do as well as a Human when it came to gatherings like these, but as the First Officer of the Federation's flagship and no where to hide from the Captain for it, Spock had to go.
There were various ambassadors on board, stationed in large guest quarters on the ship, which was heading towards the planetoid Babel in the Alpha Quadrant. There was to be a conference there between various species on the division of dilithium between them, trying to make it fair and what not.
The Vulcan was in his quarters, pulling on the shirt for his dress uniform with a sigh. He didn't want to go, these things were better for Kirk and John, not him.
There were various ambassadors on board, stationed in large guest quarters on the ship, which was heading towards the planetoid Babel in the Alpha Quadrant. There was to be a conference there between various species on the division of dilithium between them, trying to make it fair and what not.
The Vulcan was in his quarters, pulling on the shirt for his dress uniform with a sigh. He didn't want to go, these things were better for Kirk and John, not him.