Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Quarters - Dagen and Reia
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Dagen was always surprised, and then questioned himself on why he was surprised, at the warmth that Reia emanated - always more fully realized when she pulled away. She was a .. highly portable fusion reactor that way, exceedingly well packaged he thought as he watched her move to the replicator. He swiveled in the chair, following her, noting a small squeak in it’s works and making a mental note to look at that later. Which, knowing him, would entail having pieces of it arranged over the floor should a preventive squirt not take care of it.

“Well as far as our families meeting on neutral ground, which sector of the galaxy would you say is safe?” she asked.

• Reia

“Cestus III?” Dagen said automatically. He stood and stretched. Closing the short distance to join Reia and stand behind her he looked over her shoulder as his fingers combed through her long, light hair. Giving it a gentle pull to expose her neck he kissed it. “You have told stories of this great Australian desert. Perhaps the families could do a kind of survival game to bond.”
- Dagen

Reia turned and looked up at her husband. Naturally she recalled many of the Cestus incidents but she liked his idea better.

“Oh you’re hilarious! I don’t know who would win that game or what kind of bonding you think would actually happen out there in the Australian desert. I’ll take that under advisement. Now do you want to retrieve this present? Your darling eccentric aunt is just a little scary to this newest family member.”

• Reia

Dagen pondered suggesting that between Aunt Clara and her that his dear wife was likely dressed more provocatively but he really was okay with that. Grandfather and the rest of the guys in the family would have quite enjoyed that time ou there. Dad would be okay with it. Mother wouldn’t have any technology to wreck. She liked the cabin but preferred to stay put there. Tents and bugs were not her thing. Still behind Reia he playfully gave her pat to her behind as Reia suggested that she was afraid of his eccentric Aunt. “Take away the cats and you’d both get along amazingly well,” he said. Reaching around her to the replicator with his other arm Dagen tapped at the replicator. “And the moment of truth …” he began as the soft sing song tone of the replicator began .. then ended. Two slim bracelets were there, metallic of interwoven strands. One was finer, more delicate and the other broader but seemingly the same. He couldn’t see all of it to see whether there was anything on the face of it but with nano technology it could be virtually anything. “Okay,” he said. “Looks … benign.”
- Dagen

Reia shifted and pressed up against Dagen picking up the bracelets she placed the larger one on Dagen’s right wrist and handed him the more slender one to do the same for her. Somehow she had a feeling they belonged there instead of on the left.

Once upon a time such casual proximity with another was alien to Dagen and in no small way odd when he saw it. Now, after this time with Reia it was utterly unconscious. He didn’t even bat a brain cell, or an eyelash, when Reia leaned back against him and put the bracelet on him even though her hair swam in his vision as he peered over her bare shoulder. “Feels warm,” he commented, both arms now around Reia as he slid the bracelet over her slender wrist. The fibres in the band had some flex to them and seemed to expand and contract and settled securely. He pushed a finger under his at the underside of his wrist and it gave some then slid back into place. His was thicker than Reia’s but Dagen didn’t think it would interfere with anything. It was mostly .. band. The upper part widened slightly and held a different pattern of interlaced threads.

“I don’t know. Seems a little too innocent for my tastes. I’m wondering if there’s a second half stuck somewhere in the replicator but, these are very lovely.” she said examining the one on Dagen’s arm. It seemed to sit quite naturally.

• Reia

“It could be that it’s simply a ‘matchy matchy’ thing in Auntie’s thinking,” Dagen said. In the back of his mind he had that twinge that it was not that simple but one couldn’t look for a devil behind every doorknob. Or, in this case, possessing matching bands. “Oh look,” he said, crossing his arms in front of Reia better securing her against him but also to allow him to turn his wrist up to face them. Small lights flickered seemingly following the wider part of the band threads. It reminded Dagen of neurons firing in a brain. “Let’s see yours. By all .. engineering standards I’d say that it was configuring. But to what I wonder.”
- Dagen

Reia looked down at Dagen’s flashing little lights and turned her wrist over to lay against his and saw the same thing happening on her band.

“Huh. I wonder what this is all about. Biorhythms or some such thing?” Her pattern was different than his but it seemed to be doing about the same thing. The mesh band felt warm against her skin and her body felt warm even against Dagen’s cool uniform.

“Too bad you’re already dressed for work.” she sighed.

• Reia