Summary: I personally (despite what i write in my stories) think that Trance and Harper secretly love each other-but haven't told each other. If you get what i mean...Any way, so i've dedicated these stories to the two of them. Oh and it's set about a day after Runaway. // = thoughts italics = song words
Rating: Not very high. Probably about a PG or PG-13 depends i guess, on your point of view.
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SEQUEL:Yup this is a sequel to Runaway
"Harper?!" Trance rounded a corner at top speed and ran straight into Harper, "Sorry, i didn't see you."
"S'ok. What are you doing up this early? It's 6 in the morning."
"Well, err." Trance stuttered as she tryed to come up with a plausible excuse until she hit the jackpot, "What are you doing up at 6 in the morning."
Instant role-reversal, Andromeda observed the awarkwardness transfer from Trance to Harper and almost started laughing inside her circuits. She knew what both of them had been doing...
"Uhhh. Can't say?" Harper looked sheepishly at Trance, //Damn! Why'd I have to run into Trance right now? Am I going red? Oh please god no! Not the blushing!"// It was true. A red tinge was beginning to fill his cheeks, "How about this. I won't ask what you were doing if you don't ask what I was doing -deal?"
"Done!" relieved Trance quickly left the scene. She had left in such a hurry however, that she had failed to notice that Harper had kept one hand behind hs back the whole time...
//Funny. She looked almost, almost glad that i wasn't gonna ask what she was doing! Gee, she looked almost as embarrassed too. Ahh well Seamus she's still gorgeous no matter what!// Harper carried on walking towards his room concealing his package by tucking half of it into his pants beneath his shirt. Finally he reached his destination: a none-to-tidy room full of what can only decribed as "stuff". Reaching under his bed he pulled out a small stasis chamber, getting out his package he carefully un-wrapped it. It was a collection of flowers from the Hydroponics Bay. After placing them softly into the stasis unit he pushed it back under the bed -out of sight.
Striding over to a custom built music system, he opted for the computer to select a file at random and promtly collapsed onto a sofa.
Harpers room was very different to Trances in one major way. His wasn't tidy. Posters of semi-naked woman (alien and human), heavy metal bands and rock groups covered the walls, while tools, half-finished projects and junk littered the floor until it was barely visable. A blue sofa was infront of the sound system while it's friend (the other blue sofa) had been pushed to one side to make more floor room. An un-made bed also sat in a corner, dark blue sheets that were supposed to be covering slightly thinner light blue sheets instead lay twisted and crumpled in a heap at the bottom.
//Hmm, Trance has a really fine body, not to mention a wicked tail!//
As the song started Harper leant back and listened, having never heard it before.
One thing that makes it all complete,
You find it in the strangest places,
Places you never knew it could be.
Some find it in the face of their children,
Some find it in their lovers eyes,
Who can deny the joy it brings,
When you find that special thing,
You're flying without wings.
Some in the solitary night, You find it in the words of others, Some find it to make you laugh.
You find it in the deepest friendships,
The kind you cherish, all your life.
And when you know how much that means,
You've found that special thing,
You're flying without wings.
"Or, maybe you could just actually do it!!" Andromeda (the hologram) appeared behind Harper, who in turn, span round.
"Excuse me? Don't you knock?"
"Oh yes Harper. But this is the hologram version -I can't."
"Ha ha. Couldn't you have waited till the morning, then Rommie could've knocked!"
"Maybe. Maybe not. But you might have already made up your mind by then. So i'm hear to tell you now. Don't worry about what Trance says to your, umm, question."
Shocked Harper stared at Holo-Rommie, "How'd you know what I was thinking?!"
"Perhaps you should think in your head?" Holo-Rommie suggested,
"Oh," Looking embarrassed Seamus sat down.
"Look Harper I see and hear every thing that goes on in this ship. And I say that you shouldn't worry about what Trance will say okay? She's not asleep either by the way. She's on the command deck." And with that last comment holo-rommie blinked out of exisitance like a light bulb.
Grinning, Harper took out the flowers and sprinted towards the command deck, all his worries forgotten.
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