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REPRIMAND by shokabuku
"Harper!" Beka's longer legs had the advantage and she caught up to him before he could shut the door to the machine shop. "Harper, please.tell me what's wrong?"
Harper flung a flexi at her. "This is what's wrong.this is complete bullshit!" He stomped into the machine shop, yanked her in after him, locking the door. "Andromeda, privacy mode.and if you unlock that door for Captain Terrific anytime before I tell you to, you can kiss your routine maintenance goodbye.got it?"
Andromeda's hologram appeared before Harper, looking more than a little upset. "Harper, don't make me choose between you.he is my captain, you know."
"Yeah, well.I'm your freaking genius of an engineer. I'm the one who fixes you when he gets the shit blown out of you every other week.I'm the one who finds new ways to use old parts since he won't give me any funds to go buy you new ones.I mean, come on." Harper was so angry, his whole body was shaking and seething. Andromeda winked out of existence, rather than try to reason with Harper as he was.
Beka started to quote parts of the flexi out loud in her disbelief. "Misappropriation of equipment and supplies.who the hell does he think he is? That's your job.that's always been your job, and you're damn good at it." She looked at Harper, who was cracking open his second Sparky since they'd hit the machine shop. "Look, Seamus, I'll go talk to him. He just needs to realize that things aren't the same as when his precious little Commonwealth was around."
"Forget, boss. He can just bite me. If he thinks this finger-waggling flexi and its so-called punishment are things I'm actually going to listen to, he can try and fix this ship all by his lonesome. I love Andromeda, but I don't need this shit.not from anybody, and especially not from the King of the Pearly Whites." He slammed his Sparky down onto the nearest workbench, and then started throwing parts around, mumbling to himself.
"Harper, I'll talk to him.you will NOT be denied shore leave then next time we hit a planet, I promise. I know how much surfing means to you. If I have to, I'll sneak you out on the Maru, okay?"
Harper was still sorting through parts and tools, putting some into carryalls and throwing others on the floor. Beka moved closer and put a hand on his shoulder, trying to soothe his anger, and she could feel the shaking of his body. She could hear him talking while he sorted. "Mine.mine.asshole's.mine.Rommie's.mine.mine.mine."
Beka yanked him away from the workbench and spun him around to face her. She grabbed his chin in one hand and tilted his face up so he was looking in her eyes. "I swear to you, Seamus.I'll talk to him and get him to pull his head out of his butt. Nobody screws with my crew.nobody.and especially not my family.get it?"
Harper swallowed heavily, took a deep breath, and promptly got all the air squeezed right back out of him when Beka pulled him in for a bone-crushing hug. "Thanks, boss."
REPRIMAND by shokabuku
"Harper!" Beka's longer legs had the advantage and she caught up to him before he could shut the door to the machine shop. "Harper, please.tell me what's wrong?"
Harper flung a flexi at her. "This is what's wrong.this is complete bullshit!" He stomped into the machine shop, yanked her in after him, locking the door. "Andromeda, privacy mode.and if you unlock that door for Captain Terrific anytime before I tell you to, you can kiss your routine maintenance goodbye.got it?"
Andromeda's hologram appeared before Harper, looking more than a little upset. "Harper, don't make me choose between you.he is my captain, you know."
"Yeah, well.I'm your freaking genius of an engineer. I'm the one who fixes you when he gets the shit blown out of you every other week.I'm the one who finds new ways to use old parts since he won't give me any funds to go buy you new ones.I mean, come on." Harper was so angry, his whole body was shaking and seething. Andromeda winked out of existence, rather than try to reason with Harper as he was.
Beka started to quote parts of the flexi out loud in her disbelief. "Misappropriation of equipment and supplies.who the hell does he think he is? That's your job.that's always been your job, and you're damn good at it." She looked at Harper, who was cracking open his second Sparky since they'd hit the machine shop. "Look, Seamus, I'll go talk to him. He just needs to realize that things aren't the same as when his precious little Commonwealth was around."
"Forget, boss. He can just bite me. If he thinks this finger-waggling flexi and its so-called punishment are things I'm actually going to listen to, he can try and fix this ship all by his lonesome. I love Andromeda, but I don't need this shit.not from anybody, and especially not from the King of the Pearly Whites." He slammed his Sparky down onto the nearest workbench, and then started throwing parts around, mumbling to himself.
"Harper, I'll talk to him.you will NOT be denied shore leave then next time we hit a planet, I promise. I know how much surfing means to you. If I have to, I'll sneak you out on the Maru, okay?"
Harper was still sorting through parts and tools, putting some into carryalls and throwing others on the floor. Beka moved closer and put a hand on his shoulder, trying to soothe his anger, and she could feel the shaking of his body. She could hear him talking while he sorted. "Mine.mine.asshole's.mine.Rommie's.mine.mine.mine."
Beka yanked him away from the workbench and spun him around to face her. She grabbed his chin in one hand and tilted his face up so he was looking in her eyes. "I swear to you, Seamus.I'll talk to him and get him to pull his head out of his butt. Nobody screws with my crew.nobody.and especially not my family.get it?"
Harper swallowed heavily, took a deep breath, and promptly got all the air squeezed right back out of him when Beka pulled him in for a bone-crushing hug. "Thanks, boss."