[Tina's hotel room - responsible nurse is responsible]

[rn_chapel]

Once James and Jim were on the other side of a door, it was a lot easier to think. And, thinking about it, Tina decided that maybe she'd better not shower before she contacted whoever she would be contacting. So she threw on a robe and started making some calls

Comments

Private to Tina:

[mirroredspock]

Tina, is it possible you have suffered a head wound? Perhaps you require medical assistance.

Spock.

Private to Spock:

[rn_chapel]

I didn't get into a fistfight. No, I assure you that I am perfectly healthy. Well, physically. And I think mentally, but it might be a few days before I'm sure about that one.

- Tina

Private to Tina:

[mirroredspock]

That seems disputable. Entirely disputable.

Did you at least stab one of them?

Spock.

Private to Spock:

[rn_chapel]

Mostly I just yelled at them.

- Tina

[mirroredspock]

The knock at her hotel room door somehow managed to sound furtive. Spock checked again to make sure he was neither being followed or observed in any sort of general fashion.

The city was not as populated as he had expected. Many people seemed to prefer the indoors. Out of character, he would have thought, for Vulcans in any universe but it served his purposes.

[rn_chapel]

Tina had opened the door before she had time to think better of it, and realizing who was on the other side effectively drove what little common sense she might have had right out of her mind.

"Oh my God! Spock!" She beamed at him, and threw her arms around his neck in an exuberant hug.

Wow, he smelled really good.

Oh shit. Oh. Shit.

She took several steps back. "Oh shit. Don't let Christopher kill me."

[mirroredspock]

Her words did not immediately make sense but at least she was backing up into the room. Spock followed and pulled the door closed behind him, checked out the window for any signs of a pursuer that might be settling in to monitor his stay. Nothing.

"Christopher is not here and thus is unlikely to kill you at this precise moment. I do not think he would be so unreasonable in any event."

[rn_chapel]

"I'm more worried about later." Tina was pressing her fingernails into her palms, trying to focus on not acting like a nymphomaniac. "Chances are good I'm going to try to kiss you or something in a minute, here."

She'd been vaguely aware that her friend was an attractive man, before now. But she'd missed, somehow, that he was really, really hot.

[canadianbill]

[OOC -

MOTHERFUCKING HORSE ICON.

:D :D :D :D :D :D !!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[rn_chapel]

[[OOC: The horse of approval! One of the RP's highest accolades! *weeps while giving acceptance speech*]]

[canadianbill]

[OOC: the horse was made for mSpock/Tina. I didn't know it until now. :D ]

[len_not_spock]

[OOC - IF I HAD A HORSE ICON, I WOULD JOIN IN. ALAS, I CAN ONLY SECOND IT LIKE HELL!!!!! :D :D :D]