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Beka ran down the hall to try and work off the Neitzschean energy. She was already soaking wet with sweat and tired, but felt as if she as if she had been hit by lightning. 'No wonder Tyr exercises so much.'
*THUMP* Beka crashed into somebody turning one of the corners.
"HEY! Watch where you're going!" The person yelled. Beka stood up to see who she had slammed into. Her jaw dropped and hit the floor with a audible pop.
"HARPER?!" Beka looked at him. He had been running too. But, not only was Harper running, he was wearing Tyr's clothes. Or metal. Whatever. He had on a chainmail shirt, that was way too big for him, and a pair of leather pants.
"Harper, why are you wearing that?!"
"What? This? I dunno. I just put it on this morning. It felt.....'right'." Harper looked down at the threads.
"I should change?"
"Yes. Unless you want Tyr to find out you're wearing his clothes."
"Uh oh." Beka raised an eyebrow as Harper took off like the hounds of hell were at his feet.
"It's nice to see I still invoke the fear of God into the boy." Beka jumped. 'How the hell does he do that?!'
"Yeah." Beka had the urge to flex her muscles. 'Maybe because I'm feeling Tyr's "Alpha Male" thing?' Oh well. She flexed her muscles anyway.
Tyr snorted. He noticed Beka flexing her muscles. He flexed his.
She flexed hers again.
He flexed his chest muscles.
She flexed her butt muscles.
Tyr's jaw dropped.
"What are you guys doing?" Dylan walked up to the two of them.
"Nothing." Beka flexed again.
Dylan took notice, but tried to resist the Neitzschean pull of the Alpha-ness. He couldn't though, and flexed his arm muscles.
Tyr flexed again.
Beka flexed again.
Dylan flexed again.
Andromeda looked on at it all. If she had eyebrows, they would have disappeared off her forehead. She decided to put an end to it all, and popped up her holo.
"If you three don't stop I'm going to shoot you all with my internal defenses." She glared.
"Andromeda. Oh, yes. We got a bit...carried away. I'll be up in...Command." Dylan sent a glare, and walked towards Command Deck, flexing his muscles the entire way.
"Quiter." Tyr muttered.
"Yes, well, I'll be in the Maru. Punching something." Beka walked away.
"This will be an interesting few days." Tyr mummered, walking towards his workout room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harper looked at the full length mirror in the bathroom. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. 'I look good. I look SEXY.' He thought.
He made "tough guy" poses, flexing each and every one of his muscles. He poked out his chest and said "I'm Tyr Anasazi of the Kodiak, out of Victoria by Barbarossa."
"Really? I thought I was."
Harper jumped, slipped on a wet spot, and fell flat on his arse.
"TYR! Um...I was just uhh....." Harper was at a loss for words.
"Yeah. I noticed." Tyr thought this was all amusing. Finally, they could feel what it's like to be him. Then again.....that might not be a good thing.
"So, uh, you mind?" Harper grabbed the nearest blanket and covered himself up.
Tyr smiled slightly and stepped out.
Harper stepped out a moment later dressed normaly. Well, as normal as it gets for him.
"So, do you want to spar a bit?"
"Spar?" Harper said. If he was feeling his normal feelings and not Tyr's, he'd refuse. But since he was feeling invinsible, he agreed.
--1 hr later
Harper wondered if this was really a good idea. He had spent almost all of the time flat on his back. He figured since fighting like a Neitzschean wasn't getting anywhere, he decided to fight like a human. A human from Earth that is.
"AYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYI" Harper yelled, and jumped on Tyr's back, hanging onto his neck.
"BOY! Get off of me!" Tyr ran to the wall and started smacking Harper onto it.
"AHAHAHAHA! Gotcha!" Harper wrapped his arms around Tyr's neck tighter.
"No you don't!" Tyr said and body slammed Harper.
Harpers arms loosened their hold, and Tyr turned around to pin Harper to the floor.
"I won. Again." Tyr gloated.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm taking a break." Harper said, walking towards his room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next 4 days consisted of muscle flexing (until Beka pulled a muscle in her butt and decided to wait the days out in the Maru again), sparring, showing of teeth, and all out Alpha-ness.
Harper spent a lot of hours in Medical getting salve applied to his bruises. He looked like a giant grape with arms and legs.
Dylan scared off a new race that were thinking about joining the Commonwealth by flexing too much.
Tyr enjoyed it all. It was like living with his Pride again.
But, all that came to an end, at the 5th day. Tyr groaned. There was only one person left. This was gonna be REALLY bad.
Beka ran down the hall to try and work off the Neitzschean energy. She was already soaking wet with sweat and tired, but felt as if she as if she had been hit by lightning. 'No wonder Tyr exercises so much.'
*THUMP* Beka crashed into somebody turning one of the corners.
"HEY! Watch where you're going!" The person yelled. Beka stood up to see who she had slammed into. Her jaw dropped and hit the floor with a audible pop.
"HARPER?!" Beka looked at him. He had been running too. But, not only was Harper running, he was wearing Tyr's clothes. Or metal. Whatever. He had on a chainmail shirt, that was way too big for him, and a pair of leather pants.
"Harper, why are you wearing that?!"
"What? This? I dunno. I just put it on this morning. It felt.....'right'." Harper looked down at the threads.
"I should change?"
"Yes. Unless you want Tyr to find out you're wearing his clothes."
"Uh oh." Beka raised an eyebrow as Harper took off like the hounds of hell were at his feet.
"It's nice to see I still invoke the fear of God into the boy." Beka jumped. 'How the hell does he do that?!'
"Yeah." Beka had the urge to flex her muscles. 'Maybe because I'm feeling Tyr's "Alpha Male" thing?' Oh well. She flexed her muscles anyway.
Tyr snorted. He noticed Beka flexing her muscles. He flexed his.
She flexed hers again.
He flexed his chest muscles.
She flexed her butt muscles.
Tyr's jaw dropped.
"What are you guys doing?" Dylan walked up to the two of them.
"Nothing." Beka flexed again.
Dylan took notice, but tried to resist the Neitzschean pull of the Alpha-ness. He couldn't though, and flexed his arm muscles.
Tyr flexed again.
Beka flexed again.
Dylan flexed again.
Andromeda looked on at it all. If she had eyebrows, they would have disappeared off her forehead. She decided to put an end to it all, and popped up her holo.
"If you three don't stop I'm going to shoot you all with my internal defenses." She glared.
"Andromeda. Oh, yes. We got a bit...carried away. I'll be up in...Command." Dylan sent a glare, and walked towards Command Deck, flexing his muscles the entire way.
"Quiter." Tyr muttered.
"Yes, well, I'll be in the Maru. Punching something." Beka walked away.
"This will be an interesting few days." Tyr mummered, walking towards his workout room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harper looked at the full length mirror in the bathroom. He was wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. 'I look good. I look SEXY.' He thought.
He made "tough guy" poses, flexing each and every one of his muscles. He poked out his chest and said "I'm Tyr Anasazi of the Kodiak, out of Victoria by Barbarossa."
"Really? I thought I was."
Harper jumped, slipped on a wet spot, and fell flat on his arse.
"TYR! Um...I was just uhh....." Harper was at a loss for words.
"Yeah. I noticed." Tyr thought this was all amusing. Finally, they could feel what it's like to be him. Then again.....that might not be a good thing.
"So, uh, you mind?" Harper grabbed the nearest blanket and covered himself up.
Tyr smiled slightly and stepped out.
Harper stepped out a moment later dressed normaly. Well, as normal as it gets for him.
"So, do you want to spar a bit?"
"Spar?" Harper said. If he was feeling his normal feelings and not Tyr's, he'd refuse. But since he was feeling invinsible, he agreed.
--1 hr later
Harper wondered if this was really a good idea. He had spent almost all of the time flat on his back. He figured since fighting like a Neitzschean wasn't getting anywhere, he decided to fight like a human. A human from Earth that is.
"AYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYI" Harper yelled, and jumped on Tyr's back, hanging onto his neck.
"BOY! Get off of me!" Tyr ran to the wall and started smacking Harper onto it.
"AHAHAHAHA! Gotcha!" Harper wrapped his arms around Tyr's neck tighter.
"No you don't!" Tyr said and body slammed Harper.
Harpers arms loosened their hold, and Tyr turned around to pin Harper to the floor.
"I won. Again." Tyr gloated.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm taking a break." Harper said, walking towards his room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next 4 days consisted of muscle flexing (until Beka pulled a muscle in her butt and decided to wait the days out in the Maru again), sparring, showing of teeth, and all out Alpha-ness.
Harper spent a lot of hours in Medical getting salve applied to his bruises. He looked like a giant grape with arms and legs.
Dylan scared off a new race that were thinking about joining the Commonwealth by flexing too much.
Tyr enjoyed it all. It was like living with his Pride again.
But, all that came to an end, at the 5th day. Tyr groaned. There was only one person left. This was gonna be REALLY bad.