#commanderschntgaispock

@cmomccoy-ensignoconnor

It had started out as a normal day, The Doctor having set the TARDIS in orbit around a burning up star to charge her up a bit - plus he hated missing burning up stars, they were beautiful and only happened every 100 thousand years. The star had been doing beautifully too, then all of a suddenly the TARDIS had lurched, almost throwing him from his sitting position into space, bright out the open doors. He’d scrambled up very quickly as she’d let out a bone-shuddering groan, the Timelord pulling the doors closed and hurrying up to the console to tap away at the scanner, trying to figure out what was going on. The TARDIS gave another lurch and the the sun exploded in a bright array of light, the sonic boom sending them flying backwards. That didn’t last long though because that same star was soon dragging them spinning right into a rippling black hole.

“Come on, Old Girl,” The Doctor muttered, rushing around the console, trying to get them out of the gravity well they were now being pulled into. “NonononoNO!” he cried out as the TARDIS suddenly felt like it was being pulled apart from the seams, the machine whining in a high pitched way before there was silence. At first he wondered if he was dead, but as he clapped his hands over his chest and looked around he realised they were fine. But how was that even possible?! Everything that got pulled into a black hole was ultimately crushed. Sure there was theories that it could turn into a worm-hole or have something on the other side, but that’s all they were theories. He’d been traveling through space for far to long to believe a theory.

Grabbing at the viewing screen, The Doctor saw nothing but deep space. When he turned the scanner on, it couldn’t tell him where they were. Strange. Instead of worrying about it, the Doctor instead entered some co-ordinates that he knew and pulled the flight lever, the TARDIS letting out a whine and then entering the time vortex only to jump out seconds later, spiraling toward what seemed to be a ship being attacked by two other ships.

//this is what happens when RPers go a little insane XD

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yourlogicisfascinating said: YEEESSSSSS. -clings to you- I’m just going to hold you and never let you go. And your Spock and My Spock can be Spocksexual together and all will be logical and beautiful)

embrace-technicality said: [[Psh, well, I certainly don’t mind.]]

My character will visit your character’s grave.

It’d been a year—exactly—since Spock had died. It never got any easier to deal with, it always hurt, but there was nothing Nyota could do to bring him back. She almost chuckled as she walked to his memorial, because really, he’d think all of this was illogical and sentimental, but what could she say? Nyota Uhura was an inherently illogical and, yes, sentimental being. She didn’t chuckle, though, she managed a small—very sad—smile as a single tear slid down her cheek.