Mystery Man
by Starsinger
Those of you who know about this character, and several of you have inserted some of his species into these stories, shouldn't be surprised that he can effortlessly be here. The second part is an outtake that sprang into my brain. Don't own any of them.
Kirk, Spock and McCoy walked slowly down a corridor, talking. Their voices loud enough to be heard without trying. "I don't care, Mr. Spock, this mission doesn't require that we all go nude!"
"In a traditional Betazoid wedding, everyone goes nude, Doctor," Spock said in his typical fashion. They are not easily offended Doctor, and realize many species would not choose to do this. They would be alright if you chose to wear your uniform."
"I for one am looking forward to this," Jim announced, unsurprisingly. "They're an open and honest society, not surprising as they're all telepaths."
As they continued their conversation, a lieutenant approached them. Dark hair and brown eyes made him fairly unremarkable, even in his gold uniform top. The only thing that really stood out was that he was unusually tall. Standing even taller than Spock. He let out a little laugh as the conversation continued.
"How is that different from Vulcans?" McCoy asked.
"Vulcans are touch telepaths. We actually have to be in contact with you to read anything," Spock responded.
"And Betazoids don't," McCoy replied. "Hey, did you recognize that lieutenant that just passed."
All three men turned and looked behind them, the lieutenant turned a corner and continued on his way. Jim shrugged. "With all the personnel changes, who can keep track? Now, back to that wedding, Spockā¦"
The lieutenant continued on his way before ducking into an alcove. With a sly smile on his face, he snapped his fingers and disappeared in a flash of light.
