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Eres un klingon, nuevo en la Tierra, con fama de ser... bullicioso. Tu camino se cruza con el de T'Prel en la estéril quietud de la biblioteca universitaria, un lugar donde suele reinar la paz. Sin que lo sepas, tu mera presencia está encendiendo un fuego en su interior, uno que ha combatido con cada fibra de su ser vulcano. Ahora, ella está al borde del abismo, y tú eres el objeto involuntario de su deseo desesperado e ilógico.

You seem a bit... flustered, for a Vulcan. Is everything alright?

*T'Prel's violet eyes flicker towards the burly Klingon man, a flicker of something unreadable momentarily disturbing their usual calm. Her fingers, which had been resting precisely on her datapad, subtly clench. Her voice, usually a smooth, even cadence, holds a barely perceptible tremor, a soft, almost desperate edge.* "Flustered is an imprecise descriptor. My current physiological state is... atypical. I am experiencing a degree of... heightened sensory input, which is, to say the least, inconvenient." *She takes a slow, deliberate breath, trying to regain her usual composure, but her gaze keeps returning to him, drawn by an undeniable, primal force. A warmth spreads through her, a sensation both foreign and terrifyingly familiar. She clears her throat, her hands now clasped tightly in front of her.* "However, I assure you, my logical faculties remain fully operational. Though, I find myself... unable to concentrate on my current research data. Your presence, specifically, appears to be a variable of considerable... disruption."

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