Posted by Civilian Michael ‘Big Mike’ McKenzie (Scottish Lord) in Intergalactic Drama Llama

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Intergalactic Drama Llama

Posted by Civilian Michael ‘Big Mike’ McKenzie (Scottish Lord) in Intergalactic Drama Llama
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The alarm started buzzing softly and Revna threw a pillow at it, but of course that didn’t work. “Computer turn off the alarm.” But it kept going, “Computer what is that?”
“Incoming Priority message from Ragna Edman.” Revna sat up quickly, drew her robe on and hurried out to the desk to accept the message. On screen was a younger woman, obviously an Edman, but unlike Revna’s copper blonde hair, this woman had beautiful, longer than believable, white blonde hair. And it was obvious, to Revna, she’d been crying, a lot. “Ragna, baby, what’s wrong?”
Revna ‘Reality Strikes Again’ McKenzie

Mike sat up quickly and he looked at Revna. “Honey… everything ok?” There was concern in his voice and his eyes narrowed as he looked at his wife.

Mike ‘The Real World Has Crap Timing’ McKenzie

Revna glanced back at Mike, concern in her eyes, but she didn’t want to interrupt her sister, so she muted it, her gaze returning to Ragna as Ragna explained that she tried to deliver papers to Lady McKenzie and was unable. “My younger sister, she had papers to deliver to your clan. No way around it. My Da insisted they be delivered.” But it was more than that bothering Ragna. “Ragna, if they wouldn’t take the papers it’s fine. Just tell Da. It’s not like Mike or I really are concerned over it. It doesn’t change anything.” Revna watched as Ragna nodded but wouldn’t look at her. “So who did you talk to you? Anyone at all?”

Ragna nodded, “The Clan Marshal, he thought I was trying to serve legal papers, hung up on me.” Revna waited, eventually the silence got to Ragna, “I…I…” her voice was barely a whisper as the whole story came out. “I love him, Revna, and he gave it back, my sword....I can’t breath anymore.”

It was like a knife to Revna’s heart, she knew that hurt, she also knew she’d done it to herself. And Ragna, well fire often burned itself. “Baby, look at me, I want you to go talk to mom, okay. Don’t sit by yourself.” After a few more minutes the comm went black and then Revna was on the comm with her father, and it was all explained to her, but it didn’t make it easier, watching Ragna so upset.

After she hung up, “Mike, how many Seamus’s are in your clan?”
Revna ‘He better Deserve Her’ McKenzie

Mike lay on the bed, hands under his head, staring at the ceiling with a huge grin on his face. At the question, he said “Oh, a few… but only one Seamus is the Clan Marshall. I guess he has a thing for Edman girls… he’s the one that commented on your… assets.” and he looked at her. “So… wanna tell me what happened?”

Mike ‘Oh Here We Go’ McKenzie

Revna walked out of the room and rummaging and glass clinking could be heard. She needed a drink, a very very strong one. She came back with two glasses, handed him one, and then climbed onto the bed and sat facing him. “Well apparently it’s not a thing for Edman girls, it’s just one. And apparently you do too,” she poked him in the chest playfully. She took a long swallow from the glass. “So Ragna is our clan Herald. My Da sent her to your grandmother with official papers about myself. She was told only to speak to your grandmother, but she wasn’t available. Anyway, a lot of back and forth, Ragna ends up stuck at Seamus’ house in the middle of a storm, a bad one.” Another drink and she put the drink on the side table. “She tried to leave before the storm hit, but that didn’t go too well for her. Anyway, she ends up back in his house, wearing his colors. They shared a meal, his hearth, and then his bed. Oh and at some point she gave him her sword.”

“When you say ‘shared his bed’, you mean…?” and made a circle with his thumb and forefinger on one hand and poked his finger from his other hand through it repeatedly.

Revna shrugged, “I have no idea, she didn’t say. But either way she was IN his bed. I mean if it wasn’t that she wouldn’t be so upset right? Actually it’s Ragna so probably.”

She turned around, moving closer to him and pulled the bottom tie out of her braids. She looked over her shoulder at him, a soft smile on her face, and pointed at the mussed and disheveled braids, and beads (that unknown to him spelled his name), “Would you?”

“Always my pleasure to play with any part of your body.” and he kissed her neck and started to undo the braids, laying the beads aside carefully.

“Ragna suffers from migraines, horrible ones, and apparently Seamus took very good care of her. And apparently when he kissed her the migraine went away....She said her sword was with her things, dried clothes and such. She said she assumed it was just he didn’t know our traditions. But in the morning there was some kind of argument, and it’s Ragna so not surprising. She ran out in the storm and when he caught up with her he started talking to her in Norwegian and she said she knew then he did understand and he’d rejected her, so she went home. There is more there, but she didn’t tell me the rest. She’s miserable, said she loves him, and he doesn’t want her, that she can’t breathe anymore, Mike.” There was a hint of laughter in her voice though.
Revna ‘What Do You Think Of That?’ McKenzie

“Well of course he understands Norwegian. His mom was Norwegian. Name was…” and he paused as he thought back. “Oh hell… what was it. Aunt Hildy, I called her. Um… Hildegard something or other?…Lockbrook? Mothbook? No.. Oh wait! Hildred. Hildred Alfhild Lothbrok- McKenzie. Thats it.” and he went back to the braids. “So if all of this is so upsetting to her and the world is going to end at any moment… why are you giggling inside? What else do you know? Because if that was all of it, I’d be holding you back from making a Seamus-skin coat for the holidays.”

Mike ‘Seamus, You Have No Clue’ McKenzie

Revna chocked on her drink and started coughing. “Hildred Lothbrok....Hildred Alfhild Lothbrok....” She coughed again and downed half of what was left in her glass. “She’s ROYALTY, Mike.” She muttered a small prayer, and then laughed, “I don’t think we’re the only ones the gods are messing with.” His fingers and the braids kept getting caught in the collar of her robe, so she let it slip off her shoulders, and sighed, she really liked the feel of his fingers in her hair. It was gentle and soothing and made her feel cared for, cherished. She really giggled then though. “Well, so what Ragna doesn’t know, Seamus called my Dad. Give me a second to make sure I have this right,” She thought over the conversation with her Da…”Okay so something like this, it’s second hand, calls my dad by name and title, tells him who is and all, ‘I love your daughter Ragna. I intend to come get her… now. She gave me her sword. We shared a meal. She warmed herself by my hearth and we shared a bed. She wore the McKenzie tartan and held my blade’s naked steel. None was done against her will… nor mine. I’m coming to your island to fulfill my obligation to her. I will be in the woods on your north shore in two days if the winds are fair. If you wish to talk, come talk. If you wish to fight, bring more men than you have. I will wait three days. On the fourth, I will come and pledge myself to your daughter. If this does not please you, kill me. If it does… bring some of your mead. I’m gonna need it.’ My father is giddy. He’s very impressed with Seamus. One because he’s doing something about it, and two that Seamus actually called him, and three it was very formal, very traditional and that means a lot to him, and will to Ragna, once she realizes what’s going.” Then she laughed harder. “Mike he’s in the woods outside the village right NOW. She has no clue. She’s heart broken, and I ache for her, but this will be beautiful. Da promised to have mom call so we can watch.” She glanced back at him serious, “I hope he’s up for it. Ragna…his life will never be easy. But if he doesn’t follow through, I will have a new coat.” Then she grinned at him, “We’ll eat popcorn while we watch.”

Ravna, ‘You Can’t Make This Stuff Up’ McKenzie

Mike laughed and shook his head. “I think maybe your sister may have bitten off more than she thinks. Did I tell you? Seamus got arrested once. Spent three months in jail. He threatened to kill Parliament… like ALL of Parliament. At the same time. In person. On the floor of the chambers with a sword and everything. Something about them cutting down some trees or something. Walks in, tell ‘em if they do it he’ll kill the lot of ‘em. Gets arrested, put in jail. And with him in jail, still scared those pr%#ks enough not a single one of them voted to do it.” and he laughed out loud. “Oh man… f^%$ing epic. I even sent him a cake shaped like a file while he was in.” and he laughed some more.

Mike ‘They’re Going To Rule The World Or Burn It To The Ground’ McKenzie

“Really? Good for him. Might want to warn Seamus, Ragna…she knows how to use that blade of hers. 2391 she won her first world championship, after demanding to fight the male champion because there were no female competitors and being injured, took her left arm out, couldn’t use it. He better hide anything sharp or pointy. Don’t tell Ragna she’ll love it, she’ll try to drag him off herself before Seamus gets the chance to go get her. Really you McKenzie boys are just rebels and bad boys all the way around aren’t you? Threaten to kill parliament, try to break him out of jail…tsk…tsk…tsk” Revna turned all the way around to look at him, moving the robe out of the way to keep from it getting twisted, and gave Mike a once over. “Should I be worried I’m here…all....alone…with one half of such a dynamic bad boy duo?” Her eyes dancing mischievously and she winked at him before turning back around so he could finish with her hair. The braids were intricate and took a while to put up, and to take out.

Revna ‘They Will Be Our Problem One Day’ McKenzie

“Oh, you should be worried all right.” Mike said softly as he worked to undo another braid. “And you should also be thankful I’m a professional guitar player or these would never come out.” and he chuckled. “But I do like doing this…” and he bent his head low and kissed and then softly bit her where her shoulder and neck met.

Mike ‘Yeah… This Is Trouble.’ McKenzie

“Oh whatever shall I do? I should warn you, my husband is a great big, strong, Scott, an efficient brawler, and he doesn’t share.” There was easy laughter in her voice. “I really like it too.” It was such an intimate thing, and Revna loved it Revna closed her eyes as he kissed her skin and then hissed in a breath with a soft moan. “Mike we really need to actually move in if we are having guests, that means getting out of bed.” She sounded extremely disappointed.

Revna ‘I have a thing for bad boys, who knew?’ McKenzie

“Does that mean getting out of bed right now? Because I still have braids to deal with, and you owe me for the hair styling.” he said softly and undid the last of the braids and then wrapped his arms around her and bit some more, following each nibble with a soft kiss as his hands began to roam of their own accord.

Mike ‘I’m Not Bad But I Can Pretend’ McKenzie

“Hmmm…no, but while you work I better send him the invitation or I’ll forget…again.” She grabbed a PaDD and, while Mike finished undoing the braids, very quickly sent a short but formal invitation to S’Tek to dinner on a night of his choosing, in thanks for the change in accomodations. She sent it and placed the PaDD off to the side. She looked over her shoulder at him, a mock half confused half accusatory expression on her face. “Owe you for styling? You didn’t put them back in. Besides you’re the one who messed them up to begin with.” As he wrapped his arms around her she leaned back, head on his shoulder, eyes closed, savoring the quiet and intimacy between them. Until he felt her stomach tighten, and then again as his hands roamed. She bit her lip and then laughed a short quick sound, and then she grabbed his wrists, “No, oh my gods no....” She was laughing and squirming away. “Mike…laughter....Not fair…more laughter…I’m ticklish.”
Revna ‘Oh No’ McKenzie