Posted by Civilian Michael ‘Big Mike’ McKenzie (Clan McKenzie Chief) in Long Awaited Honeymoon

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Resident) in Long Awaited Honeymoon

Posted by Civilian Michael ‘Big Mike’ McKenzie (Clan McKenzie Chief) in Long Awaited Honeymoon
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Revna had finished coordinating details for the their surprise stop. She had relayed the information to Cpt Kris, and their itinerary had been adjusted accordingly. So far the trip had been quiet and smooth. They had made their first stop at Hadru for supplies. It was a quaint little way station with some unique vendors. Serving on a 5 deck ship the whole crew had taken turns getting off to stretch their legs. Mike and Revna had as well. They had spent three days at a larger station and then an outpost taking their time and enjoying it. Most days Mike played and sang and dragged Revna into it as much as possible.

Right now she was sitting on the aft deck, watching the stars through the clear dome and writing down details that Ragna insisted on having for the archives. It was a nice reflective exercise for Revna. Ragna and Seamus should have arrived on Oed by now and Revna wondered how they were both holding up. There was a soft knock on the door from the lounge and Tevna looked up, “Cpt Kris. What can I do for you?”

The man smiled, his ears flicking back and forth. “I wanted to let you and Mike know we will be arriving at Aldebaran this evening. We have a 4 day stop over. And dinner tomorrow night is on me.”

Revna stood, picking up her cup of tea. “Thank you, Kris.” The captain left to return to the bridge and Revna went down a deck looking for Mike.

Revna McKenzie

Mike was napping, which for the barrel-chested, semi-retired punk rocker-turned highly successful bar owner meant he was sprawled out on a couch snoring.

As Revna roused him, he startled slightly but said “Wha-? I’m awake! Whats happening? Where are we?”

Big Mike McKenzie

Revna sat on the edge of the couch next to him, her hand moving slowly over his thigh. She smiled softly, “We’re in our suite on the Avion. Kris said we are docking at Aldebaran in a couple hours. We’ll be able to disembark shortly after. We’ll be here four days.” She leaned in and kissed him lazily.

Revna McKenzie

Mike sighed against the kiss and then laid his head back. “I was having the best dream. The six of us- you and your sisters and me and Seamus and Capall- were all on vacation on a beach somewhere. There was drinking and music and dancing… and then Seamus challenged Capall to a wrestling match and got his ass kicked. It was fantastic…” he said as if longing for it to be real; and then he laughed.

Big Mike McKenzie

Revna chuckled but kept her voice soft, “Oh, I can see it. And knowing Seamus and Capall, along with the rest of us, it is going to happen. Drinking, music, dancing, and some kind of challenge, dare, or bet. That is going to be a daily occurrence. We might lose our minds otherwise.” Revna leaned back against the couch, next to him. Revna stared up at the ceiling. “We need to do that, plan for it, sometime, the six of us take a vacation. Step back and recharge together.”

Revna McKenzie

Mike chuckled. “And leave our people alone? They’d burn down the planet before dinner.” He sighed. “But yeah, we do need to. But it can’t happen till we have everyone set up and the land working. It wouldn’t be right leaving the Clan when the hard work is being done.” He took her hand and smiled at her. “Not that I’m suggesting thats what you are saying, mind you.”

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

“And not until everyone else has gotten time off.” That was a lot of people but by then, hopefully, they wouldn’t need all hands available all the time. Revna curled her fingers around his palm. “After every step is finished we should have a Clan day off. Like after the reconciliation maybe just not as wild and only a day. Celebrate our accomplishments together. We should make it a point to make sure to recognize the efforts of each group and what they have done. It’s a lot but important. But it will be a bit before we need to handle that.” She grinned at him, “Today you get to show off how much of a beer snob you are.”

Revna McKenzie

“Connoisseur, not snob. And I resent the implication. You know damn well I’ll drink almost anything.” he said with a laugh. “But I am curious. How exactly am I gonna show off my beer skills, hmm? Drinking contest? I mean, I’m on roll since Gravel beat Cara.” and he laughed.

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

Revna laid her head back and laughed. “You know I have never seen him look that happy. She’s cute though. I bet she gives him all kinds of hell.” She looked over at him. “I don’t care how you show off. You said tou wanted to see of you could find some new brews for the bar. Should we go bar hopping or show up all important personages at the breweries and demand tours and samples?”

Revna McKenzie

“Bar hopping. I’ve had enough pomp and grandeur working with S’Tek while you were off galvanting with Fleet Captain Dreamboat.” he said with a smirk.

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

Revna nodded. Yeah she could totally agree with having had enough pomp and grandeur. Especially of having to do it alone. And S’Tek was SO tiresome. BUT if Revna had been eating or drinking she would have choked. “What?!” She blinked at him. “Cochrane???” Then she got this really wicked grin, “Naw not my type. Too scrawny, a nose like a hawk, and his taste in music was far too classical. Not enough fun.” She leaned in really close, “You know who is my type?” Her eyes dropped to his mouth and back. “Harv, the chef. He knows how to make a woman laugh.”

Revna McKenzie (You were warned)

Mike looked at her… and nodded vigorously in agreement. “Oh yeah! I heard about him! Not only can he cook, but he can make a lady sweon with just an offer of his… ‘desserts’. No way I woulda been able to resist that. And you somehow managed…” and he shook his head in mock-impressed. “And Cochrane may have been scrawny to you, but the crew on Event Horizon? Shiiiiiit… he had captured the imagination of more than a few of them. Hell, there was a run on the dress shop and lingerie store the day before the Manhattan docked. Ridiculous.” and he grinned at her.

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

Revn laughed, “Oh yeah, the whole crew knows it too. They get hit on more by people trying to get to Cochrane than for themselves. There is quite the extensive pool about it. I feel bad for him though. He is more than his rank and looks. BUT Harv. Forget his desserts, his seafood chowder is heavenly,” she sighed dramatically, “I am not his type though. He likes pain in the arse Orion XOs. He didn’t just let her in his kitchen, he invited her. And fights with her like Thor battles ice giants. But you mught have a chance. He is a big fan.”

Revna McKenzie

Mike laughed. “Oh hell no… one thing I learned on tour with the quickness… groupies are nuts.” and he laughed again. “Give Runa a run for her money, even. Oh! Speaking of… we gotta figure out how I’m giving her that bra back in the most embarrassing way possible.” and he looked thoughtful for a moment. “Maybe throw it at her at the end of her first speech to the clan.” and he chuckled wickedly.

Mike McKenzie

Revna chuckled. “That would be amazing. Or wait till we get her to play the pipes again or sing. Just warn Capall first. He’ll get a kick out of it, I think. Oh! You know she’ll be there, right up front as the Clan disembark, as they first arrive. Give it back then. So they all can see it.” Runa had been very…tame since Capall. Revna liked the change, the way Capall affected her, but she knew it wouldn’t stay that way. It was just Capall got her wildness now. “I’m recording it. So I. An watch her stutter and try to explain over and over.”

Revna McKenzie

“Done.” Mike said with finality and a grin. “Now then, my dear… what kind of shenanigans do you have queued up for us now?”

Mike McKenzie

Revna looked at him, raised their clasped hands to her lips and kissed the back of his hand. “None. I know you said you wanted to see some of the breweries, but no plan. We’ve had enough of plans and schedules and itineraries for a long while. Kris has invited us to dinner at a place he knows tomorrow night. Other than that, I thought maybe we could just go and see what happens.”

Revna McKenzie

He looked at her and grinned. “How about a hotel room? Some time off the ship, some privacy… just you and I till dinner tomorrow. What do you say?” He didn’t wait for a response, he just stood up and went to the computer. “Maybe a couple’s massage?” and he laughed. He looked at the computer for a few moments and then said “Go pack a little. Enough for three nights.” and he turned and winked at her.

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

Oh that wink. Revna felt a thrill start somewhere near her heart as she felt a flush start somewhere near her toes and rush all the way to her cheeks. Mike winked at her like that and she would do whatever he wanted. She laughed at herself as she moved into the bedroom. She grabbed a larger duffle from the closet. The sound of hangers being moved and then the closet door closing. Drawers opened and shut in the bedroom and the bathroom for a couple of minutes. It was 3 days, they didn’t need much, mostly each other. Then she zipped the bag closed and Revna appeared in the door way. She grinned at him, “We’re packed.”

Revna McKenzie

“And we have a room ready for us at the resort. Looks out over the pool and is the only suite on the floor of that wing.” he said with a grin. “Let me pack, and you go tell Kriss we’ll be at the Jade Prism Resort, okay?”

Revna grabbed her bag and headed up a floor to the lounge and main deck. Kriss was passing through after having gone to check the seal on the airlock. Revna passed on the info. Krissy grinned, “Oh I am sure you will quite enjoy the resort.” Revna chuckled but didn’t ask for clarification.

Mike started to grab basic clothes: jeans, t-shirts, his black boots, and a pair of swim trunks. He also brough one of his more dapper outfits in case they went to a nice dinner. He made his way out of their cabin and up to the main deck, tossing his bag on the couch and looking around for Revna.

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

Her voice was coming from the aft observation deck. The door was slightly ajar and she was leaned one hip against the back of a chair while the chef paced back and forth looking nervous. He nodded slowly and the broke out in a grin. He thanked her, hugged her in a whirl wind and came out the door like a man in a mission, and stopped short seeing Mike. His grin got even bigger, “Your wife is wonderful.” Then disappeared into the kitchen. Revna shook her head and laughed as she moved into Mike’s arms. “Ready to go? Krissy said we’re docked and can leave any time.”

Revna McKenzie

Mike looked at the chef and then shrugged and said “Yeah, I know.” as the man departed. He looked at Revna and said “What spells are you casting on people now, witch?” with a laugh. Without waiting for an answer, he took her hand and led her off the ship.

Revna laughed and shrugged. “If advice is witchcraft then I’m guilty. No more than you are thought. I am utterly at the mercy of your spell, McKenzie.” Revna grabbed her bag from the chair as they made their way off the ship.

The spaceport was an orbital station, but there were plenty of choices for transport to the surface. Fortunately the resort had a dedicated shuttle and the pilot stood outside the passenger terminal with a holo-sign that said ‘Lord and Lady McKenzie’. Mike walked up and said “Hello. That’s us.” The Andorian looked at him somewhat askance and said “You are Lord McKenzie?” with an obvious judgmental up and down assessment of Mike’s wardrobe: a black leather jacket over a pink t-shirt that said ‘Never Mind The Bollocks Here Comes The Sex Pistols’ and a pair of jeans and his combat boots. Mike grinned. “Bet your ass i am. Now let’s go.” with a slight edge to his voice.

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

Revna snickered. She thought they were leaving all the pomp and circumstance behind, and here he was using their titles to make reservations. It was probably less attention than telling people he was “Big Mike”. She laughed again. The Andorian turned his gaze on her and gave her a long once over as well: hip ridder jeans with a black t-shirt that had crossed drinking horns on it that read ‘The Blood of Vikings Runs Through My Veins!! And Mead…Mostly Mead.” She wore a deep burgundy (the same red as on the McKenzie tartan) suede jack that stopped right at her bottom rib and high heeled boots of the same color. And of course the copper rune beads in her hair. Revna grinned with a raised brow at the man, daring him to say something.

He was getting paid either way, what did he care. Humans were weird. “If you are ready, then follow me.”

“Of course we are. We didn’t come to make you stand around and watch ice melt in space.” The man paused, surprised and then grinned widely. “Right this way, Lord and Lady McKenzie.” He turned and led them to the small shuttle bay and opened the hatch for their shuttle. He closed it behind them and settled into the pilot’s seat.

Revna McKenzie

“Ah, the joys of being a diplomats spouse.” Mike said as they settled into the comfortable seats. “I was just gonna deck him.” and he chuckled.

“He would have probably enjoyed it the challenge, his emoloyeer not so much.” The Andorian chuckled. “Name’s Saner. You feel like sparing Lord McKenzie, just ask for me.”

The shuttle lifted off and the trip was relatively quick. The shuttle dropped through the atmosphere and soon they were sailing over a large, green world with many lakes and rivers. Far off on the horizon sat an immense ocean. The shuttle made its way to small-ish city by said ocean where it landed on a pad in a large, lush garden behind a gold-colored metal building. The building was low, only five or six stories, but it was the central point of the resort. Bungalows built into the cliffs overlooking the ocean were the main feature, and it was one of these that the couple would be staying in for the next four days.

It was clear from Revna’s expression, Mike knew her quite well. The way her eyes lit up and the smile in her fave was wnough to prove she was excited about the location.

A Human woman stepped up to the shuttle as the doors raised and she said “Aye! Hallo and welcome to ya?!” in an excited Scottish brogue. “Lord and Lady McKenzie it;s a right pleasure havin’ ya wid us, for certain.” She was tall, red-haired, and very pretty… the perfect representative for the resort. She laughed softly. “I usually gotta bury tha accent… nice ta know I can sound normal around ya!” and she laughed. “My name is Kaitlin Royce, and I’ll be your coordinator for ya stay. Basically, I do for ya so ya dunnae haf’ta.”

Mike smiled and said “Pleasure. And please.. it’s Mike and Revna. We are on vacation.”

‘Big’ Mike McKenzie

Before the shuttle took off to return to the orbital platform Revna thanked Saner, and turned her full attention to the woman. The woman’s accent reminded her of home. One of them anyway. “Thank you, Kaitlin. This is lovely. Please lead on, I’m excited to see it all.”

Revna tucked her ha d into the crook of Mike’s elbow as they walked. “How long have you been here, Kaitlin?”

Revna McKenzie