Title: Vulcan Philosophy
Fandom: Star Trek: TOS and Viridian Legacy
Characters: Sin, Spock
Rating: G (L0 N0 S0 V0 D0)
Warnings: None, unless you speak Vulcan…
Notes: 
ekaterin24 had a birthday, a couple days ago, and I've just now finished her present. There are two versions of the scene, a closeup of the discussion and a broader view of the Vulcan holy place I made out of spare parts.
"Eik-veshtaya to'ovau kau – lu veshtaya ri glazhau goh na'kastorilaya t'kashan," Spock corrected.
"Klopaya t'du ri'tihet," Sin insisted, in his horrible accent, shaking his head. "Ri'nam-tor kashan na'utavu kashan. Saven-tor kashan wehk vel – rik'gol'nev."
"Ac'ruthing – pen-tor kusut ashivaya," Spock conceded, at last, "hi – shi'karik sanosh tanilau ri'rufai – heh aisha dash vakaving."
Sin threw his head back, laughing. "Kitau ashivaya t'sanosh aishaik nel-dath weh-peshing vi'kashkau. Rik'sanosh – nam-tor vi'oren-tor weh-rihagik. Heh fai-tor dah-etek rik'oren-tor – vesh'buk etek ki'ashiv-tor lafosh t'eifa fa'vesh'sarla."
"You speak the language quite poorly," Spock pointed out, in Standard. "However, I will investigate your claims, before I pass judgement. I am an astrophysicist, not an educational psychologist." The corner of his mouth twitched, as he appropriated the doctor's favourite turn of phrase.
"I think you're buying the first round, when we get off this mountain." Sin stopped just short of smug. "And it's my fourth language. I'm allowed to speak it poorly."
