[002] Voice - Welcome Back

[mysicksadlife]

[Daria looks older since she was last seen, maybe even 30. Her looks have stabilized to something a little less painfully plain, though still intellectual, and her clothes suit her frame. However, she looks every bit as unimpressed as her younger self would.

She remembers how this goes, and turns on the voice feed for her version of letting people know she's back and seeing who's still here that she remembers. Surprisingly, that will be quite a lot of people.]

I thought I stopped having these dreams way back before college.

Must be nerves.

[She is also under the impression that her time in Luceti ended some time ago, and that she has inexplicably been brought back.

Just in time for Valentine's Day, it turns out.]

(ooc: also open to vday antics - partial list of personal traits and attractive traits here)

Comments

[spohkh]

I do not like stereotypes...

...they are very... disagreeable....

[Spock pouted and ate another chocolate.]

[mysicksadlife]

[She'd mostly been joking.]

Sorry. Guess that didn't translate well.

[spohkh]

[So had he... Spock leans forward once more, practically batting his eyes.]

The English language is an interesting phenomenon... one of the most difficult that I have ever had to learn...

There is much that I do not yet understand.

[mysicksadlife]

[He comes on a bit strong... but on the other hand, it's not like people beat down her door for dates, and she doubts that's going to change as she slips through her thirties into even older numbers. It's kind of flattering. Especially since she's kind of attracted to him already, she's realizing.

At least he's not crude. That's a definite plus, too.]

I can help you with your language practice. [... She just almost made a comment about helping him learn a foreign 'tongue'. Kill her now.]

[spohkh]

I am most amenable to that suggestion. [gawd spock.. what are you on.]

Though I must admit that my comprehension on the English language is limited in the area of emotion...

How do you tell someone that you are attracted to them? [Drum roll please....]

[mysicksadlife]

I don't have a whole lot of experience in that, but I guess if you were going to say it, it'd be something like 'I like you' or asking them on a date somewhere.

[She's going to be over here hoping he means her, but pretty sure he doesn't. They've just met - what is she even thinking?]

[spohkh]

May I ask what exactly constitutes as a 'date'?

[Spock's eyes twinkle as he regards Daria.

Soon they will put two and two together.]

[mysicksadlife]

[As far as her experience suggests, that can be very vague at times. But there's one surefire she's learned:]

I think it's a date if both people say it is. [Because really, it could be anything from a study date to Disneyland.]

[spohkh]

Do you think this is a date?

[mysicksadlife]

[Oh. Oh! This is-

his
idea
of a date.

Well, it's not like it couldn't be. A man and woman having a meal and hanging out together awhile?]

I could probably be convinced that it is.

[spohkh]

Indeed?

How could I convince you~?

[Spock is gone... gone gone gone...]

[mysicksadlife]

[Spock, there's just one thing. She kind of likes bluntness.]

It'd probably start with you asking me for a date.

[spohkh]

Then it is fortunate that I have asked you on one.

[Spock opened his palms and gestures to the area around them.]

And here we are.
It is fortunate too that I like you very much.

[mysicksadlife]

You're not so bad yourself, but I'll deny it if I'm ever asked.

[At least, if she's ever asked by Quinn, who is likely to make a Very Big Deal out of it even now.]

[spohkh]

Is that your way of saying that you like me too?

[Spock lightly pouts...]

To borrow a human phrase... 'you wound me'...

You would deny us even with your friends?

[mysicksadlife]

I'm not denying you. I'm denying being a silly woman who let herself get caught up in the moment despite all her ranting about common sense.

[spohkh]

Ah, but you see, I am a creature of logic. Logically we were meant for a relationship. [Not completely a lie... because they could be friends... so long as this event doesn't damage those chances completely.]

Therefore, common sense would dictate that if the equation fits the variables, it is logical.
[Suave Spock.. very suave.]

[mysicksadlife]

I think you're stretching the logic there. [Vulcan, thou art becoming emotional.]

[spohkh]

I am stretching nothing.

[Spock holds his hand out on the table....]

[mysicksadlife]

[You know... she's in a crazy situation with a chance she'll probably never have again. Why not, just this once?

Daria puts out her hand too.]

[spohkh]

[Spock hums in satisfaction as feelings that are not her own drift to Daria...]

[mysicksadlife]

Whoa! [She pulls her hand away, sharply - she doesn't mean to, but it's unexpected and very strange even after her earlier time in Luceti.]

What was that?!

[spohkh]

I am a touch telepath...

[Spock reached forward...]

I would have your thoughts...

[mysicksadlife]

Whoa there. Ok, you're kind of cute, but that was pretty freaky.

[Did she say cute? Well, she's not sure what else to call it. Attractive. And she is definitely looking a bit alarmed right now. If she were thinking clearly, she'd be long gone already.]

[spohkh]

[Spock tilted his head...] It is well that you find me physically attractive...

Though it is unfortunate that you find apart of who I am... 'freaky'...

[Spock's face became slightly sad....]