Posted Feb. 2, 2020, 1 a.m. by Ensign Reia Shandy (CIO) (Catt Bennett)
Posted by Lieutenant Dagen Thor (CE) in Reia’s Quarters
snip“I don’t think I was a rebel actually. My mere existence gave my grandparents quite enough to worry about. I came to live with them when I was 3. My mother is… Probably something better discussed at a later time.”
Dagen chuckled, feeling the wine and Reia’s influence on him.
Reia paused again and poured the last of the bottle of wine for each of them.
He too paused and swirled the wine in the glass looking at it. His mother too was not one to discuss too much. She was getting better but was far from the woman she had been before the family imploded. He frowned and took a gulp, then leaned quickly over to kiss her to dispel those thoughts. Reia had a way of him to simply forget about everything but her.
“I think the most rebellious thing I can think of at this moment is joining Star Fleet.” she commented.
- Reia
“Starfleet was not my first pick. My rebellion came out at the Academy. I was too busy as a teen to do much at all. Got out to parties often but no girlfriends.” He glanced at Reia there and lingered there. “Skiing. Joining Commission. Totally consumed my time.” His eyes slid down her body. “How was that rebellious? What was the presumed course of your life?”
- Dagen“You? No girlfriends? I find that a little hard to believe. But, I guess since you seem to be so busy in other ways…” Reia smiled and absently squeezed Dagen’s hand, “When I was a teenager I was too busy avoiding parties or being convinced not to go by my grandparents. I had no Orion influence in my life so if there’s a way to control these pheromones, I’ve never learned it.”
Reia paused and looked serious for several seconds.
“That’s why my personal life has been very organized and orchestrated until no, of course.” she said softly, “As for a perceived course in my life, I’m not certain what that would have been for me. We never really had those types of family talks.
- Reia
“Oh I had friends who were girls, and, to be honest, envied others who had girlfriends. I was just so focused on my stuff. I mean, school, and working to make it to the olympic team and on top of that studies and tests with the Joining Commission. I guess I saw those goals and that I’d get to ‘real life’ after that.” He chuckled. I was in a right mess when I did join. Suddenly memories flooding me of past lives. And of course what did I want to see as a young man? Seeing what I missed.” His eyes glanced down and followed up the line of her trim, bare legs. “Admittedly I’ve not been that lucky in life for a love life.” He glanced up. “Till now.”
Her pheromones. They felt more intense in her quarters. Dagen supposed that was due to the concentration. Still, he did feel twinges of the effect of that and how it affected his mind, sweeping back the analytical and pulling forward the more primal senses, including feeling a protective possessiveness of her that he knew culminated physically. Thor helped him be centered. The trouble, or pleasure was, that he liked it and helped Dagen channel those sensations. He lifted her hand that was in his and kissed the back of it. When he let it down he rested it at her thigh.
“I had too many talks,” he said, as softly, draining the last of his wine. Leaning forward to set the glass down with a soft clink let him think. “Sport talks. School talks. Counselor talks. Commission talks. Guy talks. My life had been as organized as yours it sounds. So scheduled.” He grinned. “Well, apart from my room. That has always been a disaster.”
- Dagen
Reia laughed at Dagen’s last comment.
“I wouldn’t change a thing about you, even your messy room. When I was young, my life was organized as adults will tend to organize a child’s life. School, activities, and a social life. As I got older though, they pulled back on the social life. Young boys started reacting to me in a way I wasn’t ready for and my grandparents tried to help me keep a low profile.”
Reia finished her wine and set the glass down.
Turning slightly as she resettled, “Part of the reason I joined Star Fleet was an attempt to control and organize my own life I suppose. Perhaps it’s time for a little disorganization.” Reia said, her eyes lingering on Dagen’s face.
She enjoyed his company.
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