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[the video clip clicks on to a sideways angle of Kirk's face. he's holding the communicator up, but it's less to show what's going on and more so that he can speak into it. he's crouched down, though, and you can almost see what's going on.

he's facing a figure and from the sharp cut of his black hair you can tell it's Spock next to him with his head bowed forward, collapsed and kneeling with both of his hands on the wall. Jim's eyes are wide with worry and tension, half bent forward with one hand on the other man's back.]

——are two. Anger... More than... more than...

Come on, Spock, stay with me buddy——

I need medical assistance to the ninth floor hallway of the passenger decks, and I need it now!

[Jim's voice is authoritative and clipped, leaving no room for argument and making it clear this is a crisis situation. if he was going to say something else, he's completely derailed when Spock starts slumping to the left.]

Spock!

[Kirk drops his communicator next to his knee and scrambles forward, grabbing at the Vulcan's broad shoulders and moving so that he ends up half sprawled with his head in Jim's lap.]

Bones, I need you!

[his voice is raised at the communicator he can no longer reach; it isn't panic, but it's definite distress. honestly, he doesn't care which doctor gets here first, as long as someone hustles their ass up here.]

[ooc: Kirk & Spock c: anyone from the Enterprise can assume they knew that Spock was going to mind meld with the ship but nobody else will have known! also this is open to action.]

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[Charles was frowning, worriedly and his immediate response was a touch distracted.]

Was I what? Oh, oh yes, yes I was. Can you tell me what has happened to him?

[alright that means much less explaining, though he still doesn't explain the concept of melding]

He tried to psychically make contact with the ship, something's gone wrong.

He tried to ... [At this he looks equally horrified, concerned and exasperated.]

My God what a damn fool risk! Do you have someone who can assess psychic damage?

[Charles appears to be starting to move.]

I'm headed your way, Captain. I may be able to help.

Not without a machine. Our Vulcan specialist is still back on the Enterprise.

I was able to communicate with Spock, mind to mind when we were in the science lab. I may be able to attempt something similar.

[Charles glanced at the device, his expression understand as he continued.]

If you would be willing to let me try?

[he hesitates, if not only because he knows how much Spock values his privacy. but if he's really in danger, and this guy can give them a one up on the situation- it's a medical manner. he takes a breath, nods, and hopes that Spock won't hate him for it later.]

Yeah.

I am on my way.

[Just those words and then Charles disconnects the feed as he begins to make his way from his current location to the the coordinates Kirk had given in his initial communication.

Hopefully, it doesn't take too long, it always feels like forever in an emergency, before Charles comes jogging around the corner, his expression set in a worried frown.]

Captain! Has there been any change?

[he beats Watson up, not but Aragorn, and Jim looks up from where he speaks with the healer. as far as Aragorn can tell, Spock is stable, but he doesn't know Vulcan physiology and Jim will be on edge until Bones arrives.]

No, he's still out like a light. We're waiting for the rest of medical to arrive.

[Charles frowned as he walked up, glancing to Kirk and whomever else had arrived already, before hunkering down on his heels next to Spock's prone.]

His physical condition is still stable then? That would appear to be a good sign.

I'm worried about his brain.

[he says, looking up at Charles, because coma patients can be physically alright, too.]

As am I, Captain. [Charles said firmly but calmly.]

The brain is a very delicate organ but it is also keen on self preservation. At least, human brains are and they can act in funny ways when under duress. The fact that his autonomic functions are stable, is a good sign.

[At least, Charles was going to go with that assumption until proven otherwise.]

[Jim's mouth thins, briefly. if that was the case, he could only hope that it was twice that for a Vulcan.]

What are you going to do? [because Charles had said he'd come up to check.]

Not much.

[He said, then glanced over at Kirk.]

I mean, I am just going to take a quick peek. I do not want to force anything but if Spock can, he may try to reach me if he 'hears' me.

[Or the Vulcan's shields could be up so tight that Charles would bounce off them like a rubber ball but it was worth an attempt.]

I do not want to risk anything more intrusive, unless I find him in the initial sweep.

Are you all right with this?

If it might help.

[Jim nods, and he hopes that later Spock will understand his reasoning behind it. as a captain, he had to use the tools at his disposal to make sure his crew remained safe, or could be taken care of.

Charles didn't seem the kind to start digging around, and Kirk was hoping that impression was true]

[Studying Kirk's face for a long minute, Charles nodded and turned his attention to Spock.

Hunkering down next to the Vulcan, he lifted his fingers to his own temple and took a deep breath. On the exhale, Charles cleared and focused his own mutation before reaching out along the pathways he had used to speak to Spock in the past.

A Vulcan brain, obviously, was not the same as a human and Charles wasn't about to go poking about in an area that was completely unknown to him. He kept to the paths that Spock had already shown him. There were not many but Charles carefully tested each one, each time coming up against the exact same impenetrable barrier.

Eventually he withdrew, lowering his hand from the side of his own head and frowning thoughtfully.]

I can not reach him. However the good news, if you will, would be the strength and totality of the barriers I'm running into.

[Glancing back to Kirk, Charles' expression was grim but not without hope.]

It is an assumption, as I have never known a Vulcan before but I know my own mind would not be capable of such complete security if I was completely, mentally incapacitated.

[something in Kirk's shoulders softens with this information, relief that he can't quite comprehend but floods him like ice water. he takes a breath that somehow doesn't shake, and nods his head.]

That's probably a good sign. [he says, because he knows those walls aren't infallible, has felt it himself once, when they weren't firmly between him and a Vulcan mind.]

Best to take it as such, yes.

[Charles agreed curbing the instinctive urge to reach out and grip Kirk's shoulder, as he would Alex or Hank.]

Captain, may I ask what Spock hoped to accomplish with this course of action?

[he hesitates, but only for a moment, and his eyes come up to find Charles' own. the look says much more than his words do.]

To see if the ship was sentient.

[Kirk's answer saw Charles' left eyebrow bounce towards his hairline, the telepath holding Kirk's look for a long beat before he glanced down at Spock.]

What a curious theory. [Yes he may in fact be wondering why he hadn't considered it himself and blue eyes even flick towards one of the interior walls for a minute before he looks back at Kirk.]

I think I can understand why he took such a risk, Captain.

[Kirk's gaze follows Charles' own as he draws his conclusions, and his hands flex against Spock's firm shoulders.]

He didn't decide this on his own. [there might be a shade of guilt there.] We're explorers, we use every tool at our disposal to find answers.

[Charles looked up and over at Kirk, recognizing that hint of guilt that any leader feels when they made a decision for others and someone winds up hurt because of it. Charles did not think he would ever forget the heartbreaking pain that came with realizing he'd lead his students, his friends, into a death trap on that beach.

Reaching out, he set a hand on Kirk's shoulder.]

Sometimes calculated risks are in order. I have no doubt that Spock understood what he was doing. Hopefully, when he wakes up [when, not if, thinking positively here] we'll know a little more than we did before.

[As he says the words, a thought comes to Charles and he looks over at a nearby bulkhead.]

In fact, we might already.

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