sixth translation // action

[lt_linguist]

[It's cold, and snowing, and Uhura hates the weather, but she's out in it anyway, because she's even more sick of being cooped up inside

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[lt_linguist]

Yeah, I'm fine, thanks. Just got lost in my own thoughts for a bit there.

[Little smile. Did he think he was going to help her? That's cute.]

I'm Uhura.

[lt_linguist]

Nice to meet you, Kouichi.

I even got warned by a friend earlier about the ice. I just think better on my feet, you know?

[spiritarrows]

[From behind you] Are you alright?

[lt_linguist]

Fine, thanks. Just startled. I let myself get too distracted.

[spiritarrows]

[Adjusts the grocery bag in his arms as he nods at her.] Be careful. There might be more ice around.

[lt_linguist]

Yeah, it'd be my luck today to actually fall and break something.

[She tilts her head a little.]

I'm Uhura, by the way.

[logicphile]

[Without forethought, Spock's hand shoots out to steady her, avoiding any visible skin through pure habit. His words when they come is slightly admonishing.]

I would ask that you take care.

[The last thing he needs is to suffer Uhura's lost so soon after his mother's.]

[lt_linguist]

[Oh good, one of the few people in this crazy, backwards place she knows without a doubt she can depend on.

He's better company, too.

She relaxes a little, giving him a faint, wry smile.]

You're not the first person to warn me of that, today. I was just thinking of tracking you down.

[logicphile]

[Spock nods. He isn't thrilled to be leaving the comfort of their very warm, very heated house, but he isn't sure that Uhura had remembered to bring her regulatory neck-wear. Which is dangling rather uselessly in his other hand. He offers it to her.]

[lt_linguist]

[Oh, Spock. He knows how to win her over, that's for sure. She smiles, and lets her fingers brush his as she takes the scarf.]

Have you ever had pizza?