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William T. Riker (1stofficer) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2014-01-19 00:46:00

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data, deanna troi, duo maxwell (au), helen magnus, kitty pryde (aoa), sam winchester, will riker

day 254 - video; 001
[ When Riker appears at last he's circled back round to Sector 2, framed against the hedge maze. There's no distractions, and his introduction is absent of distractions too. At least at first. ]

Good evening. I hope it's not too late in the day to introduce myself, but I didn't wish for anyone to be surprised to spot me around the place. My name is William Riker, and I just arrived with the latest group of people. It's nice to meet all of you, if unfortunate considering the circumstances. I appreciate the kindness that has been shown to me since my arrival.

I understand some-- [ And suddenly Riker stops, looking up. It's started to rain, and he wipes a single raindrop off his nose. ] I'd better wrap this up. I'd like to speak to some friends of mine, whom I'm reliably informed have been here for a while. Maybe after I get in out of the rain, if that's perfectly alright.

Deanna, I hope you're in somewhere dry.

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2014-01-30 09:55 pm UTC (link)

So could I, but I think Captain Picard might worry if we're away from duty for too long.

[ it's an attempt at humor, one that might make them both smile. deanna doesn't open her eyes until the water's off, they're out of the shower, and he's handed her a towel. then she goes through the process of drying off, making sure he's taken care of as well as she is before she moves to pull on something dry. normally, she might be willing to just let her hair dry on its own, but she doesn't want will to be cold by holding her.

at this point, she is calm enough to try sleeping, especially if she has him with her. and honestly, half the fun of it is taking the time to really get ready for bed. drying off, getting dressed, drying her hair, and then settling into bed... all of it is a good exercise in bonding, togetherness. so once she's dried off and dressed, she grabs a dry towel and turns back to will with a smile still in place. ]

Would you like to do the honors with this, too, or should I?

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2014-02-01 03:36 pm UTC (link)

[ Finally, dried off and wrapped in one of the dressing gowns he'd found, Will moved to take the dry towel, reaching up toward Deanna's wrung out - but hardly dry - hair. If it dried out wet it would be uncomfortable for both of them, and while the temperature inside the dome wasn't presently unpleasant, from what he'd heard the weather was computer controlled and could shift unpredictably at any moment. If the temperature dropped overnight, it wouldn't be good for her. He knew all about that from his youth in Alaska.

As far as bonding rituals go, he's grateful for it. Settling in together in the shower and in bed is one thing, but there's a comfort to the routine, to spending this time together preparing for bed, that is such a balm after the day they've had. It brings the pace back down to something comfortable, and Riker presses a kiss to her shoulder before he begins to rub dry her hair. Once he's done he reaches past her to take up the hairdrier, working from the ends upward, and using his fingers to card it into a degree of tidiness. Without a comb or brush it was the best he could do.

The warm air, the hum of the drier, both were comforting in their own right. There was a sense memory there, something he couldn't quite put his finger on, perhaps even a memory of his mother. He looked back into the mirror at Deanna. ]

Feeling better?

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[ it might not be a big movement or mean much in the grand scheme of things, but at this point in time, something simple as having her husband dry her hair is comfort beyond comfort for deanna. she smiles gently as he works, enjoying the gentle scalp massage he's giving as he threads his fingers through the strands of her hair. this is nice. this is relaxing. this is just what she's needed. ]

Yes. Not even a bowl of chocolate ice cream helped this much.

[ and that's saying something coming from her. she means it, though, and once he's done and her hair is dry, she turns to pluck the hairdryer out of his hands, placing it on the counter so she can take his hand and lead them both into the bedroom. climbing up onto the bed, she scoots over to give him room to crawl up beside her and slides under the sheets. their night may have been long and involved, but it's been just what they've needed. it's been the calm after the storm, a chance to breathe easily, which deanna is now doing, and she wouldn't trade this for anything at all. she'll wait for her husband to fall into place beside her before she curls up against him, letting him move until they're both comfortable and she can speak easily again. ]

Thank you.

[ he means the world to her and his actions now have proven that yet again. ]

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