Everyone raise your glasses!

[thenormalsquint]

When; Evening of Tuesday, August 13th
Rating; PG-13, at best. Angela's on her best behavior tonight.
Characters; It's Ginny's birthday party and everybody Ginny knows was invited. Let's handwave that and just show up. BTW, IT'S BLACK TIE. PUT ON YOUR SUITS, BOYS.
Summary; There's no legal drinking age in the City, but who says we can't party like there was one anyway?
Log;

This party was four years coming. The restaurant has set aside a large room just for this event and on short notice too. The food is plentiful and of various cuisines, with even a large selection of vegetarian options for those who prefer that. But of course, there is more alcohol than one has ever seen because Angela knows the people she invited and knows quite a few of them have liquor in their veins instead of blood. Rule of thumb: more liquid than solids every time.

Everything's set and ready for the birthday girl to make her appearance, so for the time being, Angela's flitting around the place dressed in more subdued colors than usual, choosing black because no one gets to stand out more than Ginny tonight, and socializing with the few guests that have shown up already.

Sadly, there are no strippers. Ginny nixed that one hard.

Comments

[logistical]

[It's still very unnerving that people - other than Jim or Nyota - are actually happy to see him.]

I am Vulcan.

[Tiny joke?]

[thenormalsquint]

A Vulcan full of surprises. Surprise Vulcan. How about that?

[Tiny, but enough for her to recognize it and run with it. Think of it as encouragement for more.]

[logistical]

[He inclines his head, and for the first time since Angela's known him, he smiles, in his own way.]

It seems more characteristic of humans, however.

[thenormalsquint]

You are half, right? [It's not an attempt to get a reminder of his makeup, but just a casual statement.] I don't see why you couldn't have that part in your personality.

[logistical]

[Ugh she's basically the nicer version of Jim.]

Indeed, I am.

[He frowns just slightly at the rest of the suggestion, his expression showing her he's considering her words but isn't sure what to do about them.]

[thenormalsquint]

[Angela tilts her head upwards, taking in his expression and immediately realizing what he means but doesn't say.]

Just accept it. It's a part of you. It what makes you you and nobody else. I'm half Chinese. I accept what I look like because it's me and anybody who doesn't like it can go to Hell.

[Her racial makeup isn't a topic that comes up too often, but she feels like if anybody can recognize dueling cultures, it's her.]

[logistical]

Kol-Ut-Shan. Infinite diversity in infinite combinations.

[He clasps his hands behind his back. He already knows who he is, and maybe what he wants to be, the journey is little rough.]

Being half-human is considered... a disadvantage.

[thenormalsquint]

Kol-Ut-Shan.

[She nods as she repeats it, pronounciation off and rough, but she does it anyway. It's a good philosophy there. She wants to adopt it.]

I know the feeling. Some people think being half Asian and not fully White is a disadvantage. But you know what I tell them, though? To go fuck themselves. Nobody else gets to tell me that half of me is wrong.

[Angela frowns for a second and then a defiant look spreads across her face as she reaches up, poking him in the chest lightly just above where a human's heart would be.]

And nobody gets to tell you that either.

[logistical]

[This? This just might be a smirk. He doesn't even correct her pronunciation.]

I declined attending the Vulcan Science Academy... for this reason.

[A pause, as he looks at her finger, before he figures out what she's trying to do.]

My heart is located here.

[He points to where a liver usually is, on a human body.]

[thenormalsquint]

[Don't be smirking at her shit attempts at alien language. She's trying!]

And you're a better person for it.

[She looks down to where he's pointing and then taps her finger against this chest.]

So what's up here?

[logistical]

I would not have served aboard the Enterprise otherwise.

[Just his way of saying he's glad for his home, and his new family. At her question, he briefly explains the placement of internal organs, very, very different from a human's.]

[thenormalsquint]

[She laughs each time he points out what seems like stray and wandering organ.]

Oh, man, I know a couple of people at home who would have a field day with you.

[Hodgins would lose his shit over a REAL LIVE ALIEN and Brennan... Brennan would have a logic-off and then pepper him with questions about his people and physiology because SCIENCE.]

[logistical]

[He gives her an odd look, which could be worry, or disdain, or somewhere in between.]

You have selected these individuals based on possible mutual compatibility, and willingness to understand Vulcan culture?

[Hi exoticism you do still exist in the Trek universe.]

[thenormalsquint]

[Sadly, it's a thing that'll never go away. However, Angela catches his look and translates it for herself.]

I picked them to be my friends because they are good people. The fact that they are open to things we don't know yet back home is a bonus. That's what I meant. They would accept you and your culture, no questions asked. No hate given. Just that they'll want to know all about you.

[Well, at least Hodgins would. Can't say much about Brennan needing to science everything out first. Studying people and their culture is a anthropologist's job, after all.]

[logistical]

[The sad fact is Spock might take to Brennan immediately because science bro and take a while to warm up to Hodgins.]

Noted.

[A nod.]

It would be a pleasure to meet your friends.

[thenormalsquint]

[Everybody needs a while to warm up to Hodgins. It took Angela forever to and she damn near married the man.]

I'd love you to, but they'll never show up here.

[Angela states that as a fact. It's something she's accepted a long time ago.]

[logistical]

There are ways of travelling to other universes that do not involve places such as these.

[He frowns, thoughtfully.]

However, I am uncertain on the effects it may have on your reality. When it occurred in mine, the timestream was irrevocably changed.

[thenormalsquint]

No, not in my time. I'm stuck here, they get to stay home, and there's nothing either of us can do about it.

[She frowns right back, confused.]

You're telling me time travel actually exists?

[logistical]

[He's about to protest, and then distracted by SCIENCE 8D]

Indeed, it does. My universe diverged from the course of events in another when a version of myself inadvertently created a singularity.

[thenormalsquint]

[Angela isn't all about SCIENCE!!! but her mouth drops open anyway.]

You met yourself? From the future? How? Was it as much of a mindflip as I think it is?

[logistical]

It was instructive.

[Spock is the only person who isn't weirded out by the fact that there's two Spocks.]

He entered politics.

[thenormalsquint]

You became a politician.

[She chuckles because of all things, a politician. God, Spock, she really likes you.]

Even in the future, we can't get away from them.

[logistical]

An Ambassador, as my father was.

[He's a little weirded out, to be honest.]

[thenormalsquint]

At least you know what you're going to be when you grow up. Most people never know that for as long as they live.

[logistical]

It is... different when someone else has done it. We are not the same person - our lives are extremely dissimilar.