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USS Titan, drydock. [Apr. 24th, 2009|02:25 pm]
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::clambers up last few steps of maintenance ladder, accepting the hand of a nearby engineer to crawl out::

::brushes off profuse apologies about downed lifts, using the pretense of needing a stretch to take a moment to look around...and then directly toward open ready room entrance::

::bites lip to hide smile, head cocking to take in indistinguishable but forceful mutterings from within::

::offers refit leader a sympathetic shoulder pat, carefully moving around tools and debris, eventually coming to rest just inside doorway::

::clears throat::

Oh, Captain?

From: dee_troi
2009-04-25 12:44 am (UTC)
::purses lips, making mental note to fully punish him later::

::in meantime, dedicates attention to assigned task, lifting own fingers to brush his aside and trace::

::A heart?::

::at vague noise of assent, braces self further, angling head closer to read::

::Will loves Deanna?::

::pulls head up when no response is forthcoming, meeting bright, honest blue eyes::

And when exactly did you get it in your head to vandalize Starfleet property in a fit of schoolboy affection, Mr. Riker?
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-04-25 12:52 am (UTC)
Right after Admiral Nechayev called to remind me that Starfleet's pace is somewhat faster than a civilian pace, and to express her doubts as to which I'm working at.

I needed to remind myself why exactly I'm doing this.

::realizes how unenthusiastic that probably sounded, quickly sliding dee_troi from under desk and back against chest in snug embrace::

::nudges fall away strands of hair away with nose, trailing the faintest of kisses up a cheekbone::

Things are about to change again. I don't regret it, but you'd better believe I intend to hold onto every memory of this I can.

Looks like I'll have you under my desk one way or the other, Commander.
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From: dee_troi
2009-04-25 12:57 am (UTC)
::jumps as another spanner falls, bringing palm down to smack a knee...hard::

Really, Will.

::scoots away, turning to frown::

It's a good thing these people won't be serving here.

::shakes head, unable to really hold annoyance::

What exactly does Admiral Nechayev believe you should be doing at a faster rate of speed?
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-04-25 01:18 am (UTC)
It's a good thing they know that things heard on a job stay with the job, too.

::lowers voice after subdued murmurs from outside suggest point was made, looking at wife with twinkling eyes::

She sent me potential crew manifests. Some of the crew are coming back, but damn if Christine didn't manage to steal a few as well. Looks like I have to pick a new senior staff.

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From: dee_troi
2009-04-25 02:09 am (UTC)

::bites lip again::

::pulls away, climbing to feet::

::places hands on hips, eyes sweeping to flexi on desk::

I suppose it's lucky that you already have your advisor, then, isn't it?

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From: capt_will_riker
2009-04-26 02:08 am (UTC)

::lifts brows, debating whether to crawl to feet as well, or just stay put...even if ass is going numb::

::will be ribbed either way::

::with a self-castigating groan, grabs edge of desk, hoisting self up::

Is it too late to schedule a physical?

Sounds like someone already has a few ideas.
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From: dee_troi
2009-04-29 06:14 pm (UTC)
::folds hands, generously hiding a smirk...clearly, someone will be needing a fitness regime to catch up::

I spoke with Chris several days ago, actually.

She warned me that there would likely be vacancies...the last few years were occasionally brutal on the crew and she suspected more than a few would prefer a chance to slow down and enjoy the relative peace, rather than hop back on board for an extended foray into destinations unknown.

She didn't want you to think it was personal.
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-05-03 01:27 am (UTC)

::cocks head, uncertain as to just how that might be best taken::

Do you think it might be personal?

::holds up hand before any answer can be given, shaking head::

Dumb question. I'm sure it is, on the part of a few. I walked away. Gave up. Not the type of leadership most expect from their captain.
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From: dee_troi
2009-05-03 01:36 am (UTC)
Haven't we been over this before?

::moves closer, placing a hand on his arm in soothing::

Most of the crew understood that you had suffered a loss and needed time to regroup. The few who didn't probably would have found fault with any decision you made..stay or go.


This is your ship, always was, according to Christine. You don't owe explanations.

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From: capt_will_riker
2009-05-03 01:47 am (UTC)
::buries a sigh...there you have the counselor's opinion and the Starfleet officer's opinion, but as usual, Deanna's seems nowhere to be found::

::cracks a half-hearted smile anyhow, nodding toward jimmied door::

Maybe we should leave these people alone to put my ship back together, then.

You can share your other ideas with me back ho...back on Earth.

::reaches over to shut down terminal, taking one last look around before following her out::

Did you check in on the boys?
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From: dee_troi
2009-05-03 02:07 am (UTC)

All three of them.

Things are fine in La Barre...though, apparently, Jean-Luc is heartbroken to think this will be the last visit he and Barin will have. By the time we get back, he'll be grown...grown!

::drops good-natured imitation of Picardesque outrage, own smile faltering momentarily::

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From: capt_will_riker
2009-05-03 02:26 am (UTC)
::observes carefully...is that a chink?::

You know, I've been giving it some thought myself. They're pretty close.

::chooses not to say bonded by loss, even if it's true...mentoring the half Betazoid, half-Tavnian boy just might have been the only thing that saved Jean-Luc Picard's sanity after his wife's death, but it shouldn't have been because he had just lost his own mother::

We could leave Barin here. He'd be happy in La Barre.
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From: dee_troi
2009-05-03 09:57 pm (UTC)
::drops hand, head shaking in negation even before the suggestion is out::

No, Will.

I may not be the best example of a sister, but he's the only family I have left. I promised Mother I'd keep him close.

If we were talking about leaving him on Betazed, perhaps...Jeyal wouldn't stand a chance of taking him off planet. But Earth?
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-05-03 10:01 pm (UTC)
::discreetly rolls shoulders, releasing an insulted cough::

Believe it or not, we mere Earthlings aren't all bumbling idiots.

He would be with Captain Picard. I don't think Jeyal would stand a chance of getting near either of them.
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From: dee_troi
2009-05-03 10:46 pm (UTC)
::narrows eyes at him::

Don't try to guilt-trip me. Or logic me to death.

I just can't, Will.

::frowns, mulling over own warning::

I'd feel guilty being so far from him.
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