[ Her expression furrows. ] Okay, I didn't catch that last one.
Can you go through them all again? Actually, if you don't mind using a rock against that wall, then I'll really get it.
[ Tapping his shoe is fine and all, but Toph gets rock-on-rock vibrations with astounding clarity. Anticipating his agreement, she kicks her toe into the ground and a nice hard chunk of rock comes flying up into the air for her to catch and subsequently offer out to him.
Meanwhile, this is only her second time meeting him, so Toph doesn't think anything of his easy, steady heartrate and body language. For all she knows, he's like that all the time. ]
Curious, [ he says, more to himself than to Toph. The word is lighter off the tongue, lighter from the chest. As though one examining a smoothed stone with their fingertips in the same way that Spock does now, accepting the proffered chunk of earth with a murmur of "thank you" thereafter. He is exceedingly careful not to touch any point of exposed skin, though Toph might notice his hand seems far warmer than any Human's from sheer proximity alone. ]
Certainly, Miss Toph. [ He has no problem running through most anything again should the individual paying mind be actually invested. Toph, he's long determined, certainly falls under that category when the subject is practical.
Taking a few easy steps toward the far wall, he lifts the rock he's acquired and traces through each character again with an efficiency brought on by rote memorization. His presumed writings are confident, sure, and without hesitation. The hand he uses is likely to be reflective of that - a kind of flawless focus.
And then, he repeats the last again, watching her reaction in his periphery. Kal rekk. ]
[ The way he takes it from her is a little odd, but he's obviously some kind of not-human, so what does she know?
True to her word, having rock-on-rock Morse code makes it come through impeccably clear to her. Toph mimics the whole sequence exactly once he's done, fluidly and on the first try, flicking her fingers to send another rock thumping against the ground. It doesn't have the flawless focus and practice behind Spock's rendition, but there's instead an edge of natural talent and flair to the smoothness behind it.
Then she pauses. ]
Nope, still don't get the last one. Are you throwing something else in as a test? [ she asks suspiciously. Spock has already established himself as wanting to test anything and everything, so Toph can put two and two together, here. ]
[ He's just a little odd in general, according to most Humans. He supposes that sort of uniqueness is part and parcel of serving on a starship, however. People rarely join such endeavors because they are sure of their position in the universe. No, it's more likely that they join because they attempting to discover it.
All the same, her pause and her vocalized suspicions only confirm what he has previously suspected: that not everything under the sun has an acceptable equivalent. He'd tested as much on his network post earlier with another term, but the individual hadn't been keen to attempt deciphering it. Pity, that. ]
Perhaps, [ he says, the steady way of his voice giving way to some note of confirmation by means of... Mischief? Surely not. ] The word I am attempting to convey contains no succinct definition. More accurately, it is a concept.
[ He idly traces it out again, contemplative. ] Given its content, I had wondered if our captors might have already given it increased consideration.
[ So yes, it was a test. Toph doesn't mind being tested, but beating around the bush with his response tries her patience. ]
You gonna elaborate or that, or just stand around talking to yourself some more?
[ It's an annoyed question, but a long-suffering one. Toph can tell this is just how he is and would rather he just hurry it up some. She is always an advocate of getting to the point. ]
[ Patience, "young padawan." It was something or other that Human crewmates used to toss about, but Spock refrains from the usage himself. It makes for quite concise internal commentary nonetheless. ]
An adequate explanation often requires adequate context. [ He pauses, the space a stand-in for an indicative gesture, which would have been his choice regardless. One dark brow inches further up. ] For myself, the word is an observance and concept both. For you, it may be closest to the following.
[ He doesn't write it out again, but instead chooses words that might be more immediately translated: meditation, atonement, solitude, silence. He'll expand upon it, after a beat. ]
As you know, defining limitations serves no less purpose than defining capabilities. Practical usage aside, these experiments serve also to underline Aldrip's current ethos.
[ Look, he always attempts to make it worth the wait. Unless he's being an asshole about it on purpose for his own amusement. Hard to say which he prefers. ]
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that is powerful and compelling music
Can you go through them all again? Actually, if you don't mind using a rock against that wall, then I'll really get it.
[ Tapping his shoe is fine and all, but Toph gets rock-on-rock vibrations with astounding clarity. Anticipating his agreement, she kicks her toe into the ground and a nice hard chunk of rock comes flying up into the air for her to catch and subsequently offer out to him.
Meanwhile, this is only her second time meeting him, so Toph doesn't think anything of his easy, steady heartrate and body language. For all she knows, he's like that all the time. ]
no subject
Certainly, Miss Toph. [ He has no problem running through most anything again should the individual paying mind be actually invested. Toph, he's long determined, certainly falls under that category when the subject is practical.
Taking a few easy steps toward the far wall, he lifts the rock he's acquired and traces through each character again with an efficiency brought on by rote memorization. His presumed writings are confident, sure, and without hesitation. The hand he uses is likely to be reflective of that - a kind of flawless focus.
And then, he repeats the last again, watching her reaction in his periphery. Kal rekk. ]
no subject
True to her word, having rock-on-rock Morse code makes it come through impeccably clear to her. Toph mimics the whole sequence exactly once he's done, fluidly and on the first try, flicking her fingers to send another rock thumping against the ground. It doesn't have the flawless focus and practice behind Spock's rendition, but there's instead an edge of natural talent and flair to the smoothness behind it.
Then she pauses. ]
Nope, still don't get the last one. Are you throwing something else in as a test? [ she asks suspiciously. Spock has already established himself as wanting to test anything and everything, so Toph can put two and two together, here. ]
no subject
All the same, her pause and her vocalized suspicions only confirm what he has previously suspected: that not everything under the sun has an acceptable equivalent. He'd tested as much on his network post earlier with another term, but the individual hadn't been keen to attempt deciphering it. Pity, that. ]
Perhaps, [ he says, the steady way of his voice giving way to some note of confirmation by means of... Mischief? Surely not. ] The word I am attempting to convey contains no succinct definition. More accurately, it is a concept.
[ He idly traces it out again, contemplative. ] Given its content, I had wondered if our captors might have already given it increased consideration.
no subject
You gonna elaborate or that, or just stand around talking to yourself some more?
[ It's an annoyed question, but a long-suffering one. Toph can tell this is just how he is and would rather he just hurry it up some. She is always an advocate of getting to the point. ]
no subject
An adequate explanation often requires adequate context. [ He pauses, the space a stand-in for an indicative gesture, which would have been his choice regardless. One dark brow inches further up. ] For myself, the word is an observance and concept both. For you, it may be closest to the following.
[ He doesn't write it out again, but instead chooses words that might be more immediately translated: meditation, atonement, solitude, silence. He'll expand upon it, after a beat. ]
As you know, defining limitations serves no less purpose than defining capabilities. Practical usage aside, these experiments serve also to underline Aldrip's current ethos.
[ Look, he always attempts to make it worth the wait. Unless he's being an asshole about it on purpose for his own amusement. Hard to say which he prefers. ]