Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Dagen and Reia’s Quarters

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (C Intelligence -Comm Officer) in Dagen and Reia’s Quarters

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Dagen and Reia’s Quarters
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Dagen came in bearing a non standard wooden crate, but thankfully with handles even if they were rope handles. It was also heavy and he grunted with the effort. Thankfully the doors recognized him and opened automatically. Fumbling with a knob or something with that would have been .. humorous. “Reia!” he called out even as he rested the crate on the edge of the couch as he looked for a place to put it. “Care package from home! Both homes apparently. I’m guessing it was your gran’s idea for the .. container.” Settling on the floor next to the couch he sat leaning on the arm of the couch as he looked at it. The short note for it on the top read, “Care Package.” and was signed by both Dagen’s parents, his eccentric aunt, and Reia’s grandparents. He could only imagine what was inside.
- Dagen

Reia had been in the bedroom replicating some things she needed for that evening’s date night. She had been wondering if dear hubby forgot, he was late getting back to their quarters. Now his tardiness was explained yet unexplained.

“What? Both of them? Oh this is not good.”

Reia smoothed out the bed clothes and got up. She walked into the living room and looked at the box dagging had brought in. It was very interesting, and a little scary.

Dagen did a double take as he glanced at Reia’s evening wear and then back again for another longer look. “I see a conspiracy afoot here by the size of this.” He had set it down and was looking at the lock. It wasn’t made to be high security, but it was biometric and did scan his fingers before snapping open.

“All right love, even if you secretly want to take a phaser to this out of fright, please don’t. Let’s open it as it has been intended whatever that may be. Did you know anything about this because I certainly didn’t.”

• Reia

He flipped the lid and was confronted by a series of separate containers. It was like each was a little Christmas gift, or for him, an Ancestor’s Day gift. They weren’t wrapped per se but each individually boxed. But the boxes were not that individualized. There were two colors. One was a light purple that was definitely a Trill color and the other was a sandy color that reminded him of the Australian beaches. Scooting over so that Reia could sit next to him and look in he shrugged with shoulders and hands. “No note. Yet. It could be buried.” He pulled one octagonal box that was near the top and inspected it. “Pressure seal. I’m guessing food. Shifting the small switch to release it he pulled it back. And smiled. And smelled. “Baking. Ground greva nuts in a pastry. Still warm!” He passed it to Reia to take one. “A childhood favorite. One of those ‘secret’ family recipes.” He looked at the lid where a card had been attached. “Uh, not so secret anymore. The recipe.”
- Dagen

Reia had been watching as Dagen went through the box. It was certainly a puzzle within a puzzle and perhaps some riddles were in there also. It seemed the whole family, both families in fact, had gotten together and collaborated on this particular predicament. She couldn’t help but be excited and a little curious. The smell of the box Dagen had opened reminded her that she was hungry. Reaching Forward she took a tasty morsel and she’d thoughtfully.

“Mmm, tasty. You know, I think I can probably learn to make these or at least get the replicator to do fair justice if I take a little bit of time and your patient. This is really interesting and I wonder what prompted them to take the time to put all of this together. Well, guess I better grab a box right?”

Dagen waved the recipe. “Replicator code right here,” he said. He pondered how a recipe that was all written out there could be whittled down to a one line code of letters and numbers. Would it do it justice? What Dagen didn’t much like was that the ‘nutrition’ of something replicated would be sensible and mixed into it while a true pastry like that would be not sensible and riddled with calories. That was one thing Dagen didn’t like much about replicated food. It was false. He shifted to let Reia get in there.

Reia leaned forward and looked into the box of it before finally selecting a large sandy colored box of her own to open. She went about it slowly because the whole thing was still starting to settle in upon her.

“Oh wow Dagen, I can’t believe they actually managed to do this. They know how much I love this mirror. Wow!”

“They put a lot of thought into it,” he said, agreeing. He had not seen the mirror off the wall and he looked at it as Reia admired it. To Dagen it looked .. well used, not exactly something that most would give a second glance at, either here or in an antique shop. Still to Reia that was precious and he watched with enjoyment at her expressions.

Even though Reia had just exclaimed something she was very happy about, her words were soft. The beautiful mirror that had hung in her room on Earth now set in amongst the sandy and purple boxes in this grand present extravaganza they seem to be having. It had arrived surprisingly intact right down to the crack in the upper right hand corner and ready to be hung somewhere in their quarters. It was a simple mirror with an intricate frame that had been in the Shandy family for at least a hundred years.

• Reia

“I can get that put up for you,” he said. In a way that it won’t fall off in the event of anything shaking the ship, he thought.

He reached down to a tube that was in a corner and lifted it out. It had the same coating to it that was used in a wall design at home on Trill. It figured that, probably mom, would have used that to identify it. Twisting the top off he let out an instant laugh. Closing his eyes he shook his head and took a deep breath. Reia would have seen what looked like a pale matt of violet fur peeking out. “I can’t believe it,” he said. Reaching in he pulled out what looked to be a bipedal bear like creature with fairly uniform violet fur, though along its back it was somewhat darker. One eye looked to have been repaired. Setting it between both hands he held it at his knees and just stared at it. “I grew up with this,” he said. “Called it Mepi. When I was little I tried to give it a taste of all of my food before eating. Drove mom crazy. Took it everywhere. Was on my shelf for years afterward. Usually was the last thing I saw before going to sleep. Wow.”
- Dagen
OOC: Think of it as a violet colored similarity to Sullivan off Monster’s Inc ..

Reia watched as he lovingly unwrapped the package, this one definitely had mom written all over it she thought. She smiled as she watched dragon take out the purple lump and explain all about it. Text

“That’s absolutely adorable. It reminds me of a little kangaroo I used to have. We used to be inseparable until it disappeared on a camping trip. I think I’ll have you hang that mirror tomorrow once I’ve had a good look around the quarters to figure out where to put it. All these sweet remembrances, I wonder if somebody is trying to tell us something? Okay, back into the box I go.”

Reia looked over the packages in the box carefully before deciding on a sandy colored one hidden down in a corner. It was small but heavy. Unwrapping it carefully, she was confronted by yet another box. Opening it carefully she lifted out a small music box. Smiling, she wondered if it still played.

• Reia