tampered | Everyone raise your glasses!

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.

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[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.]

[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.]

[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.

[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.]

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.

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?

[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.

[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?

It was instructive.

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

He entered politics.

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.

An Ambassador, as my father was.

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

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.

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

You and your father? [Angela pauses for a second.] Or you and... you

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Logically, can there be diversity if I follow the same path he does?

[Angela is witness to one of Spock's rare moments of uncertainty.]

[She'd be touched and honored if she knew.]

Of course. Just because you end up at the same place doesn't mean you have to take the same the same road there. Detours exist for a reason.

There are very few paths that lead to the same place.

[Thoughtfully:] It would be a disservice to take exactly the same one.

Exactly. Besides, this way, you don't miss out on things you could have seen along the way. Double the sightseeing.

Can you miss out on something you were never aware of?

That's called regret, sweetie.

[There's something sad about the way she answers him, but Angela says no more.]

[It's illogical to be concerned with such things, but the sadness in her voice stops him. Tact. He's aware of it.]

It would be a rather... unique experience to be accidentally referred to as "Ambassador".

There's a first time for everything. Just tell them 'not yet' and keep it moving.

[Speaking of first times...]

Do you dance? Where you're from, I mean.

I do not.

[HE DOESN'T LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING.]

So no chance you're not going to dance with me tonight?

[HE WILL LIKE IT, GODDAMMIT.]

No. I must ascertain the status of the rest of the crew.

[SLOWLY. INCHING. AWAY.]

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