Fascinating Is a Word I Use for the Unexpected.
Characters: Spock and Kirk
Time: Morning
Location: Dorm, B12
Content: Why the hell is Kirk in my room?
Format: Prose
Spock was still in his room. He'd been there all morning. First, he was on the phone with his father. He had been trying to explain about the rescue mission and the kidnappings. Needless to say Sarek was most displeased. Then he was on the computer, talking to a Russian physicist about space-time continuums. But now, he was at his desk, working on putting together a surgical device of sorts - or at least that is what it looked like.
He had noticed the boxes. They just appeared there one day, and while he liked not having a roommate, it was inevitable that he would get one. Hopefully they would have a doctorate in Physics as well.
Time: Morning
Location: Dorm, B12
Content: Why the hell is Kirk in my room?
Format: Prose
Spock was still in his room. He'd been there all morning. First, he was on the phone with his father. He had been trying to explain about the rescue mission and the kidnappings. Needless to say Sarek was most displeased. Then he was on the computer, talking to a Russian physicist about space-time continuums. But now, he was at his desk, working on putting together a surgical device of sorts - or at least that is what it looked like.
He had noticed the boxes. They just appeared there one day, and while he liked not having a roommate, it was inevitable that he would get one. Hopefully they would have a doctorate in Physics as well.