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[phonetical]

[ANTI-KHAN FILTER]

Hi, I want to introduce myself. My name is Uhura. Apparently, I've been here before, but I have no memory of that, so I feel like it would be best to start from the ground up. I apologize if I have forgotten something important about you.

I do have a question for everybody: what languages do you know other than the one I'm speaking in now?


[PRIVATE | STARFLEET COMM FREQUENCY]

Lt. Uhura of the USS Enterprise, reporting in and hailing any and all Starfleet personnel. Please respond.


[ooc: She's already read most of the network and studied almost everybody since that is what she does. The Eye of Nyota is always watching. Or the ear. Whatever.]

Comments

[logistical]

[A frown.]

There is no logical reason for him to refuse.

[phonetical]

He better not. I should get first dibs.

[A change in the subject is needed as a though occurs to her and she pats one of the cushions next to her, pulling her legs under her.]

By the way, we need to talk about something.

[logistical]

[Uh-oh, talking about something. At least it's better than the silent treatment, and it doesn't sound ominous...]

What is on your mind?

[He resists the urge to simply touch her hand and determine it.]

[phonetical]

[Good idea resisting it. Sometime Uhura prefers to verbalize things.]

I'm going to get my own place. I'm really not comfortable with a curtain as a door.

[Making sure he knows it's not him, but the lack of privacy that drove her decision. Uhura's concerned Jim does not know how to knock.]

[logistical]

Do you have a specific location in mind?

[If she wants this, she's thought it out, and thus he has no reason to question it. He simply fetches a map and passes it to her, letting her look over other locations.]

It would be more convenient if you stayed nearby.

[Khan's still in the city, but more than that, Spock doesn't want to have to travel for too long to see her.]

[phonetical]

[She takes the map, but sets it aside. She doesn't need it. She's already decided where she's moving to.]

Upstairs, actually. Next floor up.

[Close enough to be around if Khan acts up, but far away that they both have their own space. And especially close enough if they need each other.]

[logistical]

[He nods approvingly, relieved that it's not far.]

Would you like a bag, for your spare clothes? I can transfer your things there promptly.

[phonetical]

[Oh god, Uhura breaks into a laugh because really, Spock. The way you say things. If she didn't know him well enough, she would have taken that the wrong way.]

Kicking me out already? That was quick.

[logistical]

[He just looks really confused.]

You have selected an appropriate location, expressed that you do not wish to stay in this one, you do not appear otherwise occupied, does it not follow that you would like to settle in as soon as possible?

[phonetical]

[She's still laughing, reaching to pat her hand against his cheek.]

I was joking.

[logistical]

Oh.

[:<]

I did not realise.

[phonetical]

[No, none of that face, sir.]

I'm good to pack by myself. [Her laughter turns to a frown as she realizes something.] I don't have much anyway.

[A year here according to Chekov and nothing to show for it.]

[logistical]

Personal possessions here are frequently transferred to others, as one may disappear any moment.

[phonetical]

Chekov kept mine.

[She's unsure how to feel about that.]

So did you.

[logistical]

There was no reason to discard them.

[He missed her and moped A LOT okay it was not pretty :|]

[phonetical]

[She could say something like "But you didn't know if I would be back." but Uhura realizes this: while it sounds logical and so him on the outside, there's actual emotion behind his words and action. This is why she loves him.]

I'm glad you didn't. I would have had to borrow clothes from Kirk again.

[logistical]

[This is why he loves her. She understands the meaning in between the lines, that he's a being of emotion as much as he uses logic to disguise it. He couldn't have known she'd be back at all. Certainly, people came and went, but there wasn't any pattern to that either. Like now, she was back, and she had no memory of her previous stay.]

The jacket was ill fitting.

[phonetical]

Can you imagine me wearing his pants? [She shakes her head and laughs.] No. I'll just go shopping and get some cheap stuff to wear on my own terms.

[Which says nothing about her occasional tendency to wear Spock's shirts in the privacy of their own quarters.]

Anyway, I could use some help moving furniture in. [Give her some of that Vulcan strength, Spock.]

[logistical]

They would also be ill-fitting.

[Not going to mention that his own clothes look much better on her, kthnx. ;)]

I will assist you in acquiring furniture. I am aware of several outlets where it is of quality and affordable.

[MONEY?? WHAT'S THAT.]

[phonetical]

[They also look much better off of her.. oops.]

And then you and I can throw a housewarming party. Just us. [She waves a hand behind her, indication the rest of the crew is decidedly not invited.] I'll give you a key.

[logistical]

[Hey, he's not complaining.]

[He nods.]

I have learnt to bake.

[phonetical]

[She's slightly taken aback by that, but not in a bad way.]

Since when?

[logistical]

Very recently. I have discovered it is relatively simple.

[phonetical]

[Because SCIENCE.]

Well, it's a good skill to have, especially when I start craving sweets.

[Hint, hint, Spock. She's going to put you to work.]

[logistical]

What is your preferred egg to flour ratio?

[This is now a thing. Yeah.]