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XO Welcome Party - ALL Invited

Posted July 23, 2019, 9:53 a.m. by Lieutenant Dagen Thor (CE) (Gene Gibbs)

Posted by Ensign Reia Shandy (CIO) in XO Welcome Party - ALL Invited

Posted by Lieutenant Dagen Thor (CE) in XO Welcome Party - ALL Invited

Posted by Ensign Reia Shandy (CIO) in XO Welcome Party - ALL Invited
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Reia smiled at Dagen’s sweet tooth comment. She was quite done with eating and drinking tonight but wasn’t really in the mood to go back to her quarters and look at half a dozen unfinished projects.

“I’ve always wanted to learn to kayak actually. Skiing can be quite fun if you can stay out of the snow long enough. During my first year class at the Academy I, and some class mates, managed to squirrel away enough time to go on a ski trip. I think I fell half a dozen times before deciding I was going to stay by the fire in the lodge.”

She paused and laughed at the memory.

“I have improved quite a bit since then.”

  • Reia

Dagen nodded. “I can still be like that on downhill. My forte was always cross country. I had been competitive in that in my younger days.” He frowned. That comment made him sound old which, sometimes he did feel. “I have a number of holo simulations of various mountains in the Federation that are both downhill and cross country. ” He chuckled suddenly. “Falling is a part of adventure of skiing. It comes with the two sticks you strap to your feet. And,” he added, holding up a finger that had melted chocolate on it from the nanaimo. “And, it makes the fire at the lodges all the more welcoming after. That and hot tubs.” Suddenly noticing the chocolate he quickly popped his finger between his lips and sucked it off quickly, an expression of ‘oops’ on his face. “Not sure I saw the outside of the Academy buildings all first year,” he said. He’d been on ‘probation’ and had to hustle his intellectual buns all through the first year.

“As for kayaking, I would be a poor teacher. I’m still getting the hang of it myself. But it is very relaxing and you get to see all sorts of sights from angles that one normally wouldn’t.” The smell of the water, the breeze with scents of trees and, in the spring, blossoms, the faint bobbing in the waves. All that energized him and relaxed him. He felt alive then, as alive as he felt when he was elbow deep in a fusion generator fixing it. Different kinds of ‘living’. He had felt it at other times, but those two were the most prevalent areas. Setting down the plate he kept the glass in hand, leaning lightly against the table beside him.
- Dagen, CE

Reia watched and listened as Dagen spoke. Reading people was her Job and she tried to keep her job and her personal life separate but, usually, she didn’t have a personal life, so she would just try not to be obvious about it.

“Yes, I saw lots of walls when I was in the academy. Walls of my quarters, walls of the classrooms, endless walls upon walls. So I fought for every chance I could just to get out into the sun. We should go skiing sometime.” Reia said surprising herself.

-Reia

For Dagen it was not a surprising thing for someone to suggest an outing. His teenage years was full of that. His early Starfleet years were very social, well, but for the Academy. It had dwindled yes, but all the same, even in the underbelly of OP42 before its renovations he had been ‘around the campfire’ as it were. Still, it was a pleasant thing when others suggested things too. Lifting up his glass in a salute he drained it and set it down. “Deal,” he said. Now one thing he did know was that when one offered that that ‘sometime’ often never materialized. “Holodeck or real? Downhill or cross country?” He asked her. “I’ve got a number of programs. If real, well, we’ll have to just commandeer this tub and set sail for Risa or somewhere with a good hill.” He grinned. “There’s some good areas in Western North America where they have skiing and some good hot springs nearby for after. I can scan the holos for a good one.” Someone wanting to ski with him? Usually they shied away when they heard that he had been an Olympic hopeful on that. But then that was all it was - a hopeful, and a great many years ago.
- Dagen,

Reia didn’t want to back out. Dagen was nice and fairly charming and she knew she would really enjoy time spent with him. Her counselor, in the academy, had told her, on several occasions, that she just needed to get out of her own way.

“Well cross country in the holodeck would be sooner. Risa and Earth are fun of course, but that’ll most likely be problematic soon enough. So yes, holodeck, cross country. And the hot springs sound nice too.”

-Reia

“I’ll look for something and get back to you.” He pursed his lips in thought. “I’ve a course - Warp based practical theory that I do twice a week, and hold a round table another evening.” Suddenly he realized how much his ‘engineer’ things were getting in the way. “Midweek I’ll merge our calendars to see what time we have and block off an afternoon?” He hoped he didn’t sound that desperate for company, but he was plainly excited about getting out and doing this with someone. And someone like Reia made it more hopeful. He knew they had an age differential that he was feeling more acutely as the years went on. No, Dags, don’t even go there.
- Dagen

Reia laughed a bit nervously hoping not to appear too eager or too aloof before they even went skiing.

“It sounds like you’re a very busy person but yes, I like your idea. Luckily my vocation is quite free flowing. Unless I’m in a meeting, everything can be shifted to suit my needs, but the work is always there you know.”

-Reia

“I need to keep busy,” he said, a hand scratching at the stubble on his chin with his ever present five o’clock shadow. Really, he needed to catch up and get a head. He’d been away from the technology for some years and when he had come back and taken courses realized that the technology had kept going without him. He’d had a lot of hands on with the Genesis construction which was invaluable, but nothing was static. How could he best serve the ship and crew if not keeping up on the latest ideas and technology and how he might incorporate it into the present vessel. Not much was ‘new’. Software and wetware updates, minor component changes and so on. So much was modular in Starfleet, but, at the same time small improvements were always made. A Starship was a small city and with it a multitude of parts. And there was always an engineer twiddling with any one of them. “Done deal. You’ll have to tell me about your job when we’re out there,” he said. Setting down his now empty glass he looked about. “It’s been good,” he said, with the eye catching lock with Reia to mean ‘its been good talking with you’. “I think I’ll stagger my way back to my quarters here, but will contact you soon.” Though he said that he didn’t make any immediate rush for the door.
- Dagen

Reia didn’t mind if the evening concluded now or 20 minutes from now.

“I’m sure you’ll have a lot to keep you busy which is a good thing I guess. But yes, it’s been nice spending the evening with you and I’m looking forward to skiing and falling.” she said with a soft genuine laugh.

  • Reia

Dagen chuckled. “After shift it is all self-inflicted I’m afraid,” he replied. “Were I back home I’d likely be elbows deep in tinkering with my dad’s transport or something like that. Now I get to be elbows deep in, well, this transport.” He laughed with eyes rolling to the ceiling to indicate the ship in general. His mother had said that men didn’t outgrow being boys - just the price of their toys. The Genny was a good example of that for Dagen. “Hey, look, if you’re done too I’ll walk you back.” By his tone it was a totally off the cuff remark with nothing suggestive in it; in fact it could be suggested he was talking to his sister in that statement as much as with Reia.
- Dagen

“Actually that’s probably a good idea. I’m not really a morning person but I know one’s coming and I should really be up for it.” Reia said with a laugh.

As she had been spending the evening with Dagen her subconscious had apparently been sorting itself out. Now she had this incredible urge to have a word with the counselor before he actually started seeing patients in the morning, but that could wait.

Standing she prepared to let Dagen walk her to her quarters.

  • Reia

“I was better with that when I was young. Later nights. Early mornings.” He smiled and then laughed as they bid their farewells and headed out. “Who am I kidding? I’m not a morning person. I’m better now that I’m joined. Thor is a very good timekeeper and has his ways of waking me up. Devilish ways.” He patted where the sac was where Thor resided and mused for those few paces they made to the lift of how he would ‘poke’ his kidneys to wake him up were he going to oversleep.

He pondered giving regards and all to the others with more verbal chat but they looked to be either gone already or in conversation. It was late and nobody would mind them just leaving.
- Dagen


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