Posted Sept. 27, 2021, 7:45 p.m. by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) (Jennifer Ward)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Counter-Intelligence Officer) in Deck 4 Garden- It’s Who you Know
Revna knew her way around planting, she looked around, quickly finding a seed tray and soil and filling a can with water. She sat down, on the ground, feeling the moss and grass of the garden beneath her. “I’ve been carrying these around for awhile. My Uncle Oddvar saved them and gave them to me the last time I was on Earth.” She pulled out a packet of seeds from her pocket.
“Smart man,” Calloway commented, moving easily into the seed planting motions she’d gone through many, many times before.
Revna worked at filling the tray with soil and then gently placing the seeds. “My uncle really is an amazing man. My aunt was a doctor and grew all medicinal herbs and plants. She taught him.”
“Well that’s most of the work done then. Having it here, in the garden, Faye it’s beautiful here. No decorations required. You just have to pick the spot.” Revna grinned, “Maybe in front of that mushroom house you told me about?” Revna knew that might be too personal to share, but Revna was a quietly sentimental person and thought that Faye and Daggum getting married in front of something that carried so much meaning for Faye (and she suspected Daggum too) was beautiful. Honeymoon…? That had her grinning, “I would think not, beach vacations are a bit…cliché and I doubt your Daggum has ever done anything cliché. If I let Mike plan the honeymoon, I can promise that it would be something that I would never be able to guess. I can promise it would be magical and top our first date. And that’s saying something.”
Faye snorted as she thought about Dag’s idle pondering of visiting Orion. As if that could be a vacation for either of them. But she could see the logic behind the unconventional stop. So much of their past, of their trauma was wrapped up in that place and maybe it was time to finally say farewell not just to the planet, but its inexplicable hold on both of them. Maybe that was the gift they could give themselves as they started a new life together. Things to mull over later, for sure.
“And you know, I’ve only talked to him a few times, but I bet you could leave all the food, cake, drink…all that to Chef Harv. He’s like a food magician.”
Faye grinned. “Indeed. He and I chit chat pretty regularly and he knows the kind of food I like. Though maybe we’ll up the formal quotient and not serve stew,” she said with a laugh. “But honestly, I’m not fussed much and I can’t see myself getting anxious over the details.” Faye stopped as she put away some of the tools. “Or, my BPD gets fixated on this because it precedes a lot of upcoming change and insists on everything being a certain way. Whew! Yeah, we better watch out for that because goodness knows you don’t me on overdrive right before I make a bunch of vows. Scary for everyone, trust me,” she said, raising her brows in emphasis.
“I have seen some of the things that come out of Harv’s kitchen. His stews are great but if you asked him for stew for your wedding the man might cry,” Revna laughed softly. “Hey, as long as you are happy and Dag can keep up, go into over drive. It’s your and his day. Nothing else matters. But that’s kind of the point of deciding the details now, right. These aren’t the ones that overwhelm, so don’t give them a chance. Go ahead and decide and then they don’t sneak up later. AND that gives you plenty of time to handle anything your BPD throws at you.” Revna finished moistening the dirt in the tray, “So how many weeks do you have left?”
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