Chapter 7
Spock was walking through the Enterprise towards the bridge, when something clouted him on the side of the head. Not hard enough to knock him unconscious, but to hard to be undeliberate.
"Why don't you go back to the hole you crawled out of?" ensign Michaels demanded. "We don't want you here you murderer! You don't have any place with humans!"
Spock turned slowly, ears pricked for the sound of any other hurtling objects, and faced Michaels. "Ensign Michaels, assaulting a superior officer is a type 3 offence."
"You aren't superior to anyone! How can you just stand there you killed him! You murdered him! You don't have any place here!"
"Ensign Michaels, kindly report to officer Giotto, and inform him of everything that has happened."
"No I won't report, you green blooded freak…"
"Don, come on you better go." ensign Camrey had come over, and was taking Michaels's arm calmingly.
"But I…"
"The captain wouldn't stand to see us brawling like this."
Michaels trembled with anger, eyes burning. "Fine. But you watch your back freak. I'm coming for you."
Camrey looked over at Spock and shook his head heatedly, as if to tell Spock that Michaels wouldn't really do anything to serious. He lead Michaels away, and Spock continued forward. What else could he do?
