Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (C Intelligence -Comm Officer) in Land of (Reia’s) Confusion

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Land of (Reia’s) Confusion

Posted by Ensign Kylie Brecker (Engineer) in Land of (Reia’s) Confusion
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Reia continued cleaning and observing, making mental notes of the people she recognized and the roles of the people that she didn’t. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Dagen entering with the same woman she had met before. It wouldn’t do to blow whatever cover she had by running towards him like a happy wife glad to see her husband so, she kept cleaning and observing. His picture had been in their bedroom. This woman probably knew they were married but, on the job fraternization was an archaic concept and Reia was still uncertain what the Hell was actually going on.

• Reia, CIO/Comms

Reia would notice Dagen making a slight jerking motion in his stride as he evidently had caught sight of her. Then, keeping his pace he was saying something and made a turn back to NE Bailey - both of whom were dressed in grey, if stylish, coveralls not unlike NE Brecker nearby. But when he looked back at Reia she may notice a grin on his face followed by a wolf whistle distinctly directed to her. Dagen held her gaze for a moment longer then said something to the stern prim looking librarian like woman with an expression from Dagen that looked utterly self satisfied.
- Dagen, CE

Reia had not idea what the woman was saying but she could see her looking over Dagen like he was choice cut of meat about to be served up for consumption. Reia would see that she thought the whistle was for her and why wouldn’t she? The wife fit the description of self-absorbed arrogance. Reia would also see the prim woman’s expression and the way she grabbing Thor’s arm moving him to the patio.

They walked onto the patio and the prim-looking woman let go of Dagen’s arm. “I am not completely a monster, unlike your overlords.” Flicking her hand she knocked over a vase letting it shatter to the floor. “You have as long as reasonably expected for her to clean this up.” She did not actively tell Dagen to help but continued forward after berating him for his clumsiness. Moving to the edge of the patio, the woman waited and observed what Dagen would do with his time with Reia.

GM

Whatever the reason, Dagen didn’t miss the open door. Wordlessly he went to a knee and started picking up pieces. He was taking his time - not to prolong the time he had with Reia but taking care to not cut himself on the shards while waiting for her to approach if she would - and was glad when she did.. It wouldn’t do to have a bunch of band aids on his fingers in this gathering later whatever it was so he took care.

Reia glanced up from the arduous task of placing pillows . Without breaking character she picked up a broom and dustpan and made her way to where the vase had shattered. Looking down at the pieces she frowned, looked back up at Dagen, then slipped into an old dialect of Trill only half learned.

“Are you okay?” he asked her quietly when she came within range. That gave him a moment to look her over to see that she was uninjured. “You have got to get one of those outfits,” he said with a wink. “Apparently I’m a grease monkey chauffeur and Bailey is bartender. I can guess your role.” His voice dipped as he piled larger pieces to one side while he worked through her pigeon Trill.

“Fancy meeting you here. What do you know about this place so far?” she asked quietly.

• Reia, CIO/Comms

He replied in kind keeping the words simple. “Woke a few minutes ago and marched out here. Do you recognize this? It looks strangely familiar.”
- Dagen, CE

Reia slowed her cleaning to match Dagen’s pace but was still thorough so as not to break character.

“First I was on the bridge trying to help find you then, I woke up in bed, and then…” she glanced at the stern woman, “And here we are. Have they tried to use me against you? That’s manipulation 101. Yes, this place does seem familiar doesn’t it.”

• Reia

“Eternal torment and all that,” Dagen replied, “when it is evident that they need us for something here. To play some part. I’m okay about being a mechanic and can figure out how to park cars but I’m hoping that Bailey can actually mix a drink and not poison everyone in the process. Whatever it is it is happening soon here tonight. Some party. But why us? Isn’t there a job pool available for qualified folk?” He let his hand brush hers in a cross pass of pieces, taking the little sweeper from her hand to brush it into the bin.
- Dagen

Reia frowned.

“If there is, I’ve never heard of it. I don’t like being a puppet. They’re probably expecting some big guest. That could be our way out. Keep your eyes open.”

Dagen nodded. Were they in the holodeck? Were they on a world? It looked ‘Earthy’ but was it? Green vegetation rather than purple. Not Trill that was for sure. Their handler tipped this over. It looked expensive but must be a fake. She’d not have broken something truly expensive with this much ease just to see he and Reia talking. So this was a fake which meant that everything else here likely was as well. Replicated. Gaudy. And the people so .. stereotypical. Were they real at all? “I’m supposed to park cars. The lady of the house seemed to imply a lot of her lady friends are coming.” If this was a holodeck then nothing was real and the program poorly done.

Reia leaned in close as if she was looking for smaller pieces and began to whisper.

“Be on the look out for something you can use as a weapon if you need it.”

• Reia, CIO/Comms

“It may be better to look for an agent if I’m supposed to be acting a part,” Dagen said. He glanced about. The flowers nearby were fragrant and he could hear a bee buzzing not too far away. “Is this real or a holodeck?”
Dagen

Reia followed Dagen’s gaze and then looked back down at the cleaning.

“If it’s holodeck it’s more advanced than anything I’ve seen lately. Well, if you want an agent, just make sure you’re ready for your close up. Careful, we might be in some trashy holo-novel.”

“I wouldn’t have to work hard to get that scruffy look,” he said with a light tip of his head and then glanced to where the ‘lady’ of the house had gone. “We might be,” he admitted. “As long as the awaited good stuff is the ruggedly handsome mechanic getting it on with the sultry sexy maid.”

Reia was unable to resist leaning in and giving Dagen a quick peck if, for nothing else, than to remind him what was real.

• Reia

The quick peck brought forth an instant grin. “Why my love,” he said, “that is the best thing you’ve said to me all day. We may have to have a whole .. conversation when we’re off duty.”
- Dagen

Reia smiled and looked back down to her cleaning.

“Yeah, I have no idea when that may be actually. My room was rather well appointed. Your picture was there but you weren’t so I doubt we’ll be having that conversation in my quarters.”

“That’s a good sign,” Dagen replied, though Reia could see that his wheels were turning in relation to his wife’s doubts. If things had been established that his holo was there then anything was possible in that regard.

Reia looked up again and gave their surroundings a very critical once over. If Dagen knew his wife, he would see her wheels turning.

• Reia

He smiled. Her look was one that suggested Reia was thinking rather more interesting thoughts than just how to best apply a feather duster. His own thoughts were interrupted with …

“Ugh seriously,” the Prim woman snapped angrily. “Do not mistake me letting you two get together as a kindness. It was just to show you that I can do whatever I need to do to you or her to ensure the mission goes off as planned. Now get up,” she growled.

“Mission?” Dagen said. Was that a slip of the tongue that this was more than just a strange holo-freak show? He shared a glance with Reia before standing up and brushing the dust off his coveralls.

Reaching over, the woman knocked off all the pillows that Reia had fixed with a swing of her arm. “You clean this up. You,” she looked at Dagen, “come with me.”

GM

Reia stood up smartly, met the woman’s gaze, and smiled primly.

“Don’t concern yourself with us Ma’am, everything will be as it should.”

With that, Reia turned and walked back to her pillows.

• Reia, CIO/Comms

Dagen hung back just long enough so that he could see just what that maid costume, er, revealed, as his wife bent over in it to collect the fallen pillow. He refrained from another whistle, however. No knowing who that would attract this time. With that glance done he followed the lady.

Dagen

It was a little while longer before Kylie stepped out onto the patio. She seemed to pay Reia no attention and casually walked past her. She walked towards the edge of it, if there was one and if there was a railing she would have leaned against it staring out into whatever was there. If none of that was there she would stand off a dozen of meters away from Reia. When she spoke she seemed to be talking to herself. “Man this job… it’s something. But I suppose that the show must go on even for the Desperate Housewives of Betazed.” She sighed to herself and looked up towards what would be a sky if there wasn’t one. If there was she was 100% looking up at it. “Lets hope that the communications hold… they had a lot of loose wires… lets hope there are no stray signals that may interfere with the main signal… then again it didn’t look like it was over a secure channel, and that it continues to hold true during the call… looks like my job is done at least… for now. Three short… three long… three short… strange thats all I could get out of it before finding the right connections.” She chuckled softly.
Ensign Kylie Brecker, Engineer

Reia had been listening very carefully. She didn’t know Kylie well but, Dagen had never mentioned that she had a habit of talking to herself.

The patio was quiet and she was able to hear her clearly. Smiling, she ran her fingers though her long hair and gave Kylie a thumbs up as she finished faux fussing.

Stepping back, she took a look at her new pillow arrangement.

“Hmm, even better the second time around.”

• Reia, CIO/Comms

She tapped her foot in sequence 9 times using the space to dictate three short three long three short. “I hope we all find the new Genesis that we deserve....” she hooked her thumbs into the coveralls and turned around to head back inside. “Might as well do some exploring untill something else breaks…” She said and then headded back inside.
Brecker, Engineer