jadziadeservedtolive: get-trekked: trekbooks: He’s. He’s just. Stripping. While he and S
jadziadeservedtolive: get-trekked: trekbooks: He’s. He’s just. Stripping. While he and Spock talk and play chess Just powercouple things: talking strategy while being domestic [id: photo of a page in a book that reads: “I hope that carrier is trying to escape us, Spock” Bootless, Kirk stood up and stripped off his shirt. “Under the circumstances, I’m more worried about overtaking that ship than loosing it.”The science officer considered this statement.”Phaser cannons, triple-field defence shields, photon disrupter buoys …”“Which wouldn’t mean a damn thing if we had warp speed,” said kirk now fully unclothed, as he ducked into the sonic shower.“However, at impulse speed we are less than evenly matched.” Spock weighed the strengths of both sides as if evaluating another chess game. “Our phasers would be hard pressed to penetrate its defences. Our shields could not withstand more than one direct hit. The Falchion will be at a similar disadvantage. Our combined forces may not be sufficient to counter an attack.”And yet these aliens do seem determined to pick a fight,” yelled kirk form inside the cubicle.“Agreed,” said Spock. His fingers lightly touched the bishop, but did not change its position. He studied the board yet again and slowly withdrew his hand.Kirk stepped back into the room. “It’s cold in here,” he complained , quickly pulling on a clean set of clothes.end id) @ashayamspirk -- source link
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