[ There will come a time when Spock will understand the reasoning behind Jim's actions, or at least she assumes she will, thanks to her counterpart and his easy acceptance of Jim - and all of humanity. For the moment, Spock rather suspects that there is actually no reasoning, simply perverse glee in seeing the two of them work together.
Spock knows there will never be an understanding of the good doctor. ]
I assure you, Doctor, we are not walking in circles. Despite the elements, I am capable of determining the direction. [ Not to mention the tricorder she carries is meant to help solve any human - or Vulcan - error. ] Finding this plant will take patience.
[ That is very far down on a list of things she is, at the moment. Right below 'patient'. Bones lifts her foot out gingerly and steps far more cautiously, though making an effort to keep up with Spock. Hobgoblin or not, it won't do to be separated out here. There's little trees, but they were warned the snow hid crevasses. ]
[ Spock does not roll her eyes, but only because she is used to dealing with McCoy and her grumbling and because such an action would be rather undignified. It's a close thing, though. ]
We will be out as long as necessary.
[ She has no desire to be out much longer, but they have a goal. She does slow her pace, however, and tests the ground as she steps. It will not do to get trapped in a crevasse. ]
Don't expect me to do anything about your hypothermia.
[ Vulcans probably freeze even more than humans. CMO log, stardate xxxx, why is everyone on this goddamn ship all like this. The plant's an important discovery, and people have died for less, but still. Bones glances instinctively for somewhere they can set up shelter. Something sticks fast around her boot. She looks down. ]
[ That would be a correct assumption. Desert planets do not make for individuals tolerant to the cold. Spock can already tell her toes are perhaps somewhat too cold to continue much longer, but she will never admit as much, especially not to McCoy.
The stubbornness of the two of them alone could fuel the Enterprise for months.
When McCoy speaks, she turns sharply, taking a few paces back to study the plant, running her tricorder over it. ]
It appears to be the plant we are looking for, though it did not show up on the scans a moment ago.
[ Probably the cold. Hopefully there's no recalibration needed. They should be heading home soon — don't think she's missed the subtle indicators of Spock feeling the cold. Call it half spite and half good doctor's sense. ]
[ Not that she's telling the hobgoblin she cares. Bones steps around it gingerly. ]
Don't seem to be any others around...
[ Just having one is too small a sample, and they'd been assured it wouldn't harm the ecosystem if they took more than that. ]
[ Good, she would not want the doctor to notice - or care - anyway. Spock is a Vulcan, she can tough out the worst situations.
But McCoy's pronouncement about it being the only one actually draws a sigh from her. More a huff, but coming from Spock, it's something all right. ]
We need at least one more sample, if it is to be of any benefit.
[ Science says more samples are better and Spock is going to do right by science, even if it means tramping around in the snow with McCoy. She turns, already examining the tricorder, though it is unlikely to work. ]
[ Spock immediately turns at the sound of her name, even if it is the doctor yelling for her. Some training is just too hard to ignore, even for a Vulcan. ]
Doctor, was it truly necessary to yell? Do you require help?
[ But nonetheless, Spock sinks to a knee to inspect the crevice, noting the trailing branches. She pushes at the snow, sweeping it away so she can assist. ]
[ Far more aggressive than is needed, but that's par for the course. Bones mutters under her breath and moves aside, letting Spock examine the plants. ]
[ Such unnecessary aggression. But then, Spock is used to that from McCoy.
Still, she says nothing, kneeling down to get a better look at the plant, brushing aside the snow to see how deep the roots are. ] If we uproot it, it is possible to return it to Lieutenant Sulu for replanting, ensuring we can examine it at leisure.
[ let's see anybody saying that after the plant eats their face. smh. It was only the one incident on their early missions and it was technically a well camouflaged animal, but Bones will let them all live it down when hell freezes over. ]
I'll do that.
[ Spock can wrestle with the plant, this is great teamwork. ]
[ Despite the doctor's claim to wanting only a sample of the soil, she can't help but keep an eye on Spock. Shrouded in logic or not, their science officer has the same adventurous streak that Jim does — Bones knows, because she's learnt early on to spot crazy like that. ]
[ Spock's determination is rarely logical. In fact, it is closer to sheer stubbornness, not that she would admit to such a trait. But it does make her double her efforts to retrieve the plant. ]
[ She doesn't wait for Spock to reply before she's very unceremoniously insinuated herself into the Vulcan's personal space, and is jabbing the soil around the plant to loosen it. ]
[ Spock has grown somewhat accustomed to humans simply barging into her personal space, and it is only McCoy - one of the few Spock can tolerate. (Sometimes.)
So she moves back far enough to give the doctor room.
Though really, waiting would be nice. ]
Very well.
[ She tugs, this time succeeding in getting the plant out of the ground. ]
It appears we are more successful working as a unit, Doctor.
[ Would be pounced on as a shred of sentiment if McCoy wasn't opening herself up to the same kind of jab. They're crew. They're the only family she's managed to create after having nothing, not even custody of her daughter. As young and reckless and headache inducing as they are, they are always a good team. ]
Come on. How many more? We've spent too long here already.
[ Her comment was not intended as a jab, though she can see why it might be taken as such. Still, Spock briefly looks up, her imitation of an eye roll. ]
Should we desire to cultivate them on the ship, another two would suffice.
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Spock knows there will never be an understanding of the good doctor. ]
I assure you, Doctor, we are not walking in circles. Despite the elements, I am capable of determining the direction. [ Not to mention the tricorder she carries is meant to help solve any human - or Vulcan - error. ] Finding this plant will take patience.
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[ That is very far down on a list of things she is, at the moment. Right below 'patient'. Bones lifts her foot out gingerly and steps far more cautiously, though making an effort to keep up with Spock. Hobgoblin or not, it won't do to be separated out here. There's little trees, but they were warned the snow hid crevasses. ]
We shouldn't be out that much longer.
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We will be out as long as necessary.
[ She has no desire to be out much longer, but they have a goal. She does slow her pace, however, and tests the ground as she steps. It will not do to get trapped in a crevasse. ]
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Don't expect me to do anything about your hypothermia.
[ Vulcans probably freeze even more than humans. CMO log, stardate xxxx, why is everyone on this goddamn ship all like this. The plant's an important discovery, and people have died for less, but still. Bones glances instinctively for somewhere they can set up shelter. Something sticks fast around her boot. She looks down. ]
Wait, I found something.
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The stubbornness of the two of them alone could fuel the Enterprise for months.
When McCoy speaks, she turns sharply, taking a few paces back to study the plant, running her tricorder over it. ]
It appears to be the plant we are looking for, though it did not show up on the scans a moment ago.
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[ Not that she's telling the hobgoblin she cares. Bones steps around it gingerly. ]
Don't seem to be any others around...
[ Just having one is too small a sample, and they'd been assured it wouldn't harm the ecosystem if they took more than that. ]
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But McCoy's pronouncement about it being the only one actually draws a sigh from her. More a huff, but coming from Spock, it's something all right. ]
We need at least one more sample, if it is to be of any benefit.
[ Science says more samples are better and Spock is going to do right by science, even if it means tramping around in the snow with McCoy. She turns, already examining the tricorder, though it is unlikely to work. ]
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Spock!
[ — no, she'd wanted to yell something far more dignified, like aargh or a colourful expletive. Instead, her face twists with disgust. ]
It's a tunnel, or a cave of some kind. Look — more plants?
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Doctor, was it truly necessary to yell? Do you require help?
[ But nonetheless, Spock sinks to a knee to inspect the crevice, noting the trailing branches. She pushes at the snow, sweeping it away so she can assist. ]
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[ Far more aggressive than is needed, but that's par for the course. Bones mutters under her breath and moves aside, letting Spock examine the plants. ]
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Still, she says nothing, kneeling down to get a better look at the plant, brushing aside the snow to see how deep the roots are. ] If we uproot it, it is possible to return it to Lieutenant Sulu for replanting, ensuring we can examine it at leisure.
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Should we take a soil sample or you think there's one sittin' there at the royal palace?
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It is likely there are differences in the soil here, even if it is due to the lack of human interaction. Obtaining a sample would be prudent.
[ She gives a sharp tug at the base on the plant, only to have it resist. ]
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I'll do that.
[ Spock can wrestle with the plant, this is great teamwork. ]
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Still, this one seems unlikely to suddenly decide to attempt to consume her. ]
If you deem it a practical use of your time, then by all means, gather soil.
[ Far better teamwork than having McCoy attempt to help. She tugs again, planting her foot so she can gain more leverage.
It tugs back, with more force than expected, sending Spock stumbling forward. ]
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[ Despite the doctor's claim to wanting only a sample of the soil, she can't help but keep an eye on Spock. Shrouded in logic or not, their science officer has the same adventurous streak that Jim does — Bones knows, because she's learnt early on to spot crazy like that. ]
Is it stuck?
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It appears so, Doctor.
[ Especially as it still refuses to budge. ]
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[ She doesn't wait for Spock to reply before she's very unceremoniously insinuated herself into the Vulcan's personal space, and is jabbing the soil around the plant to loosen it. ]
What about now?
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So she moves back far enough to give the doctor room.
Though really, waiting would be nice. ]
Very well.
[ She tugs, this time succeeding in getting the plant out of the ground. ]
It appears we are more successful working as a unit, Doctor.
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[ Would be pounced on as a shred of sentiment if McCoy wasn't opening herself up to the same kind of jab. They're crew. They're the only family she's managed to create after having nothing, not even custody of her daughter. As young and reckless and headache inducing as they are, they are always a good team. ]
Come on. How many more? We've spent too long here already.
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Should we desire to cultivate them on the ship, another two would suffice.
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[ Bones finds the next, digging it out with the heel of her boot, gesturing for Spock to come over. ]
On three, heave?
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[ With their combined strength, it pops loose. ]
Just one more of these blasted things...
[ She trails off, muttering something about bringing Chekov along next time, and starts digging out the next one with the heel of her shoe. ]
Come along, Spock.
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I am capable of discerning your movements, Doctor.
[ But still, she joins McCoy, tugging on the next plant to pull it free from the dirt. ]
That is sufficient.
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