Only Logical by cim (PG)

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Hi, I'm Chris and I'll be the driver of the Crack Spaceship this month. It's my first time, so be gentle. *grins*

Fandom: STAR TREK
Pairing: Kirk/Spock
Author on LJ: cimness
Author Website: Cimorene's Sordid Fancy
Why this must be read:
Is it bad that I signed up just to rec this fic? Well, it's a good sign for the fic, anyway. All of cim's stories are beautiful, but I have a weak spot for this one, set between TMP and WoK. Jim has been promoted to Admiral, working as lecturer at Starfleet Academy, and he "adopts" a young student to organize his papers and find restaurants with edible vegetarian food - a young cadet who has several similar traits as Spock -. It sounds like it should be a Jim/OC, but it doesn't even come close to that. Instead it's a funny and sweet story about not noticing the obvious.


The office was noticeably neater than it had been when he left, and Tathkess was standing on tiptoe in the corner, relieving the top shelf of framed photos, dusty medals and bundled reports. Judging by her unabashed smiling when she turned around she had evidently not learned her manners entirely in the Spock School. She hastened to shake Spock's hand and flushed, then paled, to the tips of her antennae while expressing her long admiration for (she stressed) both of them. Her eyes hardly seemed to know where to rest. Jim smiled, and Spock was evidently on the verge of it.

"Cadet Tathkess, I presume," he said, and she threw Jim a confused and wondering glance.

"I mentioned the assistance you were lending me to Captain Spock over dinner at an official function the other day," he explained. "When you get around to guilting me into unpleasant tasks, Cadet, I'm afraid you'll be obliged to listen to me expound on my latest hobby as well."

"That's not unreasonable, sir," she said faintly, with two sharp minute antenna-twitches. Apparently she didn't know how to handle the reference to herself as a hobby, but was not incapable of repartee.

"You will find it to your benefit to remember that, Cadet," Spock put in, and glanced around approvingly. "An excellent job."

"Thank you, sir." That taxed her Spockian composure! She looked at the polished toes of her wide, flat boots, and appeared relieved to escape when Jim indicated he was leaving, although he noticed her watching them out of the corner of her eye as she cleared a space for some as yet-unsorted data discs on a shelf.

"The presence of our combined genius got to be too much for Cadet Tathkess back there," said Jim as Spock set up the chessboard. "I suppose it'll take her a while to get used to it."

"I believe it is an Earth saying, Jim, that 'familiarity breeds contempt,' in an interestingly non-derogatory archaic sense of the word 'contempt.'"

"She was beginning to develop some familiarity with me. But then, even for a very logical-minded non-human, it might take longer than that to, er, achieve any familiarity with you, Spock."

cim's language usuage and sense of humour both make for a very good read, and her characterization are particularly spot-on in this, so go! Read!

Only Logical

Comments

[raveninthewind.livejournal.com]

I've read that a couple times before, but it's nice to be reminded.

I like the decorous, stately pace of this story, and the characters unfolding like flowers in the sun. Nice use of an alien OFC, too.