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| ( these voices in the mirror start quietly ) [Public Video] [She is inexpressive by most Human standards, calm and collected. Any Vulcan would see the struggle in her: T'Pol's emotions have always been close to the surface. Still, she is solemn as she tucks her hair back behind one delicately pointed ear, and doesn't waste words.] Have I been brought here as a slave? ( dear Admiral ) (ooc: T'Pol is about 5, and tags will be coming from |