Author: Amicitia
Rating: PG-13 (for language, but not much, and some violence)
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, please don't sue. I'm just a highschool freshmen, I have no money.
Summary: When the Andromeda is docked with a commerce station, Trance is arrested for the crimes of her people.
Authors Notes: There wasn't much Harper/Trance angst in the last one like I said there was going to be, but the story took a different direction. There will be a little more violence in this one than before. This is sorta the climax of the story.
P.S. My computer is still busted so I'll try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible.
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"We should have heard from them by now." Dylan paced pensively back and forth on the Command deck of the Andromeda with his hands clasped behind his back, his knuckles almost turning white.
"Knowing the boy, the little genius probably screwed up and is sitting in a cell somewhere." Tyr spoke up from his position on Andromeda's slipstream chair.
"We should have gone after him. I mean, this is Harper, who knows what he's gotten himself into." Beka was standing on the inner corner of the entrance arch of Andromeda's Command deck fiddling with her comm.
"We couldn't have known what he was going to do, Beka." Dylan had stopped pacing and was searching the sensor equipment for any sign of the Maru.
"Umm..." Rev started as he walked onto Command. "I do not me to start yet another quarrel between you but I believe that we indeed should have guest what Harper would have done."
"Oh...and why is that, did the Divine give us some unspoken clue." Tyr replied sarcastically.
"Indeed, I believe it did. We should have known about his reaction from the way both he and Trance have been acting for the past couple of weeks."
Dylan turned around to face the Magog standing before him. "What do you mean?"
"I could be wrong of course, but it occurred to me that they have been acting rather strange around each other lately."
"Rev...elaborate please."
But before Rev could answer it was Tyr that spoke up. "He means that our youngest crew members have been 'screwing' behind everyone's back."
"No, by the Divine...no that's not what I mean at all. I just mean that the two of them seemed to care for each other a great deal more than they were letting on."
"Of course.....dammit..why didn't I see this...I'm the Captain, I'm supposed to know my crew." Dylan stopped, placing his head in his hands.
"Dylan, you couldn't have known, I didn't even know, there was nothing to know. Trance and Harper are the most secretive people on this ship. If they didn't want us to know something, they have all the skills and practice to keep it from us." Beka placed a comforting hand on Dylan's shoulder. "Besides, even if we had known, how could we have known that Harper would pull something as crazy as this?"
Beka paused as she remembered Dylan's first words. "What do you mean 'of course'?"
"When I walked onto Command with the Ambassador, they were...close...not just friends close,, if you know what I mean. And even if it had been, they jumped away from each other far too quickly for it to be just 'friends' close."
"Dylan...I don't mean to interrupt, but we have an incoming transmission from the planets surface." Rev said from behind the Andromeda's sensor console.
"Patch it through."
The Plarisian Ambassadors face filled the Andromeda's view screen and he had a sour look on his face. "What is the meaning of this Captain, I told you that we would give your crew member a fair trial."
"I don't think I understand what you mean Ambassador."
"I mean the member of your crew, the young engineer, that infiltrated our military installation last night."
"Ambassador, I guarantee you that I did not know about his actions until it was too late to stop him."
"I would like to believe that Captain. But unfortunately the public does not. And our High Counsel will not risk riots in our cities."
"What do you mean Ambassador?" Dylan was beginning to worry that he already knew the answer.
"The Serilan and the engineer will be executed at dawn as an example that our people will no longer tolerate being... The Ambassador paused, an incredulous look on his face. I believe the human phrase is, 'pushed around'."
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"And who, pray tell, are you?" Harper asked as Orion stepped out of the shadows of their cell.
"Oh! I forgot! Trance said in an apologetic tone. Harper this is Orion, he has been here for five years." Trance grabbed Harper's arm and pulled him over to where they were out of Orion's ear shot. She then turned to whisper in Harper's ear. "They killed his wife and son."
"Oh." Harper muttered under his breath.
"So..is this the 'friend' that is supposed to come and rescue us?" Orion said in a sarcastic tone.
"Umm...yeah."
"Huh....gee..what a rescue..you have my eternal thanks."
"Hey look buddy...." But Harper didn't have time to finish his sentence as the door to their cell creaked open to reveal yet another muscle bound guard.
"You two, come with me," the Plarisan guard pointed to Harper and Trance.
Orion stood up and faced the guard. "And what about me?" He asked, an anger and hatredbehind his green eyes, but all the while, pleading with them as well.
"High Counsel says that you're to stay here."
"No, please, no more cell." Orion then proceeded to lunge at the guard screaming, "NO MORE CELL!"
But Orion didn't get five feet from the guard before he pulled out a gun and shot Orion in the stomach.
"NO!" Trance screamed and tried to rush to Orion's side. But Harper grabbed her around her waiste and held her back. "There's nothing you can do Trance, he's gone." Harper whispered comfortingly into her. "No...." Trance quivered, tears running down her cheeks.
"Stupid old man."
Trance turned on the guard with a look on her face that scared even Harper.
"You shut up! You didn't know him! You killed his family! He had nothing else to live for!"
"How touching, come on, the High Counsel requests milord and milady's presence in the Justice Chamber." The guard said mockingly.
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"What do we do now!" Beka yelled from the corner of Andromeda's Command deck.
"I'm not going to wait around for them to execute two members of my crew. Tyr, Beka, get some weapons...we're going down to that planet." Dylan ordered as he walked of Command.
Tyr and Beka looked at each other and then followed Dylan off the deck, leaving Rev standing by the sensor station.
Rev made a short prayer and turned back to his duties. "May the Divine protect and watch over them."
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Trance and Harper were led by their guard to a large, official looking room, decorated with royal and judicial tapestries, where five elder looking Plarisians sat behind a large wooden table.
"These are the two perpetrators you asked for." There guard said as he stepped aside, exposing Trance and Harper to the scrupelating gaze of the Plarisian elders.
Each of the elders had colorful saches across there chests, bearing the Plarisian crest on the upper corner. The two on the end of the table wore purple saches, while the two next to them wore red. But the Plarisian in the middle wore a white sach the seemed to bear great importance because the other Plarisians seemed to cower away from him.
The elder in the middle of the group stood up and walked around the side of the table to come face to face with Harper and Trance.
"You know...you only made it worse for the both of you by trying to rescue your little friend. Now both of you will have to suffer the consequences of your actions." The Plarisian said smugly.
"What actions! She hasn't done anything! She hadn't even been born yet when that planet was destroyed!" Harper exploded at the elder, who held up his hand and walked back behind the table.
The Plarisian's gaze turned hard and he gave Harper a look that could have killed a Nightsider. "That planet, young man, was the home of four billion of my people. All of which are now dead!"
"And her fate is not for you to decide, boy. We may have decided she was innocent in court, but now we will never know."
"What are you talking about?"
"Because of your actions we come to the conclusion that your friend here is guilty, otherwise you would not have tried to rescue her. So now the both of you will pay the consequences. You will be executed at dawn." The Plarisian waved his hand and motioned for the guard to take them out of the room.
"Wait a minute! You can't do this!" Both Trance and Harper screamed and kicked as they were dragged away by the massive Plarisian guards and thrown into a nearby cell.
The cell wasn't as dark or murky as the one they had last been in. But it had another aura to it. Hopelessness, death.....
"Dammit!" Harper kicked one of the stone walls in frustration as he turned to see Trance collapsed on the ground, her head in her knees and her tail wrapped around her.
He walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his lap, cradeling her between her knees. "Hey, it'll be OK, Dylan and Beka and the others are probably already on their way."
"They killed him...." Trance said, trying, unsuccesfully to stifle back tears. "He didn't even do anything and they killed him." She sobbed into Harper's shoulder as he held her in his arms, lending her his support and brushing a purple strand of hair out of her eyes.
"He's OK now, he can be with his family."
"He shouldn't have had to die."
"No..no, he shouldn't have had to die. Hey Trance?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you umm...did you mean what you said, on the Andromeda?"
Trance wiggled in Harpers arms to turn around and face him. She looked into his deep blue eyes and sighed, 'damn! He's getting himself killed because of me, because I love him, I never should have left home, now I'm putting what few friends I have in danger.'
"Umm.....yeah, yeah, I did."
Harper smiled a sad smile, and his eyes turned glassy at the threat of unshed tears, as his lips descended on hers. Closing his eyes he kissed her slowly, but with increasing passion. Pausing he looked up into Trance's brown eyes.
Smiling for the first time in the past 12 hours Trance said, "Mmmm, well, it's about time you did that."
"Excuse me?" Harper asked, raising an eyebrow. "I don't know if you've noticed but it's not like you have done anything about it."
"Hey! Isn't it you who's always telling me about the boy asks girl concept?"
"That's not the point, you're not aloud to blame me for waiting until we're about to die to finally kiss you."
"Well then maybe I'll just have to initiate the next one." Trance smiled and leaned in and kissed him. Harper leaned forward, laying her on her back.
"Harper..." Trance said, trying hard to catch her breath.
"Yeah?"
"I think you should know something."
"What is it?"
"I've never actually...that is to say..I haven't ever." Trance was turning redder by the minute and she looked up to see Harper with a big grin on his face.
"Seamus Zelazny Harper, are you laughing at me?" Trance frowned and squirmed under his body.
"Never, I would never laugh at the sparkly purple babe that is Trance Gemini." Harper responded, smiling.
"Well as much as I appreciate that there is still the little fact that I have never actually...and..."
Harper put his finger up to Trance's lips to quiet her, he leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "I love you Trance Gemini."
Trance looked up at Harper and kissed him again, giving into his embrace.
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"This is pointless and full hardy, even if we had been able to pull a stunt like this off earlier. Now the security around them with be twice as heavy." Tyr sulked while walking behind Beka and Dylan.
"Tyr...SHUT UP!" Both Dylan and Beka yelled at Tyr before turning back around and continuing down the streets of Quintal while looking for the Plarisian military base.
They had found the Maru on the other side of the planet and had followed, what they thought was the route Harper had taken to the planets main city. The city was bustling while people prepared for the coming dawn. Beka shuddered in discust. This is sick, all these people were running around all excited because there is going to be an execution, an execution of my crew, my friends.
Dylan turned around to face Tyr and Beka, "OK, here's what we're going to do, Beka, talk to the locals. See if you can find out where they are being held in the compound. Tyr, you're coming with me, we're going to have a little chat with the Plarisian elders. We'll meet in front of the Plarisian military base in 3 hours."
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Beka had been wandering the streets of Quintal for over 2 hours, and she was getting worried that she wouldn't be able to find any information on Harper and Trance. It seems that the Plarisian elders sent out a planet wide notice, telling the people not only about Trance and Harper, but about Dylan and the rest of the crew of Andromeda as well. Because when ever she went up to someone to ask them questions they would either back away slowly or give her a dirty look. One Plarisian, that looked to be about 8 years old, even spit on her.
She walked up to the front of the Plarisian military base where she found Dylan and Tyr waiting, with very solemn looks on their faces.
"So I take it you had just about as much luck as I did?" Beka asked sarcastically, shuving her hands into the pockets of her work pants.
Dylan turned to see Beka walking toward them. "The Plarisian elders say that the crimes of Trance's people, combined with the Harper's break in, that they don't deserve to have a trial."
"That is the biggest joke I have ever heard, they were just looking for a reason not to go through a trial. I told you that she would only be a marder to them. Now they have two." Tyr was leaning against one of the large support beams that held up the bases large, decorative mantle.
"Well then I guess we're going to have to do this the Nietzchean way." Dylan pulled his Force lance out of its holster at his waist. "We'll blast our way in."
"Well it's about time you came to your senses." Tyr began to walk up the steps of the base and then turned to look at Beka. "Are you coming?"
Beka pulled her Force lance from its habitual place at her side. "Let's rock and roll."
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"Hey." Trance rolled over on her side and looked up into Harper's blue eyes.
"Hey yourself." Harper said, smiling.
"It's almost dawn."
"Yeah, it is."
Harper brushed a piece of blond hair out of Trance's face and kissed her softly.
That was when the door to their cell opened to reveal two very large Plarisian guards. "Well..isn't this sweet. The two little convicts are bonding." The guard said in a mocking sing song voice.
"Get up, it's time for the show."
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Dun Dun Dun!!! Next chapter will be up as soon as I get my computer fixed.
Rating: PG-13 (for language, but not much, and some violence)
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, please don't sue. I'm just a highschool freshmen, I have no money.
Summary: When the Andromeda is docked with a commerce station, Trance is arrested for the crimes of her people.
Authors Notes: There wasn't much Harper/Trance angst in the last one like I said there was going to be, but the story took a different direction. There will be a little more violence in this one than before. This is sorta the climax of the story.
P.S. My computer is still busted so I'll try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible.
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"We should have heard from them by now." Dylan paced pensively back and forth on the Command deck of the Andromeda with his hands clasped behind his back, his knuckles almost turning white.
"Knowing the boy, the little genius probably screwed up and is sitting in a cell somewhere." Tyr spoke up from his position on Andromeda's slipstream chair.
"We should have gone after him. I mean, this is Harper, who knows what he's gotten himself into." Beka was standing on the inner corner of the entrance arch of Andromeda's Command deck fiddling with her comm.
"We couldn't have known what he was going to do, Beka." Dylan had stopped pacing and was searching the sensor equipment for any sign of the Maru.
"Umm..." Rev started as he walked onto Command. "I do not me to start yet another quarrel between you but I believe that we indeed should have guest what Harper would have done."
"Oh...and why is that, did the Divine give us some unspoken clue." Tyr replied sarcastically.
"Indeed, I believe it did. We should have known about his reaction from the way both he and Trance have been acting for the past couple of weeks."
Dylan turned around to face the Magog standing before him. "What do you mean?"
"I could be wrong of course, but it occurred to me that they have been acting rather strange around each other lately."
"Rev...elaborate please."
But before Rev could answer it was Tyr that spoke up. "He means that our youngest crew members have been 'screwing' behind everyone's back."
"No, by the Divine...no that's not what I mean at all. I just mean that the two of them seemed to care for each other a great deal more than they were letting on."
"Of course.....dammit..why didn't I see this...I'm the Captain, I'm supposed to know my crew." Dylan stopped, placing his head in his hands.
"Dylan, you couldn't have known, I didn't even know, there was nothing to know. Trance and Harper are the most secretive people on this ship. If they didn't want us to know something, they have all the skills and practice to keep it from us." Beka placed a comforting hand on Dylan's shoulder. "Besides, even if we had known, how could we have known that Harper would pull something as crazy as this?"
Beka paused as she remembered Dylan's first words. "What do you mean 'of course'?"
"When I walked onto Command with the Ambassador, they were...close...not just friends close,, if you know what I mean. And even if it had been, they jumped away from each other far too quickly for it to be just 'friends' close."
"Dylan...I don't mean to interrupt, but we have an incoming transmission from the planets surface." Rev said from behind the Andromeda's sensor console.
"Patch it through."
The Plarisian Ambassadors face filled the Andromeda's view screen and he had a sour look on his face. "What is the meaning of this Captain, I told you that we would give your crew member a fair trial."
"I don't think I understand what you mean Ambassador."
"I mean the member of your crew, the young engineer, that infiltrated our military installation last night."
"Ambassador, I guarantee you that I did not know about his actions until it was too late to stop him."
"I would like to believe that Captain. But unfortunately the public does not. And our High Counsel will not risk riots in our cities."
"What do you mean Ambassador?" Dylan was beginning to worry that he already knew the answer.
"The Serilan and the engineer will be executed at dawn as an example that our people will no longer tolerate being... The Ambassador paused, an incredulous look on his face. I believe the human phrase is, 'pushed around'."
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"And who, pray tell, are you?" Harper asked as Orion stepped out of the shadows of their cell.
"Oh! I forgot! Trance said in an apologetic tone. Harper this is Orion, he has been here for five years." Trance grabbed Harper's arm and pulled him over to where they were out of Orion's ear shot. She then turned to whisper in Harper's ear. "They killed his wife and son."
"Oh." Harper muttered under his breath.
"So..is this the 'friend' that is supposed to come and rescue us?" Orion said in a sarcastic tone.
"Umm...yeah."
"Huh....gee..what a rescue..you have my eternal thanks."
"Hey look buddy...." But Harper didn't have time to finish his sentence as the door to their cell creaked open to reveal yet another muscle bound guard.
"You two, come with me," the Plarisan guard pointed to Harper and Trance.
Orion stood up and faced the guard. "And what about me?" He asked, an anger and hatredbehind his green eyes, but all the while, pleading with them as well.
"High Counsel says that you're to stay here."
"No, please, no more cell." Orion then proceeded to lunge at the guard screaming, "NO MORE CELL!"
But Orion didn't get five feet from the guard before he pulled out a gun and shot Orion in the stomach.
"NO!" Trance screamed and tried to rush to Orion's side. But Harper grabbed her around her waiste and held her back. "There's nothing you can do Trance, he's gone." Harper whispered comfortingly into her. "No...." Trance quivered, tears running down her cheeks.
"Stupid old man."
Trance turned on the guard with a look on her face that scared even Harper.
"You shut up! You didn't know him! You killed his family! He had nothing else to live for!"
"How touching, come on, the High Counsel requests milord and milady's presence in the Justice Chamber." The guard said mockingly.
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"What do we do now!" Beka yelled from the corner of Andromeda's Command deck.
"I'm not going to wait around for them to execute two members of my crew. Tyr, Beka, get some weapons...we're going down to that planet." Dylan ordered as he walked of Command.
Tyr and Beka looked at each other and then followed Dylan off the deck, leaving Rev standing by the sensor station.
Rev made a short prayer and turned back to his duties. "May the Divine protect and watch over them."
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Trance and Harper were led by their guard to a large, official looking room, decorated with royal and judicial tapestries, where five elder looking Plarisians sat behind a large wooden table.
"These are the two perpetrators you asked for." There guard said as he stepped aside, exposing Trance and Harper to the scrupelating gaze of the Plarisian elders.
Each of the elders had colorful saches across there chests, bearing the Plarisian crest on the upper corner. The two on the end of the table wore purple saches, while the two next to them wore red. But the Plarisian in the middle wore a white sach the seemed to bear great importance because the other Plarisians seemed to cower away from him.
The elder in the middle of the group stood up and walked around the side of the table to come face to face with Harper and Trance.
"You know...you only made it worse for the both of you by trying to rescue your little friend. Now both of you will have to suffer the consequences of your actions." The Plarisian said smugly.
"What actions! She hasn't done anything! She hadn't even been born yet when that planet was destroyed!" Harper exploded at the elder, who held up his hand and walked back behind the table.
The Plarisian's gaze turned hard and he gave Harper a look that could have killed a Nightsider. "That planet, young man, was the home of four billion of my people. All of which are now dead!"
"And her fate is not for you to decide, boy. We may have decided she was innocent in court, but now we will never know."
"What are you talking about?"
"Because of your actions we come to the conclusion that your friend here is guilty, otherwise you would not have tried to rescue her. So now the both of you will pay the consequences. You will be executed at dawn." The Plarisian waved his hand and motioned for the guard to take them out of the room.
"Wait a minute! You can't do this!" Both Trance and Harper screamed and kicked as they were dragged away by the massive Plarisian guards and thrown into a nearby cell.
The cell wasn't as dark or murky as the one they had last been in. But it had another aura to it. Hopelessness, death.....
"Dammit!" Harper kicked one of the stone walls in frustration as he turned to see Trance collapsed on the ground, her head in her knees and her tail wrapped around her.
He walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his lap, cradeling her between her knees. "Hey, it'll be OK, Dylan and Beka and the others are probably already on their way."
"They killed him...." Trance said, trying, unsuccesfully to stifle back tears. "He didn't even do anything and they killed him." She sobbed into Harper's shoulder as he held her in his arms, lending her his support and brushing a purple strand of hair out of her eyes.
"He's OK now, he can be with his family."
"He shouldn't have had to die."
"No..no, he shouldn't have had to die. Hey Trance?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you umm...did you mean what you said, on the Andromeda?"
Trance wiggled in Harpers arms to turn around and face him. She looked into his deep blue eyes and sighed, 'damn! He's getting himself killed because of me, because I love him, I never should have left home, now I'm putting what few friends I have in danger.'
"Umm.....yeah, yeah, I did."
Harper smiled a sad smile, and his eyes turned glassy at the threat of unshed tears, as his lips descended on hers. Closing his eyes he kissed her slowly, but with increasing passion. Pausing he looked up into Trance's brown eyes.
Smiling for the first time in the past 12 hours Trance said, "Mmmm, well, it's about time you did that."
"Excuse me?" Harper asked, raising an eyebrow. "I don't know if you've noticed but it's not like you have done anything about it."
"Hey! Isn't it you who's always telling me about the boy asks girl concept?"
"That's not the point, you're not aloud to blame me for waiting until we're about to die to finally kiss you."
"Well then maybe I'll just have to initiate the next one." Trance smiled and leaned in and kissed him. Harper leaned forward, laying her on her back.
"Harper..." Trance said, trying hard to catch her breath.
"Yeah?"
"I think you should know something."
"What is it?"
"I've never actually...that is to say..I haven't ever." Trance was turning redder by the minute and she looked up to see Harper with a big grin on his face.
"Seamus Zelazny Harper, are you laughing at me?" Trance frowned and squirmed under his body.
"Never, I would never laugh at the sparkly purple babe that is Trance Gemini." Harper responded, smiling.
"Well as much as I appreciate that there is still the little fact that I have never actually...and..."
Harper put his finger up to Trance's lips to quiet her, he leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "I love you Trance Gemini."
Trance looked up at Harper and kissed him again, giving into his embrace.
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"This is pointless and full hardy, even if we had been able to pull a stunt like this off earlier. Now the security around them with be twice as heavy." Tyr sulked while walking behind Beka and Dylan.
"Tyr...SHUT UP!" Both Dylan and Beka yelled at Tyr before turning back around and continuing down the streets of Quintal while looking for the Plarisian military base.
They had found the Maru on the other side of the planet and had followed, what they thought was the route Harper had taken to the planets main city. The city was bustling while people prepared for the coming dawn. Beka shuddered in discust. This is sick, all these people were running around all excited because there is going to be an execution, an execution of my crew, my friends.
Dylan turned around to face Tyr and Beka, "OK, here's what we're going to do, Beka, talk to the locals. See if you can find out where they are being held in the compound. Tyr, you're coming with me, we're going to have a little chat with the Plarisian elders. We'll meet in front of the Plarisian military base in 3 hours."
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Beka had been wandering the streets of Quintal for over 2 hours, and she was getting worried that she wouldn't be able to find any information on Harper and Trance. It seems that the Plarisian elders sent out a planet wide notice, telling the people not only about Trance and Harper, but about Dylan and the rest of the crew of Andromeda as well. Because when ever she went up to someone to ask them questions they would either back away slowly or give her a dirty look. One Plarisian, that looked to be about 8 years old, even spit on her.
She walked up to the front of the Plarisian military base where she found Dylan and Tyr waiting, with very solemn looks on their faces.
"So I take it you had just about as much luck as I did?" Beka asked sarcastically, shuving her hands into the pockets of her work pants.
Dylan turned to see Beka walking toward them. "The Plarisian elders say that the crimes of Trance's people, combined with the Harper's break in, that they don't deserve to have a trial."
"That is the biggest joke I have ever heard, they were just looking for a reason not to go through a trial. I told you that she would only be a marder to them. Now they have two." Tyr was leaning against one of the large support beams that held up the bases large, decorative mantle.
"Well then I guess we're going to have to do this the Nietzchean way." Dylan pulled his Force lance out of its holster at his waist. "We'll blast our way in."
"Well it's about time you came to your senses." Tyr began to walk up the steps of the base and then turned to look at Beka. "Are you coming?"
Beka pulled her Force lance from its habitual place at her side. "Let's rock and roll."
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"Hey." Trance rolled over on her side and looked up into Harper's blue eyes.
"Hey yourself." Harper said, smiling.
"It's almost dawn."
"Yeah, it is."
Harper brushed a piece of blond hair out of Trance's face and kissed her softly.
That was when the door to their cell opened to reveal two very large Plarisian guards. "Well..isn't this sweet. The two little convicts are bonding." The guard said in a mocking sing song voice.
"Get up, it's time for the show."
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Dun Dun Dun!!! Next chapter will be up as soon as I get my computer fixed.