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  • WINNING THE LOTTERY [open, return!]

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    This was illogical. This wasn't fair. He continued to stare at her and took in a shaky breath before replying, "Then if this is your last life, the most logical thing to do would be to not die." Huh, humour. Spock disliked trying to be funny because well, he just doesn't understand what's funny and not. Sarcasm and sassiness is totally different; he uses both all the time.


    He rose to that challenge easily. He didn't even know if that was directed to him, but he wasted no time. "What did you do when I got captured by the enemy clan?" The ex-commander asked, raising a brow. "Or if that is too well-known, what did you do when myself and Kirk got accepted into WindClan?"

  • a rush of blood to the head. (open: returning)

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    Spock looked over at the advisor. "I-we-have come back from somewhere." He gestured to Kirk who was now beside him. Ears flicking to Mariah, dipping his head to her after. "I am fine, thank you." He answered. He wasn't really. Definitely not. But even the most awful liar like himself could hide something that he did not want to share.


    Looking over at Kirk, the ex-commander didn't offer anything but a raise of his eyebrow and a twitch of his lips-but not in the smile way. that action translated into "holy sh*t if I want to do that again stop me. Wow."

  • WINNING THE LOTTERY [open, return!]

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    No. She had learnt that of someone. It defined the laws of physics. No one could convince him that when someone was reincarnated, they remembered everything. You see, Spock was strictly a scientist and he hated stuff like this and he didn't even believe in reincarnation before coming to WindClan. A small crease appeared on his forehead as he knitted his eyebrows together in confusion, dark brown eyes not leaving the cat that claimed to be Clara's face.


    "What you said was correct. However I am not convinced for you could have learned that information from any individual that was present at myself's and Kirk's joining." The ex-commander finally managed, after making sure his emotions were in check. "In addition, if you can tell me one memory of you that I myself could remember, I most probably would change my mind." Raising a brow, he allowed his orbs to flicker over the other individuals.

  • WINNING THE LOTTERY [open, return!]

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    He let out a quiet sigh. "I think you misunderstood what I was trying to say" Spock did not add anything more to that and he nodded in agreement. "Even though I strongly believe that reincarnation does not exist-despite all of the facts, I am strictly a scientist-I believe you, Clara." Glancing around at the other cats, he waited for reactions. The ex-commander turned back to the Canadian Lynx and the corners of his mouth twitched. It was a smile; only recognizable by those close to him.

  • DON'T PISS OFF THE PUPPY * OPEN - JOINING

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    [size=8]He didn't know why he came on over, but still, Spock had to introduce himself. Right? "Welcome to the clan." The ex-commander greeted, his face betraying no emotion like per usual and his chocolate brown eyes were glued onto the pup. After sweeping his gaze once-or maybe twice-over her, he nodded and flicked his ears.

  • mass training thread with probro [open!]

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    He wasn't an apprentice, but still Spock came on over. He was a bit curious-of course, he would never admit ever feeling such an emotion-to what was going on, although quickly caught on. The ex-commander seated himself down carefully and flicked his tail over his paws neatly, sitting rather straight. His dark orbs flickered over each individual. If any help was needed, he would offer all he could manage.


    /rushed.

  • If they only could know what i knew (open) what would that prove?

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    "What you are attempting to do is highly illogical, for only spiders and other insects can climb walls."


    The brown tabby padded over, his face blank. Even despite him appearing so emotionless, it wasn't hard to detect ever so slight irritation in his normally flat voice. You could say that the way he said it was in a matter-of-fact way. Eyebrow raised, he stood next to Juvey. His chocolate eyes were locked onto the kitten and seeing as he had already betrayed some emotions, he allowed himself to narrow his gaze threateningly to show more.

  • Another place and time. (private)

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    He had woken up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. Spock just couldn't control his emotions today. Well, would you be in a normal mood if you had zero sleep and also feel like utter crap? He stalked out of the den in which he slept in usually and walked over to the freshkill pile, nearly snapping at a poor apprentice that accidentally tripped into him. Ears twitching in annoyance, he sat down and neatly flicked his tail over his paws, eyes locked onto the food even although he didn't want to eat.


    The ex-commander of the ship Enterprise continued to stare, not caring if anyone was looking at him weirdly.


    ooc: low muse cx

  • Another place and time. (private)

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    It took all of his self-control-which was a lot, because this is Spock we are on about-to not pounce on the kitten. He breathed deeply and answered, quiet bitterly, "I do not mind bugs. I just do not want to eat the prey." The ex-commander narrowed his gaze slightly, before turning away. If all Wildkit was going to do was ask him unnecessary questions, she could go and bother someone else. "I believe that is none of your business why, so it would be illogical to ask." Ears flicking once more, Spock decided to completely ignore her from now on.

  • If they only could know what i knew (open) what would that prove?

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    Spock nodded to his friend, before glaring full on at the... He couldn't find a word that was kind enough. "Then, please explain to me because I, of course, lack the intelligence, of what you are doing?" He was close to snapping, but somehow managed to say it probably. However, the way he said it was a little strained of course.

  • Another place and time. (private)

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    Spock nodded curtly. "It is indeed." His eyes went back to normal, but the corner of his lips went backwards in a some kind of snarl. "It is not a rule to not ask questions. However I am not in the mood for any unnecessary questions, hence why I told you not to ask." Eyebrow raising, he stared hardly at the kitten.


    ooc: okay :3
    Spock isn't like that, but if Wildkit annoys him, he might lash out x3.

  • If they only could know what i knew (open) what would that prove?

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    "I am afraid that will not work out how you planned it." Spock replied, a lot calmer now as he stared at the kitten. "Unfortunately, the strategy you just explained to me is quite hard for a cat your age. If you do not believe me, try it again. If you still choose to ignore me, ask me to show you how it is done." He looked over at Clara and nearly-nearly as in 'if-I-wasn't-supposed-to-be-emotionless-I-would-so-do-it' way-he swallowed, then turned back, gaze resting on Icekit. Ah, a challenge. Last time he faced a challenge was in BloodClan. If you mean a proper one, then the last one was on The Enterprise.

  • Another place and time. (private)

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    Blinking out of amazement because that kitten actually was crossing the line, it took him a few moments to stop looking shocked and reply. "Please tell me that you realized that what you just voiced was a question." Spock muttered, which was uncharacteristic of him.


    ooc: uwu
    Oh my gosh, that is the best x3. Also rushed.

  • Another place and time. (private)

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    "I do not believe it." He shook his head, snorting. Spock looked away, breathing heavily and trying to calm down and failing rather badly at that. After a few, long moments he turned back to Wildkit, jaw visibly locking and unlocking as he continued to stare at her. The ex-commander would have snapped, right then and there, if he didn't tell himself-rather lamely: "Logic. Logical mind. Do not let this kitten get to you. Logic." Yes, he was a little insane today. No one would blame him if they knew why.


    "If you are purposely trying to make me angry, you are succeeding. As you clan cats tend to say, congratulations. However, if you are not, I suggest that you should, as you would put it, shut up." He shot back, snapping and forgetting about everything for a split second.


    [ x3. ]

  • If they only could know what i knew (open) what would that prove?

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    He stared at the apprentice, then ever so slightly shook his head. Yes, maybe he was being a tad childish but logic was out of the question today. With his brother dead and all, Spock wasn't... In the right frame of mind and he just wanted to either argue or irritate everyone. Basically.


    Gaze flickering back over to Icekit, he raised a brow. "Fine. I shall talk you through the steps." He had learned something like this when he was younger. As in, how to kick off a wall so the ex-commander had some faith in himself. Coughing, he stepped forward, feeling the slightest bit awkward.