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“My Name is T’Pol” for WIPpet Wednesday

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date.We’re led by the capable fingers and nimble mind of Emily Wrayburn.


Hello there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…but don’t leave popcorn in the center seat!


There are maybe things I could say about this past week – but I’ve said many of them already. So I guess I’ll just get down to business….

It’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of stories, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. I’m slowly figuring out how to pull them all together into a coherent whole that explores just how and why T’Pol was the one Vulcan chosen to accompany Enterprise NX-01 on her maiden voyage.

I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my intiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!

Recap:

T’Pol is having difficulty adjusting to duty on a human ship – or to the Chief Engineer, who just informed her he’s forgotten her name.

Here’s the standard disclaimer. I don’t own them; I don’t make money from them; I just love them, and I tell the stories they give me as well as I can.

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is September 13, 2017.
  • I have 23 sentences for you today – I added digit of the day (13), to the digits of the year (2+0+1+7=1o).

“My Name is T’Pol”

“My name is T’Pol.”

“Cap’n’s orders are that Sub-Commander T’Pol here is to be extended every courtesy. Now, I know none of us are too busy to drop anything we happen to be doing any time she’s got a question, so it shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

He stepped up to the console beside T’Pol. His nearness, and the rancid edge of his scent, were a most disquieting combination. “May I please be excused, ma’am? I’d like to get that viewing table up and running before we launch, and it might help if I stop by the Engine Room and wave at folks – but, of course, if you need someone to hold your chair for you-”

“I require nothing of you, Commander.” Except, perhaps, that he take his agitating presence elsewhere.

“Common courtesy is to thank someone when they offer you their help, T’Pol. And to accept handshakes. And to call people by the names they want to be called.”

“Human courtesy, Commander Tucker. My people’s customs differ -” she considered how to broach the topic of what he had offered, and what it meant among Vulcans, but that was a discussion which required a level of privacy the current circumstances wouldn’t accommodate.

“Was there supposed to be an end to that sentence – cause I’ve got a lot of work to do, but I wouldn’t want it reported to the High Command that I interrupted their chaperone before she was done preaching at me.”

“Vulcan customs differ significantly, Commander. On my world, your action would be considered – most discourteous.”

“Well, in case you haven’t noticed, this isn’t your world. So, if you’re going to hitch a ride with us, maybe you’d better stow your customs, unless you’re going to tell us about them ahead of time. And I’d be damned willing to bet all of your customs are classified. So maybe you’d better go ahead and look up the database on etiquette, because none of us are observers. We’ve all got too damned much to do to nursemaid you for the next eight days, Sub-Commander T’Pol.”

The cadence of his voice shifted as he spoke, becoming nearly 10% faster, in addition to gaining a staccato pattern that affected his respiratory rate.

Will T’Pol take the time to learn human customs?

Will she ever tell Trip exactly what handshakes imply in her culture?

Will these two ever learn to get along with each other?

Any guesses?

If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page,  or go directly to my brand-new story-in-progress, “Highly Classified Mission.” – new chapters posting about once a week.

And, as always, clicking the little blue froggy above will carry you on to other WIPpet offerings from our talented and diverse group of writerly folks. You can even add your own date-related excerpt if you’re so inclined!

Author:

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!

15 thoughts on ““My Name is T’Pol” for WIPpet Wednesday

    1. He may have more reason than it seems like he does, from this snippet. There’s history…but, yeah, Trip’s not behaving very well, here. Kind of like an old-fashioned boy dipping the girl’s pigtails in his inkwell because he likes her.

      T’Pol is rather off-balance. I suspect she’s going to rally, though, and return the favor with Vulcan style.

  1. Haha I can absolutely tell that he is miffed. I am curious about what handshakes mean to T’Pol – guessing it is much more intimate than it is in the human culture! I have faith that they will eventually get along and fall in love hopelessly with each other 🙂
    Looking forward to next week’s snippet 🙂

    1. You’re on the right track. Vulcan sexuality is hand-centric – and these two have some personal history….

      What Trip offered her only happens between mated couples, on her world, and even then, NEVER in public!

      So Trip was, in a sense, propositioning her, maybe offering her marriage, by her standards! NOT what he intended, at all! =D

      I’m not sure T’Pol would term anything “love.” But…well, we’ll have to see.

  2. I’m new around! I find it fun to read the speech with the some slightly patronising tones I’m imagining for the situation. Not sure if that’s what you intended, but it comes across as really enjoyable!

    1. Well, these two do tend to spark off each other, and both can be patronizing….so you’re probably right on track. If you’re not familiar with the characters, the clip helps, and YouTube has more.

      I tend to play with them a lot!

      And welcome! =D

    1. Which, early on, is almost all the time….with just enough REALLY getting along to spice things up.

      And I think you caught the tone here exactly. They’re rubbing each other the wrong way without even trying to.

  3. Oh, they’ll learn to get along all right. They’ll get along just fine. 😀 As I’m over here chanting, “Kiss, kiss, kiss.” 😀 I think everyone who argues should kiss apparently. ;P

    1. Oh…in time they may kiss (OK, you know the truth, but not everyone might). But somehow, I don’t think this is going to be the end result of THIS argument. Trip’s more likely to wake up sprawled against a bulkhead with a sore neck, if he doesn’t stop antagonizing the lady with the pointed ears and skilled fingers….

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