Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (CIO) in After Mission Party - Part two

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in After Mission Party - Part two

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (CIO) in After Mission Party - Part two
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Ben lead Tigress away from everyone “is something wrong Tigress?”

Ben

Tigress followed him quietly as they got away from the crowd her ears stood up and relaxed her grip on Ben’s arm. “No I’m OK. I just needed a moment. theirs just a lot of people you know me I prefer animals” she said. She was not totally sure what to tell him. How could she tell him that she was afraid of such events especially when she gets put on the spot the way the capten had done for promotion ceremony. No she could not tell him that she did not want him to worry about taking her to partys.
Lt.JG Tigress

Ben knew what was going on. “How about we leave the party and head to somewhere more quiet and not a lot of people?”

Lt. Park

“ no I’m ok Ben really let go back to the party I believe two of your friends are celebrating and engagement.” She said with a smile. She did not really feel better but she thought she could handle going back for now.

Ensign Tigeress

“Ok.” Ben smiled and lead him and Tigress back to the party.

Lt. Ben Park

At exactly 16 minutes and 30 seconds Reia transported herself to just outside the holodeck clad in her wedding garb and something delightful underneath for swimming. It was a beach setting after all.

Before stepping in she made several subtle changes tot he Captain’s program. She adjusted the breeze ever so slightly, put a light scent of flowers into the air, and music began to play. There would be no standard wedding march of any culture. She had chosen a delicate musical piece from a Trill composer she had grown to love even since before meeting Dagen.

Stepping back, she gave herself a final once over before stepping inside.

• Reia

It felt like a long wait. It likely wasn’t and Thor, who was a precision timekeeper, reminded him that time was not any slower than it normally was. It was likely because there were more eyes on him than was normal. His toes brushed through the sand and he recalled that he had left one sandal outside in the corridor and another inside here somewhere. Glancing about he wondered just how many ‘unreplicated’ ‘non-holodeck’ related items would be left behind after the program was over. Those, of course would be collected and put on the ship’s intra-net lost and found to then be claimed. He knew that sandal would be one of them. As an engineer he was every curious at those things that were left behind and either collected by security or engineering.

At last he heard, before he saw the doors open to the holodeck open. Music had begun. It was a sedate melody that muted the other sounds. The interesting thing with the holodeck, he found, was that areas could be muted or just not heard in one area to another. Thus the band could be as loud as it was normally - where i twas, but not as loud or even very dim where he was. He recognized the tune. He couldn’t name it to save his life but he recognized it from tunes his mother played years ago. Knowing that this was likely his cue, he turned to seek Reia from those around, smiling when he saw her face. What she was wearing was still .. veiled to him.
- Dagen

The slight change in scent and the breeze followed by music. He didn’t really know Reia and Thor that well, although he had had some influence on Dagen’s career almost a decade ago. He took a step to the side and joined the crowd, for now, he would be a spectator. On the plus side, he really loved weddings, especially Starfleet weddings. Although customarily Officers wore dress uniforms for the occasion. He made a mental note to get them a wedding gift, he was certain he had something applicable somewhere.

XO

Reia entered the holodeck serenely, barely noticing the subtle changes she had made. She wanted to run to Dagen and be declared his wife right then and there but a lady never ran.

There she was. As she came more into view he smiled thinking of the entry person putting one of those colorful flowery neck things on her that he still wore himself, as did many of the people there.

Reia could not bring herself to choose a white wedding dress no matter how beautifully they had named the shade. A lovely demure white dress spoke of antiquated promises that Dagen and Reia had broken the night of the Christmas party when they’d left together. Nor was she going for the complete siren effect, her pheromones were doing that for her.

She had chosen to wear an off the shoulder lavender gown tightly fitted throughout the torso and flaring from the hips to the ankle. It laced from the waist up the back. She had decided not to wear a veil but had several ribbons and flowers in her white hair and still wore no shoes.

Reia looked very nice. Lovely really. Quite different from her earlier wardrobe. This accented so much while still looking very formal. His eyes followed the ribbons to the line of her shoulder and down. It was enough to make his senses tingle. He found that her bare feet was very sexy as they slipped out here and there as she walked.

As she approached Dagen, she smiled at all who were there and last met his eyes, smiling shyly while waiting for the Captain to begin the ceremony.

• Reia

Dagen wanted to hug her in welcome but forced himself to .. behave. That was what his mother would say were he in a formal situation - even if it was an informal environment - and was fidgeting. He’d been on both sides of the ‘aisle’ so to speak with weddings before. It was a moment of joy and hope, a decision as stark as stepping through the Guardian of Forever. Having had the different lives Dagen knew what followed, and what was. He was not stepping into this cold - yet, for himself as Dagen - he was. To the side he saw Angel, the Vulcan engineer ‘suffering’ Bat, her Bolian team comrade wiping his eyes standing next to her. Taking his eyes from there he met Reia’s again. He didn’t have hesitation in turning to the Captain but was simply mesmerized by the look in Reia’s eyes that seemed to draw him in. It was an unconscious motion where he turned with her, taking her hand.
- Dagen

Marius took a moment to allow the assembled crew to enjoy the moment. Looking about, he started. “Assembled crew, officers, and most importantly friends. In time before ships sailed the stars, we sailed the seas on Earth. The Captain of a ship was considered the law of country that they sailed for. The right to rule on law, punish, execute… and marry without contradiction or limitation.” He laughed.

“Well most of those privileges have be rescinded or severely restricted… fortunately for some of you. Star-Fleet has let the most important of joyous of privileges continue unabated.”

“And today I get to execute that finest and most important of rights. Marriage. Today we are here to bind the two souls before us in the universally accepted union of two spirits. Dagen Thor and Reia Shandy.”

“Do you have some words you’d like to say.” He offered to both of them.

Marius

Reia was uncertain how Trill ceremonies were conducted but knew the man usually went first on Earth so, she gave his hand a gentle squeeze just in case he wanted to keep that tradition here.

• Reia

OOC: This is a Trill thing? <G>
IC:

This entire event had caught him by surprise and even the intervening minutes did little to hide that. They had talked about this some, though the anticipated timeline on this was much later in the year. In short, Dagen had nothing prepared at all. His eyes flashed a ‘huh’ quickly to Reia and tried to jumpstart his brain that had, unfortunately chosen that moment to freeze up.

“The purple husks of autumn leaves
That seasons heart it causes to bereave
A lonely time, a frozen winter
Crumbled leaves, a heart left bitter.

That was a part of a poem that one of Thor’s hosts, a poet named Thrace, composed. It was .. a snapshot of my soul for a time, a winter of my life that I had not thought I would see a spring coming to. Ironically at a winter festival that soul crossed paths with Reia and there began to be not just a thaw but a vibrant spring. It is an interesting thing with a Trill who has known lifetimes including love spanning decades, and who felt he knew it so .. vicariously .. through others - even others that are in essence a part of myself - only to find it personally and know just how powerful a thing it could be. And how honored I am to know and love this woman.”

He glanced over to Reia then to meet her eyes.
- Dagen

Ben offered his hand Tigress by extending it in her view.

Ben Park

Tigress took beens hand she leaned in close and wispered “Perhaps that will be us one say”.

LT. JG Tigress

Ben smiled “yes it will be one day.”

Ben Park

Reia was taken a bit by surprise. It was true she had spun this day completely out of control and it would have served her right if Dagen had shaken his head and requested the Captain perform the usual marriage rights because he could think of nothing to add. She also knew that Dagen knew how to say beautiful things. He had said them in the cabin when their lives changed but those had been for her ears only, certainly not to be repeated in public. What he had just now uttered touched her heart in a much different way.

Meeting his eyes, Reia felt as if she were speaking to Dagen, to Thor, and every host Thor had ever had. Somehow that gave her a sense of security that she would probably never be able to explain to anyone else.

“When I look at you, I see the one thing I thought I would never find. I see the one thing I didn’t know I needed. I see the one thing that I will spend the rest of my life trying to be worthy of. So I promise to you, in the presence of our friends and crew mates, to spend my life, every day, in the service of that bond.”

Her words were softly spoken but carried easily on the breeze.

• Reia

“By coming forward and speaking these words to the assembled sentient beings, you have proclaimed your desire to be united under whatever deity you believe in, it is my honor to now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may now kiss each other.”

Marius

This moment was real, yet it felt entirely abstract to him. Such irony this antithesis of feelings. There was a moment where he tensed at the proclamation and in the same he was relieved. There was a moment of joy and at the same the concern of what the future held. There was the essence of the Captain speaking deity, yet the Trill revered ancestors and held to no deity, yet still understood the idea. Still the moment was entirely an evolution of the step by step relationship they had and this moment was but another step, and more steps would follow. Granted this was one of those evolutionary leaps that was unexpected, though far from unwelcome. In some way, Dagen felt transcended.

Magnus waited with bated breath, hands itching to move up and start the applause that would follow such a kiss.

XO

It was finally one of the many moments Reia had been waiting for.

Stepping in, she slipped her arms around Dagen, held him very tightly, and kissed him softly and gently. There was definitely fire there, much more would come later. Reia had a feeling she had been surprising him all day and, perhaps, she should start making it worth his while.

• Reia

Wrapped in his thoughts he had somehow missed that ‘offer’ at least at first. It was only when he felt Reia drawing close, and then closer still that he felt elevated, like an ocean wave that caught him by surprise and lifted him up and rendered to his senses the power of the moment. Her kiss was like a small match touching the pool of gasoline. It was a soft touch to his lips that was unlike her tight hold. Perhaps it was enhanced by her pheromones but when their lips touched he responded with gusto, forgetting for some moments where they were.

When they parted, Dagen said with a smile and a wink, “And I thought you were hungry.” Speaking of their arrival and her declaration of wanting to eat and this happening before they could really feast.
- Dagen

Reia leaned into Dagen keeping one arm tight around him.

“Well perhaps we’ll start with food but I am a bride so, I guess there should be a honeymoon in our future. Soon, very soon, because THAT is what I’m really hungry for.” she said never taking her eyes from Dagen.

All the questions could be answered later. Who’s quarters would they live in? Who’s parents would they tell first? Etc.

• Reia

Dagen couldn’t help but draw in a breath in response, but words were lacking at that moment. One of Thrace’s phrases came to mind at a time when he was at a wedding, commenting that the bride was ‘not quite blushing’. Dagen, however, was the one who in this instance blushed, before forcibly looking around him. “Thank you Captain,” Dagen said after a moment. Then, with a smile toward his bride, he felt for her hand. “Then we had best get a little bite.” However, in looking at Reia it appeared that she could rather devour him. Which, to Dagen at that moment, was a fate he would be happy to receive.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that come tomorrow a great deal of things would come to mind about now ‘their’ lives. But that was tomorrow.

Guiding Reia down from where they were in an informal recessional he walked with her to the food tables, leaning in once along the way to give her a ‘happy’ kiss.
- Dagen

Reia was surprised to see Dagen blush and then realized Thor may have been married several times before but, she was Dagen’s first and, hopefully, only wife. Perhaps she needed to dial back the over the top behavior until they were alone. That might be difficult however. Something about Dagen made her feel much more emboldened, not just in private either.

As they walked towards the food, Reia knew she would have to thank the Captain, and assembled crew, for allowing them to steal a great part of this day but, for now, she just enjoyed Dagen’s kiss and the thought of everything that would come later.

“The only thing I didn’t have time to come up with was a cake. At least not here.” she said with a mischievous smile.

• Reia

Cake. Right. That was a Earth thing. He had not ever fathomed how a tradition like that came to be there so ingrained in the culture. Trill culture didn’t have that. Weddings did prompt a feast of sorts with a favorite of the bride’s being a keynote dish served - usually cooked by her or her family if that was a family favorite. In that way it was different each time. Still, he liked cake - Moreso the icing. His brows rose at Reia’s suggestive comment, but also confused him as his mind was still fairly linear and relating to weddings and traditions and community celebration. This was mostly different but still had some inklings of weddings enough to be a bit of an anchor point to him. This would prove to be a very unorthodox wedding memory- but those typically were remembered the most. “One good thing about a holodeck wedding. You can guarantee it won’t rain on you,” he said as they wove to the table. “Cake later,” he commented as he scanned the table and the alien like foods there.
- Dagen