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Tweak says, "Good God, Get a Grip,Girl!"

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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[ 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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