Spock was not in the mood to be lectured, and he really wanted to be left alone. "Damn my logic!" He said, eyes darkening. "He insulted me, and he insulted my mother!" Spock growled, rage rising once again inside him. "Jail perhaps is worth it, to see that...filth...dead on the floor." He muttered before looking away from his father. "I am not you!" Spock raged, whirling on his father. "Or have you forgotten? I am half human Father! A half-bood." He hissed, stomping off down the hall in a temper once again.
George sighed, before looking to Jim when they were proclaimed to be related to one another. "Jim, I need you to take a deep breath and calm down." He said gently, holding his hands up reassuringly. "I already told you the story...I didn't die Jim. I'm right here in front of you."
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In writing, you must kill all your darlings.
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