Visitation

Posted on Sun Apr 10th, 2016 @ 10:22am by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Chaparral MD & Lieutenant Taro Ishakawa & Lieutenant Dylan Santiago

Mission: Talosian Perversions
Location: Ethan and Dylan's Quarters
Timeline: Curren

Ethan stepped out of the shower and put on a fresh set of clothes. it was just going to be him, Dylan and their guest and he didn't see any need to anyone. So he chose a pair faded jeans and a black tee shirt.

He's already done some preparation for the night's dinner, before he'd climbed into the shower and he could smell the lasagna wafting into the living room. He didn't see Dylan as he walked into the kitchen, so he assumed he was just running late, not an usual occurrence of late. He checked through the window of he oven and everything was looking good. He had just pulled the oven door open, to double check, when the chime on the door sounded.

He quickly closed the oven and went to answer the door.

Ishakawa had a casual attire , silk long sleeve ivory shirt with missionary collar, brown slacks and shoes; he hoped he had not under dressed as it was a friendly matter. He held a Chardonnay wine; it seemed a good choice for a western dish and Ishakawa's mother was an OPS person and made sure to give traditions to her son. Upon first coming to a friend's home it is polite to bring a gift to the host for the home.

"Good evening Ethan." Ishakawa greet after he door opened. "I thought this would be a welcome addition to Italian." He held out the drink as an offering."

Ethan took the bottle with a grateful smile. Dylan should be here any minute," he said, "or at least he'd better be. I'll get some glasses and we can have a glass while we wait for him. Come in." Then he stepped aside so the other man could enter.

Ishakawa entered the quarters, it was obviously a double occupancy, he could smell the delightful aroma of something good. having noticed the casual attire of the host Ishakawa felt a little more at ease. He tried not to be a bad guest by staring about but he took in the way the couple had arranged the quarters to their own tastes.

"You have done very nice additions to the quarters." Ishakawa complemented. "It is a warm balance both yin and yang by the feel. It has a harmony of it, it bodes well in testament to the relationship, cooperative and..." He stopped. "Forgive please, I have not been in such comforts for a time and tend to ramble when ... impressed."

Ethan smiled, "It's quite alright, feel free to ramble away. Our relationship wasn't always a harmonious one. I'm just glad that this place, our place reflects that."

"I had once hopes of being like this." He looked around. "Few are so blessed, to have been in pits of misery and still found... contentment with another is rare." Ishakawa said and shook his head. "I sound like an old man looking back upon my few years." He chuckled.

"Nonsense, you don't sound like an old man at all. And yes, we are quite content now, we're not perfect, we fight like any couple I guess. And I'm not sure I fully understand the whole yin and yang concept, but I think I understand it enough to say it talks about us, not just our cabin.

Did you have someone that you were close to?"

"Died." Ishakawa said solemnly as he continued to look around.

A look of concern and compassion crossed Ethan's face and he put a comforting hand on Taro's shoulder. "I am sorry to hear about your loss. Would you like to talk about her, or him?"

"Battles have casualties; those that are weak invoke a price." He looked at the other wall. "I was weak she paid the price." He turned back casually. "She put her confidence in the wrong person... me."

Having completely forgotten that they were going to have company that evening, Dylan tapped the code into the door to the quarters that he shared with Ethan and before the door had even slid open he thundered "God dammit, I swear that Ensign Farquar is gonna be the death of me." and with that, his eyes settled on Taro and he shut his mouth abruptly, blushing a little as he finally found his voice again, "Um...sorry. Bad day at work."

Ethan narrowed his eyes and moved his hand from Taro's shoulder. "I was just about to pour some of the wine I brought, "he said, "I think we could all use it."

"Hello." Ishakawa said with a slight bow. "I am Taro Ishakawa, you must be Dylan Santiago, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Pleased to meet you too." Dylan awkwardly bowed back, "Sorry about that...I forgot that we were having someone over for dinner." he added sheepishly.

"We all have those days." Ishakawa said with a smile. "It is all part of the human condition." He alluded to. "Home is where you should feel the most able to express what is in you." He looked to Ethan. "Add have the friendly ear."

Ethan nodded as he poured three glasses of wine and handed one to his fiance and their guest, before taking a drink for himself."

"To finally being away from the stress of work." Ishakawa offered. "May the problems stay on opposite side of the door."

"Amen to that." Dylan tapped his glass against Ishakawa's then took a large gulp as if to rid his mouth of the bad taste his work day had left him with.

"I hope the lasagna helps too,"Ethan offered, as he moved to Dylan's side and gently kissed his cheek, "and we have another bottle of a new Bajoran Green wine we can drink, when we're done with this one."

"Now you're talking." Dylan kissed Ethan's cheek too, "We get out the good stuff when company comes over." he chuckled.

"Let us hope there is always occasion for the good stuff." Ishakawa said with a grin. "Once I have my quarters more to the traditional sense I shall have you both over for a Jqapanese meal." He thought. "Perhaps a holo program with the proper massage after a good meal?" Ishakawa said. "I know of a good massage house that is like a western Spa and resort; a good meal and massage then hot springs. It would be a relaxing evening to be sure."

"That sounds amazing." Dylan nodded eagerly, "Don't you think so?" he looked at Ethan.

"I agree," Ethan said quickly."Sounds like it could be fun. I think we could both use the time to relax."

" I think we can discuss that after dinner." Ishakawa joked. "I admit the smell is quite enticing." He laughed. "It is clouding my images of the program as the desire to indulge in the well cooked meal over-rides much else."

"Yeah, you'll love it. Ethan's cooking is the best." Dylan smiled as he gestured towards the table. "I should go change and then I'll be right with you." he headed for the bedroom.

"He's biased you know, "Ethan told his guest, "he thinks everything I do is the best, well except when we fight, but I do hope you like the food."

Ishakawa nodded. "That is how I am told it should be." He relayed knowing the food would be great as a guest one always complements the cook to be considered polite if necessary, to be honest in this case. "Mutual quarters, you must be coming close to the nuptials?" He inquired.

"Well, we've been living together since I was rescued, but yes we are close. As soon as we can both get some leave time together."

"Ishakawa chuckled, he had some leave time accumulated from his incarceration/ slavery time; though it was a type leave he did not care to indulge and could not transfer to another even if he wanted to.

Is hardest thing to coordinate the leave times between departments." Ishakawa noted. "If anything I can help with please let me know." His first response came out. "You would be surprised what OPS is capable of doing with just the asking, we serve everyone and as such sometimes have good relations with other departments that help grease the gears during requests?" He left the statement in the air to ponder. "You are friend, I would naturally do what I can." He said casually as he moved to look more around at the blending of the two souls in the quarters.

Ethan exchanged glances with Dylan. "That would awesome." He paused taking a sip of his wine, "don't take this the wrong way, but I could kiss you."

"I accept the gesture." Ishakawa said as he raised a glass. "What is good of having favors if cannot use for good reason?" He laughed. "I have no pressing need as I have a lady I am molding to be perfect and it will be another few weeks work until she is completed."

"You're molding a lady?" Dylan raised an eyebrow, not really sure that he understood was Taro was saying.

Ethan gave the Japanese officer a curious glance as well. "You mean like an android?"

"A Katana." He said. "I am making a Katana sword by the old methods, bend by bend under the Masters on the Holodeck I use a forge and I have the tools replicated. My Katana was lost, I broke it so not to fall into Orion hands now I must make my own." He had a far off look. "In the end she will be a beautiful naked blade that will restore my status and honor."

"I see," Ethan replied, "Well, that actually makes sense to me. I mean I'm not sure why breaking a sword, especially while you're doing an honorable thing, like trying not to be captured, could somehow impune your honor, but I can at least understand your desire to restore it."

"I would not allow it to be a prize to an Orion to be used or just something hanging on a wall with the story of a fallen warrior not strong enough to keep it." He replied. "Now when new blade is complete my Karma and bring back my honor." He nodded to them. "Bushido teaches that a Samurai need not have a sword to be a warrior, but having a loyal blade makes one a better weapon."

"And you consider yourself a weapon?" the doctor asked.

"The Hagakure states 'the Samurai way is found in Death." Ishakawa quoted. "As such I must be ready to be a weapon to protect those who cannot protect themselves."

"That is certainly a noble ideal, and as i said, one that I greatly admire, but why did you not chose security or intelligence if you wanted to be warrior?"

"Samurai means 'Servant' in Japanese." Ishakawa explained. "Operations is an honorable career; Admiral Yamamoto believed heavily in Logistics to complete his War Time Operations and used Trusted men in that capacity. I had enough combat before I fell to the Orions and while a slave I learned more in service in exchange for small amenities for the sick or women under slavery. I would work for better treatment of all of us. I am good with a sword but since I lived after the battle with my sword I am not a frontline warrior, I can serve them and give them all they need."

"That works for me." Ethan answered.

"Sounds very honourable." Dylan nodded in agreement, "Now how about we eat?" he suggested, "I'm famished." he added.

Ishakawa looked forward to the meal, he nod in his agreement and followed the others to the table.

"Dylan is a fortunate man, the best replicator is no match for a good cook." He laughed. "Do you have any suggestion of female company that might have the talent?" He joked.

"Sorry, I haven't met any...just crazy ones." Dylan replied as he took a seat, "But I'll keep my ear to the ground for you." he added, liking to play matchmaker wherever he could.

Ethan gave Dylanthe look "Uh, dear. Remember the last time we tried to play matchmaker with Nexi and Sinek? "

"You know the question was rhetorical?" Ishakawa covered. "I would do my own searching for the woman in question. It was a thing of small talk." He nod to them. I would prefer not to have someone around at present, I must learn my new department and would be almost in abuse in my lack of time I could give her at present."

Brushing off Ethan's glare, Dylan replied "Well all the same, I'll let you know if I spot anybody."

In response, Ethan briefly intensified his glare, before rolling his eyes. Then he moved to the kitchen and shortly brought out three plates of food and sat them on the table

"But I do thank you that the 'Crazy ones' you have met were not a good choice." Ishakawa joked. "I would have been more scared if you wanted to introduce me to ones you thought were crazy as they would be a match for me." He nod. "I am glad some do not think me crazy." He took in the aroma of the meal. "Ethan you are amazing, this is quite an upgrade for me, Thank you."

Ethan gave him a brief bow, before smiling at both men and taking a seat.

"What kind of a ship is the Hera; that is, what should I expect from the crew? Will it be a never ending line of requests or a quiet command where everything is; as the we Easterners say, it is all roses?"

"I like the ship and her crew, you have a bunch of spooks running around, so I don't exactly think it's a bed of roses."

"Yeah, it's not exactly a tranquil getaway around here." Dylan chuckled, thinking of what they had endured so far.

Ethan reached out his hand across the table, "No, but the company is worth it."

"I am grateful for that." Takahashi smiled.

'Trust me, so am I," Ethan said,"I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Me either." Dylan took Ethan's hand and squeezed it, "It's becoming a bit like a family around here." he smiled.

Ethan turned to their guest, shifting his focus away from his fiance,"How are you liking the ship, are you adjusting?"

"I find the work keeps the hours moving and the calendar progressing." Ishakawa said. "It is an adjustment but I like to think I am adapting at least as well as can be expected?" He shrugged. "I have no emergencies to attend so I take it my folding into the crew is going well."

"Good," Ethan replied, "and again if you ever want to talk about, you know, things I'm here for you. Well, we both are if you need us."

"Thank you for that." Ishakawa replied with a nod of the head. "It is good to know there are those that can be talked to. I will keep that in mind. Keeping out of the ship's Grapevine is another objective I have."

"You can trust both of us to keep your secrets." Ethan said.

"Hey I'm Intel." Dylan chuckled, "My secrets have secrets."

"To the shared secrets of the future." Ishakawa offered from the heart.

"To shared secrets." Ethan replied.

"I'll drink to that." Dylan joined in the toast, it was the start of what was to be a good evening.

OFF

Lieutenant Dylan Santiago
Chief of Intelligence
USS Hera

Lieutenant Taro Ishakawa
Chief of Operations
USS Hera


Lieutenant Commander Ethan Chaparral
CMO
USS Hera


OOC-Santiago: me too!