Through the Looking Glass

Aboard the ship Alex went through all the daily tasks for the first time in awhile then got down to working on studying the computer systems. As he had managed to get a solid understanding of the communications systems and devices, the computers operated on a very similar concept. close enough that by the end of the day he had figured out the systems and realized all the work that was done for the communications equipment effectively translated into the computer tech as well, with very little difference.

He copied over the schematics of the computer system, the major difference, and even this was minor, but was exactly what the clean room was going to be needed for, and the production equipment. Using the help of the shipboard computer, which was vastly superior to any of the current super computers, Alex drafted up some schematic concepts for the equipment they would need to ramp up manufacturing. He quickly drafted up an email and had it sent to the office with the instructions to test the schematics out and get to having those produced and installed. It was getting late so he went to the sleeping cabin to get some rest.

It was a restful sleep, one of the deepest sleeps that Alex had ever experienced. As he slowly regained consciousness, the bed and sheets were the first things that triggered in his mind, exceptionally soft, and the bedding being just the perfect level of firmness. Maybe it's because he had not slept on the ship in quite awhile that he had forgotten just how comfortable the bed was. He just stretched in bed and rolled over to a side, unwilling to actually get up and signing contently, he doze back off, recalling how busy it had been the last couple of months left him little time for an actual break and proper rest..

a gentle weight came down on the bed, Alex paid it no mind and just kept dozing contently in the bed. It was the best feeling in the world, that time just before rising, when your the most relaxed. The time when the bedding feels just perfect, lulling you back to sleep even though you know you need to get up because there is a lot to do, but not so reluctantly the temptation of the bed wins.

A hand comes to rest gently on his head running its fingers through his hair and tucking strands of hair behind his ear, Alex just mumbles a bit 'I really need to get a haircut' he thinks. The hand just continues to gently pat his head for a few moments, a soft calm and charming voice speaks out "Darling, it's time to get up."

Alex sighs lightly, mumbles and rolls over slightly towards the weight on the bed and further into the hand on his head "five... more.... minutesss....." he mumbles lethargically the end nothing more than just the sound of air passing over his lips. The same soft charming voice chuckles lightly continuing to run the hand through his hair gently caressing his head. "Lex honey, it's almost nine in the morning. Remember we have that meeting to attend at eleven thirty?"

Alex sighs a bit and slowly opens his eyes. bringing his arms up and slowly rubs his face and eyes with his palms and stretches. The weight leaves the bed, and a soft kiss was placed on his forehead and then lips, the same warm charming voice speaking up

"Go, take a shower and freshen up, I laid out clothes for you in the bathroom. Meet me downstairs when your done I have breakfast, don't let it get cold." The soft steps and click of a door signals that the person had left the room.

Alex slowly rolls over and sits up, the sheets slowly slipping off his body, He sits up at the edge of the bed, feet touching the plush carpeted floor, his mind still dozing off, admiring the feel of the sheets on his skin, and the feel of the carpet under his feet. He slowly stands and makes his way to the bathroom.

Turning on the hot water for the shower, he yawns a bit and grabs a towel and clothes, taking the soap and razor into the shower as he spends the next thirty minutes in the shower cleaning up and shaving all the stubble growth of hair off of him. 'I wonder if I can make it so I don't grow hair anywhere I would have to shave it off. so annoying and time consuming.' he idly thinks as he showers and cleans up.

Getting out of the shower and drying off he starts to get dressed. He pulled out the blow-dryer and started drying off his hair, and applying curlers to his strawberry blond hair. 'I really probably should book a time with the stylist, this length is getting a bit unmanageable, and boring. might as well schedule to get my nails done as well.' he thought absentmindedly finishing up his morning routine

in the mirror reflection behind him hanging up on the wall was a medium dark grey suit blazer and bottom. The style was quite fetching in appearance and certainly was of a grade above the rest, The material was also quite comfortable.

Alex finished getting dressed, sat down at the vanity and began to apply makeup to his face. He applied just the right amounts of blush and eyeliner to accentuate his cheekbones, jawline, and eyes. Then chose a darker eyeshadow to apply that complimented his strawberry blond hair and topaz green eyes, and a rose colored lipstick.

He looked himself over in the mirror and appreciated his appearance a little. After all he did have the ideal image that he would have been captivated by at any bar when he had gone out to in the past. Checking his image, he left the room grabbing a matching handbag and pair of gloves for his suit. and smelled bacon and sausage waffling up from downstairs.

Making his way into the kitchen to get breakfast, A charmingly warm voice calls out "Your finally down." it says with some humor "I knew it would take you an extra time, so actually I woke you up earlier, and waited till about 10 minutes ago to start making breakfast."

A tall man with black hair and a solid build from what could be seen from the back, his shirt barely managing to contain his shoulders and arms, and a full head of dark hair slicked back. He turned with the contents of the frying pan in hand he began dumping it out on a plate, along with another plate that was already loaded with food. The man not only had a striking appearance from his build, but his face was not too bad looking either.

The sight though caught Alex off-guard and a wave of confusion went through his mind and across his face. The man sees this and slowly approaches reaching out a hand and placing it on his cheek. The man was taller than Alex, he figured that he was a good six to seven inches taller, which would put him almost close to seven feet tall, when thinking that Alex himself was about six foot four.

But what was really confusing was that Alex was absolutely sure that he had gone to sleep alone. And was aboard the ship last night, and he certainly didn't have another guy on the ship, and would never have tolerated such physical contact with them.

"Lex, is everything ok?" he asked concerningly

Growing confusion goes through Alex's head "wh...." and a slowly dawning realization "Ash? wha...what are you doing here?" Recognition and then trepidation enter his voice, as his body starts to tense up.

Ash just stands there and laughs softly "And what wouldn't I be doing here, silly?" he lightly flicks Alex's forehead "Why I'm waking up my dear wife and making her breakfast so that she can go do well at the investors meeting this morning."

Alex now is stunned in shock and confusion "W...Wife... who's your wife?"

Ash just stands there and laughs in mirth "I know right? Sometimes I still have to get used to it as well, calling you my wife and all. Even after several months." he laughs "you must have been in a dead sleep to still be so confused this morning. You do look lovely by the way, that outfit and hair style is quite charming."

Alex turns his head slightly and sees the two of them in the hall mirror of the house. Except that It isn't Ash and Alex standing there, but Ash and some woman, but the woman in the mirror was in the position next to Ash where he currently was. And if the mirror was anything to go by, Ash wasn't close to seven feet tall but closer to about maybe six one or two. The woman was around five foot five. And had a clearly confused expression on her face, similar to what he figured his own face should look like with the confused look that is.