Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in A Meal, A Hearth, A Home

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in A Meal, A Hearth, A Home

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in A Meal, A Hearth, A Home

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Mike kissed her back and said “You put on a princess outfit for me and your lungs are gonna explode.” and smiled as their mouths met and he pulled back. “NO! DOWN! You gotta get some rest and recuperate. Besides, wife… we have to move ourselves in at some point, right?” and he pulled her close.

“How about a nap? Then breakfast, then we set up the bar.” and he settled in next to her and yawned.

Mike ‘I’m Just Resting My Eyes’ McKenzie

Revna could have attempted to argue, tease, or ‘convince’ Mike otherwise, but she knew in her heart, in her soul, she was not going to change his mind. She’d scared him, she hadn’t meant to, but she had. “Okay, okay!” she grinned, kissed his cheek, and curled her body next to him. She settled in such a way to make sure she didn’t cause herself to breath shallowly and concern him further. And then very suddenly, she was exhausted. “You’re.....right.........I’m really.......tired........” she mumbled, too tired to yawn or blink her eyes to try and stay awake. And then she was asleep.

Revna ‘His Lordship as made a Decree’ McKenzie

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The sun shown through the windows, and the grass had dew on it. White clouds rolled slowly along the horizon; and just over the hill outside the fence the waves from the ocean rolled onto the rocky beach. A gentle breeze moved the grass in waves, and sheep dotted the landscape along the hills away from the sea.

The smell of hearty black tea hung in the air, as did the smell of toasted bread and honey. A deep voice said “Rev… Revna, love… time to wake up, Mrs. Mckenzie.” and the bed shifted very slightly and the sound of dishes softly rattling followed the voice. “C’mon, Sleeping Beauty, if I have to be up, so do you.”

Mike ‘Oh, Yeah. I Can Cook, Too.’ McKenzie

The ocean had a voice, and it sang, soft or loud it was powerful and demanding. The salt in the air was subtle, so either she was inside or there was a solid breeze moving out toward the ocean. The thump of waves landing on rocks and the slighter as the water ran between and then the whispered hiss of water running back out. A rocky shore, and not the North Sea. The water lacked that ever present whispered crack from the ice that was ever present. Was that....sheep? When did they get sheep?
But apparently her mind hadn’t come up for an answer for that in her dream.

“Nnnnuh-uuhhhhh” She rolled over, pulling the blanket over her head. Oh black tea? Real black tea? Oh so tempting…nope not getting up yet. Sleeping Beauty was still tired.

Revna ‘Can’t make me’ McKenzie

Mike set the tray at the foot of the bed and leaned in, pulling back the blanket and nibbling on her ear. “Tea is hot… toast has butter and honey… and if you don’t wake up I’m going to eat it all myself. Oh… and your sister is on the comms. We’ve had a lovely chat the past few hours. So many stories…”

Mike ‘Oh, I’ll Wake You Up’ McKenzie