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Side Sim - His Quarters - Ancestor's Day

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (C Intelligence -Comm Officer) in Side Sim - His Quarters - Ancestor’s Day

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Side Sim - His Quarters - Ancestor’s Day

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (C Intelligence -Comm Officer) in Side Sim - His Quarters - Ancestor’s Day
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“Must be nice,” Dagen said with a chuckle. “I had a subsystem cascade loop in the environmental. If that had been in the primary it would have had it snowing on the bridge. Software updates. Always a horror show.” He helped himself to the beef and chips and cheese and an assortment to heap onto a plate. “Ancient Bolian? As though today isn’t hard enough with multiple alien cultures to navigate?” He shook his head as he chomped a chip. “Bat would be happy to help. More than. You know how he gets when he gets on a roll though. That may drive you more crazy. I have no idea how Angel puts up with it. You know that she is actually softening up to him? Can you imagine it? Bolian and Vulcan? I see liberal use of the nerve pinch happening.” He reached out and squeezed her leg. “Hey, if you are in need of crazy intervention I’m here too.” He took a bit of the beef and thought that even with it replicated it wasn’t bad. He just didn’t like how it ‘followed the nutritional guidelines’ of the user .. seemed cheating and not right to him.
- Dagen

Reia laughed at the thought of the Vulcan neck pinch being used on Bat. Perhaps she should study up on it before asking for his assistance in this matter.

“All of this talk reminds me, there is a local as in country, holiday, celebrated in Australia in the calendar month of January and my grandparents kind of like to do it up right. Bonfire on the beach with real beef and all the like. I guess we’re trying to do a family thing this year and if we’re in the area what say you and I put in an appearance? It’ll be the first time you’ve actually met them in person and if there’s any extended family I think they would love to meet you also love. What do you think?”

  • Reia

Dagen paused only momentarily in his touch of Reia’s leg, then caressed if a caress might be considered thoughtful .. January .. where where they might be on mission then? Could they be totally tens of light years away from that? Her leg was warm to his touch. She was a very warm woman, he noted, but then it could just be his cool hands, or her Orion nature, or both. His mind snapped back to where he was. It was very easy to be so distracted by Reia .. her pheromones were a constant presence (most of the time fine) .. but so too was it easy to be distracted. This was a start of those times which his mind recognized. “I think that would be great,” he said. Truly, family and extended family was a big thing for Trill, and to not have had such a meeting before now was unheard of. “You can parade me about and I can be the idyllic creature to them,” he said with a wink. “Well then there is the spots, but you can say they are yours.” He was curious totally though. “How many will be coming?”
— dagen

Reia pretty much knew where dagon’s mind was and it wasn’t exactly on ancestors day. She smiled and snuggled in a bit closer to him.

“Well, they are mine aren’t they? I mean the spots of course. I don’t know how many will be coming it varies from year to year. Some of my family is getting on a bit in yours so maybe dwindling a bit but I really hope not. I’m really looking forward to you meeting a lot of them. I will arrange with Magnus for the leave so don’t worry about all of that bit love.”

  • Reia

Dagen slipped an arm around Reia’s shoulder. “Well you know, we can always pull some rank. Deeg doesn’t go very far when we’re about Earth. We could ask if he could work the transporter and for those who aren’t thrilled to travel because of age or distance, well, we could remedy that. What’s the point of being a engineering chief if he can’t engage a perk or two.” He hooked his arm that was around Reia to pull her closer where he kissed her softly behind the ear. “Tours of non classified areas are allowed too. Maybe some might like to see where we work.” He chuckled. “Can you imagine Bat or Angel as the tour director?”

His mind twirled about in thinking of how he might dress. Not an alien to social settings, Dagen was cool with being around people. That was fine. To be the focus of attention, at least at first, would be a trick. He suspected that the gathering would be outdoors. Everything Reia had mentioned about the land she grew up with suggested an outdoors theme. That would diffuse any of her .. natural .. traits. Which was okay. Over the short time they’d been married Dagen had found he was more possessive of those pheromones. Long had he battled over whether that was a factor of his own character or a subtle symptom of the pheromone effect. It was a mystery to him, but it was one that he didn’t mind. Again, something he wondered about ..
Dagen

Reia had to laugh at the thought of Bat being a tour guide of any kind. She was wondering how many restaurants he would try to fit into the whole thing.

“I’m sure it will all work out in the end. My family is going to absolutely love you.”

  • Reia

“The new kid in the family,” Dagen said, “They’re always popular until the shine wears off.” He winked at Reia. Plucking up a bit of the finger food he chewed on it thoughtfully. “Does going planetside ever make you feel strange? I’ve been in space longer now than I’ve been on world.” He shook his head and let out a single laugh. “I have no idea where that thought just came from. Unless the subconscious touched on it with your reunion. I wonder if counselors have that kind of visit by old spacers.” He playfully emphasized the last two words.
Dagen

Reia shook her head, his comment didn’t make much sense to her but she felt at home pretty much everywhere she went. As she had listened to him speak and spent a bit of time with her own thoughts, she wiggled around on the couch a bit. Somehow, she wound up with her right foot on his lap and her left leg on the floor.

He saw her pondering that and as she wriggled about he gave her a playful spank. “Hey, I’m not about to go hiding under a picnic table with a sever case of agoraphobia,” he said .. “Well, unless we’ve had enough time there and need to get away for a bit. Sure it would be a dramatic exit but they’d not forget it.” With an automatic motion he took up her foot in his hands, hoping they weren’t that cold for her feet, and started a massage. He knew he sucked at it but at least she knew he tried. No matter how much he tried to fathom the where’s and what’s he was always just going by feel more than any sense of knowledge. He totally missed the bracelet there.

“Speaking of ancestors, because isn’t that what this little event is all about? My Aunt Sandy was the first one who introduced me to these.”

She pointed down to her right ankle adorned with several small chain ankle bracelets. Each one contained tiny stones but they were all different.

“Oh nice,” he said, really only seeing them then. His fingers traced along the chains and leaned in to look at the stones. “Were these polished or natural?” he asked, turning one in the light to better see it. This had flecks of dark and what looked like planes of a cream colored mineral. But it was roughly rounded.

“She used to wear them at the beach all the time and when I was very small I used to chase them because they were shiny things and well, I’m sure you’ve guessed by now, I love shiny things.”

Reia laughed at her last sentence a bit embarrassed.

  • Reia

“So you played a kind of tag?” he asked, just to clarify the image he had in his head and winking at her comment about shiny things. “Was your aunt around much? She sounds very special to you. What connected you two?”
- Dagen

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