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Gene Roddenberry's Andromeda
"Madison"
Chapter 7
Dylan kept his attention on the small girl who was only three feet away from them. She was sitting on the floor with her head in her hands. Was she okay? He couldn't tell, her hair was covering her face and the hands that were covering her face. Her whole world had been destroyed so long ago, or was she born into slavery? Either way it was sad that she never knew her parents, her family. All she's ever known was the mines and being owned like property. How could she live like that? She seems to be adjusting to freedom well enough.
"Dylan?" Beka asked taking him out of his trance. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he told Beka. "Are you okay?" Dylan asked directing his question to Madison.
"Me?" she asked looking up at Dylan.
"Yes you."
"I'm fine. Why?" Madison askedhim suspiously.
"No reason," Dylan told her.
"Madison, come over here, please," Rommie called the small girl, who complied with her orders.
"I thought they were your friends Rommie?" Madison asked her.
"So did I, but friends care about each other," Rommie told her.
"You know, Rommie, maybe Madison and I should take a walk," Harper suggested.
"Okay."
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"This place is so beautiful! What is this one called?" Madison asked Harper admiring a yellow and pink flower.
"I don't know. Trance knows. This is her garden. She loves these plants. She even names them! Silly, huh?" Harper told Madison.
"Oh. Who's Trance?"
"Trance is that purple babe in command," Harper explained.
"Can she come here and tell me what these plants are and what she names them? Please?" Madison pleaded with Harper.
"Umm...well I suppose we could ask Rommie if it's okay. Rommie?" Harper asked.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt anything if Trance came down there. She'll be down there in a few minutes," Rommie told Harper.
Minutes later, Trance entered her garden to find Madison and Harper waiting for her. "Hi Harper! Hi Madison! So what plant is your favorite, Madison?" Trance asked happily approaching Madison and Harper.
"I like this one," Madison said pointing out a pretty purple flowered plant, "what's it's name?"
"Oh this one's name is Gloria and it's a violet from Earth," Trance told her.
"I like purple," Madison told Trance.
"Oh! Me too!" Trance said excited. "Purple is a very wonderful color and not very many things are purple only flowers and dyed purple..."
"And you!" Madison pointed out.
"Me? Oh yes, I am. Maybe that's why I like purple so much, I don't know?"
"Maybe. Trance?"
"Yes Madison?
"Why are you purple?" she asked.
"Good question!" Harper told Madison.
"Umm, I don't know. I just am purple that's all," Trance told Madison, "I'm not sure why I'm purple and you're well...umm I guess it's sort of a peachy color or well not exactly, but..."
"It's skin color Trance!" Harper told her to keep her from mumbling.
"No, there's more than one skin color. For example, I'm purple and Tyr is a brown color," Trance told him.
"Fine! Fine! Fine! Whatever, it doesn't even really matter, so why are we arguing about it?"
"Cause you started it!" Trance said simply and Madison giggled at her answer.
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Gene Roddenberry's Andromeda
"Madison"
Chapter 7
Dylan kept his attention on the small girl who was only three feet away from them. She was sitting on the floor with her head in her hands. Was she okay? He couldn't tell, her hair was covering her face and the hands that were covering her face. Her whole world had been destroyed so long ago, or was she born into slavery? Either way it was sad that she never knew her parents, her family. All she's ever known was the mines and being owned like property. How could she live like that? She seems to be adjusting to freedom well enough.
"Dylan?" Beka asked taking him out of his trance. "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he told Beka. "Are you okay?" Dylan asked directing his question to Madison.
"Me?" she asked looking up at Dylan.
"Yes you."
"I'm fine. Why?" Madison askedhim suspiously.
"No reason," Dylan told her.
"Madison, come over here, please," Rommie called the small girl, who complied with her orders.
"I thought they were your friends Rommie?" Madison asked her.
"So did I, but friends care about each other," Rommie told her.
"You know, Rommie, maybe Madison and I should take a walk," Harper suggested.
"Okay."
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"This place is so beautiful! What is this one called?" Madison asked Harper admiring a yellow and pink flower.
"I don't know. Trance knows. This is her garden. She loves these plants. She even names them! Silly, huh?" Harper told Madison.
"Oh. Who's Trance?"
"Trance is that purple babe in command," Harper explained.
"Can she come here and tell me what these plants are and what she names them? Please?" Madison pleaded with Harper.
"Umm...well I suppose we could ask Rommie if it's okay. Rommie?" Harper asked.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt anything if Trance came down there. She'll be down there in a few minutes," Rommie told Harper.
Minutes later, Trance entered her garden to find Madison and Harper waiting for her. "Hi Harper! Hi Madison! So what plant is your favorite, Madison?" Trance asked happily approaching Madison and Harper.
"I like this one," Madison said pointing out a pretty purple flowered plant, "what's it's name?"
"Oh this one's name is Gloria and it's a violet from Earth," Trance told her.
"I like purple," Madison told Trance.
"Oh! Me too!" Trance said excited. "Purple is a very wonderful color and not very many things are purple only flowers and dyed purple..."
"And you!" Madison pointed out.
"Me? Oh yes, I am. Maybe that's why I like purple so much, I don't know?"
"Maybe. Trance?"
"Yes Madison?
"Why are you purple?" she asked.
"Good question!" Harper told Madison.
"Umm, I don't know. I just am purple that's all," Trance told Madison, "I'm not sure why I'm purple and you're well...umm I guess it's sort of a peachy color or well not exactly, but..."
"It's skin color Trance!" Harper told her to keep her from mumbling.
"No, there's more than one skin color. For example, I'm purple and Tyr is a brown color," Trance told him.
"Fine! Fine! Fine! Whatever, it doesn't even really matter, so why are we arguing about it?"
"Cause you started it!" Trance said simply and Madison giggled at her answer.
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