RP: First Arrival Who: Spock, Open When: July 24, year unknown Where: Risa
TThe Captain had insisted that they go on leave. He was talking about the need of the crew after so many losses, both to death and Starfleet's legal system, but Spock could tell that this was more than that. The Captain was looking for something. What that could be and why on Risa, Spock didn't know. Yet. With his emotions close to the surface, he had no patience for the long game.
Spock left his room and walked toward Pike's room. He passed the arrival room. He frowned when he saw a woman who looked like T'Pal. There was no reason why she should be here, unless she had something to do with getting Number One back. He stepped inside and a simple look confirmed that it was her. He raised his hand, fingers spread in a V. "Live long and prosper." Before she could answer, there was an explosion in the room and screams, a flash and then the room was dark. Another look told him that a lot more was wrong and a simple mechanical malfunction.
The room wasn't just dark. Dust covered the furniture that was ruined by time. He walked to the window and it looked like it was still Risa, but it wasn't the Risa he knew. For a moment he wondered if this was the Red Angel's doing. Spock was used to living time in a non linear way, but this felt different. He didn't feel like a spectator. He decided to see if there was anyone else. He was unsuccessful, but returned to the transportation room when he heard noises from the room.