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Very Specific Limitations: #WordHighJuly Day Two

Welcome to Word-High July, a chance to explore some lovely Filipino words – one each day. Clicking the first link will tell you more about the challenge, and the second includes the word list, so you can play along.

If you’ve poked around this blog, it might not surprise you that this challenge led me once again to my favorite fandom.

Many of these words deal with specific emotional states in concrete terms…perfect for a Vulcan woman desperately trying to understand what she feels for a human man named Trip…so I’m writing Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction. Let’s see if T’Pol and Trip can use these lovely words to find common emotional ground, in 31 sequential flash fiction installments of The IDIC Romance. My introductory post, Hoshi’s Gift, gives more information on the challenge, and these characters.

By the way, standard disclaimers apply. I don’t own the characters, but they certainly like putting stories in my head. I write fan fiction for passion and joy, not money, to share what I love about this inter-species couple. My fan fiction has always been, and ever shall be, totally free – my gift to you!

Disclaimer: These words and these photos are from a lovely article by BuzzFeed titled 36 Of The Most Beautiful Words In The Philippine LanguageAll credits goes to them.

That takes care of the essentials, so on with story #2. Trip’s feeling playful, and testing T’Pol’s capacity for self-control…

If you like this story, stop in at my page, where you can find many more TnT stories.

Very Specific Limitations

“Oh, pepperpot. Now you are going to love this one!”

Based upon his effusiveness, and the note in his scent and expression that T’Pol most connected to the English word “mischievous,” her ashayam found this word humorous as applied to her, and was now anticipating the play to follow.

He tried to “wait her out” by climbing up to the second level of Engineering. T’Pol followed. Being away from him was unaccountably difficult after his time on Columbia. She was vulnerable in her need for him. It was unsettling.

Vulcans only played purposefully, but she had learned a different manner of play. With soap bubbles, with words, and in other ways that pleased her – and Trip. Remaining silent when she wished to learn an answer delighted him. She didn’t understand why, but she was a scientist. Understanding wasn’t necessary to utilize it to her advantage.

“I know you’re watching me, you know.” He half-turned from the console. T’Pol chose not to deny it, or to speak. He sighed, and offered her the PADD. “I ought to know by now that you can out-stubborn just about anybody.”  As she took the device, his fingers brushed lightly over the backs of hers in a fashion that wouldn’t attract attention from the two other crewmembers on this level.

“Thank you,” she said, as their telepathic current renewed and deepened. It required a great deal of touch to nurture a pairbond. Current circumstances kept her wanting more than was feasible until the crew was back at full operational capacity. She focused on the PADD’s display as distraction, reading aloud.

“’Timpi: to control one’s self.’”

“That’s you, pepperpot. Self-controlled from those gorgeous pointy ears right down to those pretty boots.”

T’Pol handed the PADD back to her ashayam without comment. Did he truly still believe that, when she’d been compelled to kiss him in the corridor, where anyone might see? If he did, how was she to explain that, for her, timpi had very specific limitations?

“Hey, you didn’t give me a five minute lecture on the virtues of timpi. And you’re tense. What’s wrong?”

“There is something we must discuss, Trip.” Had she intended to speak, or was she prompted by uncontrolled instinct?

He turned to face her, and rested one hip against the console. “Okay, shoot.”

If he were a Vulcan, there’d be no need to discuss the realities of her limitations where timpi was concerned, or the ways it would affect him, as her bondmate.

“Not here, or while we’re on duty.” She swallowed. “It’s a deeply intimate subject.” She couldn’t withhold this truth from him. His willing participation, and his ability to meet her when she was utterly without control, would eventually become vital to her survival, and possibly his own.

He accepted the light ouz’hesta she offered him, squeezing her fingers. “Phlox said we’ll get a few days’ rest leave once the Cap’n’s fit for duty again. Can it wait until then, or should we find ourselves suddenly in need of food?” He narrowed his eyes to study her, his fingers steady against her own, which trembled with the need for more touch. “Or neuropressure?”

“I didn’t mean to concern you, Trip. It isn’t yet urgent.”

“You’re sure? After I was idiotic enough to walk away-”

“If it were a matter of immediacy, I’d seek direct resolution. At the moment, I’m capable of timpi – within reason, ashayam, and only so long as I can be near you frequently.”

“Well, I’ve got to tell you, pepperpot – I’m just fine with you needin’ to be close to me. Only thing I’d like more is if we could get really close for a while and forget all about timpi.” His grin was the one that made his eyes glitter.

T’Pol breathed in the scent of human desire, and held tightly to her self-control. She must resist the urge to carry her mate off to do exactly as he suggested, for perhaps far longer than he imagined possible.

Note: This video shows some skin. Tastefully  and artfully, but, if that’s not your thing, you might prefer to skip it.


I am myself. I own my life, and live with three other people who own theirs. My intention is to do only those things that bring me joy, and to give myself wholly to those things I do. Writing has been my passion throughout my life, and this will become the home for my writing life...because it brings me great joy!

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