USS Genesis
Dagen's Quarters
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (CIO) in Dagen’s Quarters
It was three days since the wedding of Dagen and Reia and she had spent them happily sleeping in his bed, lounging on his couch, and using his shower. But there wasn’t very much of Reia in those quarters yet so, she had made her way back from the office early on that third day, taken a quick shower, and was now padding about the quarters, dressed in a sheer green robe, with slicked back damp hair, PaDD in hand, diagramming was she might want to incorporate things that would make her feel more at home.How much did her really like this carpet? she wondered. Her small feet had always loved hardwood floors. The glass top table was very nice but where could she put her shelving unit with all the candles? The more she paced and planned the more confused Reia got. And there was still that call to the parents to make later.
- Reia
With the advent of the creature in the nebula Dagen and Reia had not really had much time off for themselves but they had talked about visiting Earth and her grand parents when next they had leave. They still had not had time to call their respective families to give them the news; they had been, ah ‘busy’. Time in engineering had not been without its jibes, even unexpected ones, since the wedding. Seraph topped all of them in her dry Vulcan statements in saying ‘Evidently, Commander, marriage suits you and sufficient copulation has improved your mood while on duty.’
It was with that thought in mind that he came back to their quarters. At some time they were going to have to combine quarters. They had talked briefly about it but other .. things .. came up. He was humored from Seraph and wanted to share that. Entering their quarters he blinked seeing her dressed as she was and for a moment or more he forgot completely what he was going to say. About to exclaim out a ‘You’ll never guess …’ when he saw the confused look on her face. The contrast between her dress and her expression caught him up short. “A problem, my love?” he asked, approaching to kiss her in greeting.
- Dagen