[1-30-2009] B-2
Fandom: Star Trek
Character: Spock
Words: 475
Prompt: "Remember this: once the human race is established on more than one planet and especially, in more than one solar system, there is no way now imaginable to kill off the human race." Robert Heinlein, speech at World Science Fiction Convention, 1961
Humans were a curious, dangerously passionate breed.
There were races that were far worse when it came to emotional behavior and self-control, but humanity could stand much improvement. In their short time accommodating to space travel humans had adapted quite a bit, however sometimes it was very evident to Spock that humans still had quite a long way to go. It was his people that first encountered them, and his people that first chose to evaluate them.
He stood below the statue of Zephram Cochrane, staring up at the sculpture intently and tapping his finger against his lower lip. There were still stories, not many, of Zephram's crude behavior. The humans tended to idealize him. He could understand why. Often, if someone came up with a great idea, people wanted to believe that it came from a great person. Was Zephram Cochrane a great person? Doubtful. He was actually a rather poor example of humanity from some accounts, but one that managed to come up with a great idea. He helped humans touch the stars in ways they never dreamed before.
Vulcans had been wary of them from that first introduction. They forced the first designers and explorers to make their own advancements and progressions. They didn’t feel they were capable at the evolutionary standpoint humans were at of safely interacting with other species without passing their own biased destructive judgments before learning anything about the other culture. They weren't prepared for interstellar exploration. It had been surprising that they did conduct themselves so well.
It had been more surprising that some Vulcans had seen fit to take humans as spouses. Sometimes he wondered how his mother tolerated the presence of his father, as emotional as she had the tendency to become; though she often claimed to consider herself a very fortunate Earth woman.
Oddly playful, too, these humans. He turned his head, watching a young human couple come out of their classes at the academy. The young lady looked delighted, hanging off the man's arm. He could remember someone looking at him that way, once. He couldn't return the smile as the gentleman could, but he could remember that same sort of delight at his mere presence on her face.
He looked back to the statue. Perhaps, just perhaps, it wasn't so bad that Vulcans were the ones to make first contact with humans. Perhaps it wasn't such a negative thing that such an emotional species was encouraged to venture out into the galaxy.
Not that he would admit it to the captain. It would be… unbecoming to admit such sentiment.
Quietly the Vulcan tucked his hands behind his back, lifted his chin in pride that he would deny was there to anyone that noted it, and walked up the steps of the academy to meet Kirk when he was done with his visit.
Character: Spock
Words: 475
Prompt: "Remember this: once the human race is established on more than one planet and especially, in more than one solar system, there is no way now imaginable to kill off the human race." Robert Heinlein, speech at World Science Fiction Convention, 1961
Humans were a curious, dangerously passionate breed.
There were races that were far worse when it came to emotional behavior and self-control, but humanity could stand much improvement. In their short time accommodating to space travel humans had adapted quite a bit, however sometimes it was very evident to Spock that humans still had quite a long way to go. It was his people that first encountered them, and his people that first chose to evaluate them.
He stood below the statue of Zephram Cochrane, staring up at the sculpture intently and tapping his finger against his lower lip. There were still stories, not many, of Zephram's crude behavior. The humans tended to idealize him. He could understand why. Often, if someone came up with a great idea, people wanted to believe that it came from a great person. Was Zephram Cochrane a great person? Doubtful. He was actually a rather poor example of humanity from some accounts, but one that managed to come up with a great idea. He helped humans touch the stars in ways they never dreamed before.
Vulcans had been wary of them from that first introduction. They forced the first designers and explorers to make their own advancements and progressions. They didn’t feel they were capable at the evolutionary standpoint humans were at of safely interacting with other species without passing their own biased destructive judgments before learning anything about the other culture. They weren't prepared for interstellar exploration. It had been surprising that they did conduct themselves so well.
It had been more surprising that some Vulcans had seen fit to take humans as spouses. Sometimes he wondered how his mother tolerated the presence of his father, as emotional as she had the tendency to become; though she often claimed to consider herself a very fortunate Earth woman.
Oddly playful, too, these humans. He turned his head, watching a young human couple come out of their classes at the academy. The young lady looked delighted, hanging off the man's arm. He could remember someone looking at him that way, once. He couldn't return the smile as the gentleman could, but he could remember that same sort of delight at his mere presence on her face.
He looked back to the statue. Perhaps, just perhaps, it wasn't so bad that Vulcans were the ones to make first contact with humans. Perhaps it wasn't such a negative thing that such an emotional species was encouraged to venture out into the galaxy.
Not that he would admit it to the captain. It would be… unbecoming to admit such sentiment.
Quietly the Vulcan tucked his hands behind his back, lifted his chin in pride that he would deny was there to anyone that noted it, and walked up the steps of the academy to meet Kirk when he was done with his visit.