Sorry it took so long! Now that it is the weekend, expect chapter 4 before Monday.
Part 3
Harper was installing the landing program he had created especially for this module. The small ship had trouble on windy terrain. He looked up when Tyr entered the room.
"And what brings my favorite mercenary to this side of the 'ship?" Harper asked.
"I found this." Tyr held out a small disc. "I wanted to know what was on it. Do you think you can get it to work?"
"That? I'm sure whatever it is, Seamus Harper can crack it!" He reached up for the disc and examined it. "Oh, this is the good stuff. Very high-tech. Of course, not as good as Andromeda, but I can work around that. Give me twenty minutes." Tyr nodded and left him to his job. As soon as Harper had inserted the disc into the computer, Trance walked in.
"Harper, have you seen my book? I can't find it."
"Which book, sweets?"
"The one by that doctor. Hey, what are you doing? I thought you were supposed to be working on our module."
"I'm just doin' a little homework for Tyr. Wanna see?" Harper pushed a button, and a name, license, and address along with three images appeared on the screen.
"Harper!" Trance screeched. "That's mine!" She reached into the computer and pulled out the disc. The information on the screen disappeared. "Tell that-that- well, that really bad guy, not to touch my things!" She stormed off, and Harper heard her mutter, "First he steals my book, and now my discs!" He shook his head. That was one weird alien. Cute, but weird.
Meanwhile, Tyr had gotten impatient. He returned to Harper, only to find him working on the module again! "What are you doing? Don't tell me you've finished already."
Harper smirked. "Why of course I have! And in half the time I thought it would take."
"Then where is it?"
"Trance took it. 'Was real mad, too. Just where did you find that thing? She said it was hers."
"It was just lying on the ground. I had no way of knowing whom it belonged to. Do you remember what was on it?"
"As a matter of fact I…don't. But I always save everything, even before I read it. I have all the contents of the disc stored in my computer."
"Well good. Bring it up on the screen." Harper grumbled about being ordered, but he was curious himself. What was on the disc? The same information he had seen before came up.
"What do those numbers mean?" Tyr asked.
"Well, the first ones show the license, meaning that the second set of numbers is a starship. I don't recognize the name or the images, though two of them look like mini-Trances."
"The third looks human. Could that be the captain of the ship?"
"Quite possibly. Why don't you have Andromeda run a scan on them? She could tell you how to contact the ship, and maybe find birth records of the little ones." Tyr nodded, and went to the main bridge, where Rommie's image was on the main screen. "Can you send a message to this starship?" Tyr inserted the information into her computer.
After a few moments, Rommie said, "My database tells me there is no such ship. However, the name here is that of a human, being held in a prison on Dorsetti."
"What about the images?" The human came on screen.
"This is the man in prison. As for other two," The two purple images came on, "I cannot find anything. It is possible they are not real."
"You mean, someone made a digital image?"
"That is the only thing I can think of. If they are not in the databases, they cannot exist."
"What about Trance then?" Tyr questioned. "She isn't in your database."
Rommie frowned. "Your point is a good one. Maybe these beings are one of her kind, since we know nothing of them."
"Alright, I can see that. Why is this human imprisoned?"
"He let a primitive species know of space and other beings before they discovered it for themselves. On Dorsetti, that is a serious crime. He was sentenced for life."
"The species he contacted?" Tyr had a gut feeling that wherever this human had been, it was where Trance came from.
"Unknown. The location was either not recorded or has been erased." Tyr agreed and left to do some thinking.
Carefully, he weighed his options. He could confront Trance right now, but she had a way of slipping around him. He couldn't even kill her! So he had to bring someone with him….someone she trusted. Dylan was no good, he would say to mind their own business and let Trance do the right thing. Rev Bem would only add to that perspective. Tyr honestly thought Beka wouldn't care. As long as she gets the job done, what does it matter where she comes from? Harper was the only logical choice. He was close to Trance, and curious enough to not care about privacy. Tyr sighed. It seemed he would be working with the twit once again!
Part 3
Harper was installing the landing program he had created especially for this module. The small ship had trouble on windy terrain. He looked up when Tyr entered the room.
"And what brings my favorite mercenary to this side of the 'ship?" Harper asked.
"I found this." Tyr held out a small disc. "I wanted to know what was on it. Do you think you can get it to work?"
"That? I'm sure whatever it is, Seamus Harper can crack it!" He reached up for the disc and examined it. "Oh, this is the good stuff. Very high-tech. Of course, not as good as Andromeda, but I can work around that. Give me twenty minutes." Tyr nodded and left him to his job. As soon as Harper had inserted the disc into the computer, Trance walked in.
"Harper, have you seen my book? I can't find it."
"Which book, sweets?"
"The one by that doctor. Hey, what are you doing? I thought you were supposed to be working on our module."
"I'm just doin' a little homework for Tyr. Wanna see?" Harper pushed a button, and a name, license, and address along with three images appeared on the screen.
"Harper!" Trance screeched. "That's mine!" She reached into the computer and pulled out the disc. The information on the screen disappeared. "Tell that-that- well, that really bad guy, not to touch my things!" She stormed off, and Harper heard her mutter, "First he steals my book, and now my discs!" He shook his head. That was one weird alien. Cute, but weird.
Meanwhile, Tyr had gotten impatient. He returned to Harper, only to find him working on the module again! "What are you doing? Don't tell me you've finished already."
Harper smirked. "Why of course I have! And in half the time I thought it would take."
"Then where is it?"
"Trance took it. 'Was real mad, too. Just where did you find that thing? She said it was hers."
"It was just lying on the ground. I had no way of knowing whom it belonged to. Do you remember what was on it?"
"As a matter of fact I…don't. But I always save everything, even before I read it. I have all the contents of the disc stored in my computer."
"Well good. Bring it up on the screen." Harper grumbled about being ordered, but he was curious himself. What was on the disc? The same information he had seen before came up.
"What do those numbers mean?" Tyr asked.
"Well, the first ones show the license, meaning that the second set of numbers is a starship. I don't recognize the name or the images, though two of them look like mini-Trances."
"The third looks human. Could that be the captain of the ship?"
"Quite possibly. Why don't you have Andromeda run a scan on them? She could tell you how to contact the ship, and maybe find birth records of the little ones." Tyr nodded, and went to the main bridge, where Rommie's image was on the main screen. "Can you send a message to this starship?" Tyr inserted the information into her computer.
After a few moments, Rommie said, "My database tells me there is no such ship. However, the name here is that of a human, being held in a prison on Dorsetti."
"What about the images?" The human came on screen.
"This is the man in prison. As for other two," The two purple images came on, "I cannot find anything. It is possible they are not real."
"You mean, someone made a digital image?"
"That is the only thing I can think of. If they are not in the databases, they cannot exist."
"What about Trance then?" Tyr questioned. "She isn't in your database."
Rommie frowned. "Your point is a good one. Maybe these beings are one of her kind, since we know nothing of them."
"Alright, I can see that. Why is this human imprisoned?"
"He let a primitive species know of space and other beings before they discovered it for themselves. On Dorsetti, that is a serious crime. He was sentenced for life."
"The species he contacted?" Tyr had a gut feeling that wherever this human had been, it was where Trance came from.
"Unknown. The location was either not recorded or has been erased." Tyr agreed and left to do some thinking.
Carefully, he weighed his options. He could confront Trance right now, but she had a way of slipping around him. He couldn't even kill her! So he had to bring someone with him….someone she trusted. Dylan was no good, he would say to mind their own business and let Trance do the right thing. Rev Bem would only add to that perspective. Tyr honestly thought Beka wouldn't care. As long as she gets the job done, what does it matter where she comes from? Harper was the only logical choice. He was close to Trance, and curious enough to not care about privacy. Tyr sighed. It seemed he would be working with the twit once again!