Neo
Red Pixie Boot Wearer
- Joined
- Mar 12, 2001
- Messages
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Vulcan female. Austere but sensual. She's the Science Officer assigned to 'oversee' our progress. In exchange for star charts and tactical information, the Vulcans insisted we include one of their officers on the Enterprise. Starfleet Command reluctantly agreed. Not everyone is happy with this addition to the crew: Why do we need a Vulcan watching over us like we're children?
T'Pol isn't thrilled with the assignment, either. She was hoping for a Vulcan commission. The last thing she expected was to be living among a primitive, irrational species. But she's resigned to this 'hardship post' because she has no other choice. She's not comfortable around the crew… or the emotions they display.
Secretly, however, she will begin to envy humans. Now that she lives among them, she can't help but develop a fascination with their food, and catalogue their behaviour. She even studies their mating customs.
T'Pol has a grudging respect for Captain Archer, who has proven to her that humanity has the potential to exceed its limitations. She simply doesn't understand Charlie, however; she finds that he embodies all of the baser instincts of humanity. T'Pol gravitates toward Doctor Phlox. As a fellow 'outsider', he's the only one she can confide in about her experiences among humans. The two of them will often debate humanity and its foibles. At one point, he'll give her a 'nasal numbing agent'. She can't stand the smell of humans when they're anxious.
She's older than everyone on board. But she won't reveal how old. Hoshi is always asking her about her age. T'Pol: "In human years, or Vulcan years?"
T'Pol isn't thrilled with the assignment, either. She was hoping for a Vulcan commission. The last thing she expected was to be living among a primitive, irrational species. But she's resigned to this 'hardship post' because she has no other choice. She's not comfortable around the crew… or the emotions they display.
Secretly, however, she will begin to envy humans. Now that she lives among them, she can't help but develop a fascination with their food, and catalogue their behaviour. She even studies their mating customs.
T'Pol has a grudging respect for Captain Archer, who has proven to her that humanity has the potential to exceed its limitations. She simply doesn't understand Charlie, however; she finds that he embodies all of the baser instincts of humanity. T'Pol gravitates toward Doctor Phlox. As a fellow 'outsider', he's the only one she can confide in about her experiences among humans. The two of them will often debate humanity and its foibles. At one point, he'll give her a 'nasal numbing agent'. She can't stand the smell of humans when they're anxious.
She's older than everyone on board. But she won't reveal how old. Hoshi is always asking her about her age. T'Pol: "In human years, or Vulcan years?"