restroom | ( open general rp post )

[ He's not unwilling to share the information, of course. It's just that he wasn't asked before.

#vulcans ]

They prey upon humans to severe detrimental effect. Rather than coexistence, the vampires I hunt are more akin to parasites. [ A beat, then he adds pointedly: ] You saw the means by which this nest has chosen to feed.

Yeah, I saw. They'd say they were only doing what they had to do to survive.

( not that he agrees, just presenting a different point of view. )

Even if some of them are a little nasty about it.

They may say that, but it would be false.

[ Demonstrably so; he need only look at Jim, who is in good health without turning humans into chattel. ]

I am curious, if you believe that to be a "little" nasty, what method would you consider to be "very" nasty?

I tell you that, you're gonna get your ass up to try and find these people.

( and you weren't in any shape to do that. )

You're not a great conversationalist, are you?

[ A faintly sour look across Spock's face. ]

I am not required to be one.

[ This may be something of a sore point. ]

In any case, I would not seek out a new target immediately.

[ No, he has to go back and deal with the nest he originally came for, first. ]

You can't think you're going to go back to that place.

( he would just get his ass kicked again. )

There's too many of them.

[ The look he gives Jim is one of genuine confusion. ]

Next time, I will be better prepared.

[ Why wouldn't he immediately go back to the place where he nearly got killed? ]

You realize how idiotic that sounds, right?

( jim stares at him. )

You're gonna be better prepared, sure, but so are they. There will be more of them.

That is highly likely.

[ He's not feeling well enough to provide the exact percentage of likelihood, but it is almost a certainty. Nevertheless, he holds Jim's gaze, resolute. ]

However, if I do not deal with the nest, who will?

I don't know.

( but he still thinks it's a stupid, stupid idea. )

Not you.

Not you, meaning no one.

[ A slight tip of his head, daring Jim to disagree. ]

Therefore, it is my responsibility. The nest cannot be left to continue as it has.

Right, I get that but you are not going to be able to take care of all of them.

( he sighs and rubs a hand over his face before he looks back at spock. )

You go in alone, they'll kill you. Because their numbers will be greater and they're not going to want to be embarrassed again.

[ A moment of silence. He cannot refute the point. He also cannot leave the nest as it is. Jim's concern is surprising, but appears genuine.

There is only one logical course of action. ]

Very well. [ He's seen reason. Hasn't he? Surely... ] As you are preoccupied with my safety, you may again accompany me.

Oh, will I?

( jim's actually a little surprised but in a good way. he kind of likes that spock's decided he's good enough to go with him and, if he's honest, jim doesn't like knowing that a nest of vampires like that exists.

he grins. )

You could actually phrase that as a question.

For what purpose? You will either accompany me due to your as-yet unexplained feeling of concern and responsibility for a stranger you have only just met, or you will not.

[ A hard stare, one eyebrow lifting slightly. ]

However, I will not dissuade you should you choose to join me.

Maybe I just like being asked.

( but he chuckles because this man is so literal and blunt that it's refreshing. )

You have anyone else that could help? I'm not saying no but I wonder if you've ever had anyone else at your back.

[ Spock blinks, startled by the laughter. But after a surprised moment, he answers. ]

When I was a child, my father accompanied me until I proved myself capable.

[ Which is not what Jim asked. It's the most Spock has to offer, though. ]

How long did it take him to judge you capable?

( he's surprised by the information but he takes it nonetheless, turning it over in his head. )

You seem like you'd pick things up pretty quickly.

I was ten.

[ Matter of fact, as though this is a perfectly normal age to be set loose to hunt on his own. Father of the year award, there, for Sarek. ]

My father was at times overly cautious. Though I had proven my ability in the traditional manner by embarking upon the kahs-wan when I was seven, he did not allow me to hunt on my own until he personally was satisfied as to my competency.

Jesus.

( he'd been young. jim rubs the back of his neck before he sighs. )

Has it always been vampires? Or have you hunted other things?

[ An unexpected reaction, though Spock opts to make no comment on it. Surely the news that he has been a competent hunter since ten years of age ought to be reassuring rather than eliciting something near chagrin. ]

Other things, when necessary. Fortunately, there are relatively few other creatures that see fit to feed upon sentient beings.

True.

( vampires did have that little quirk about them, didn't they? he makes a face. )

Not all vampires are like what we saw in that building.

They are not.

[ He tips his head, adds, dryly: ]

You may have noticed that I did not attempt to kill every vampire I encountered on sight.

I did notice that.

( and he appreciates that. he's not sure he would have helped if spock had just come in with his sword swinging. )

I would have been a little pissed off if you'd just come in and started lopping off heads. I don't think we'd be having this conversation.

Indeed, we would not.

[ He could leave it there. He could. But instead, he adds, mouth quirking with just the faintest trace of humor: ]

As you would be lacking a head.

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