Truth
Disclaimer: B5 belongs to JMS and SciFi; Andromeda belong to Tribune Entertainment. I am only borrowing them and I promise to return them in more or less the same condition as I found them. I will make no money off this.
My apologies that this took so long to post, my muse was running strong and it ran into one very big block about half- way through this chapter. It is ok now, and recovering from a broken nose. And in responce to a question I got in a review, I don't know if there will be a sequel, because this story is not even close to being finished, however, at the moment, it is a high likely-hood that there will be a sequel, I just don't yet. -------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------
"The enemy of my enemy is still my enemy." --Drago Museveni, CY 8427
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"Well, that system is Z'ha'dum." John said, with a tint of fear in his voice.
"Z'ha'dum?" Dylan asked
As Dylan finished asking the question Garabaldi and a anotther man walked into the office.
"Well, Mister Bester what can I do for you now?" Captain Sheridan asked.
Almost as John finished talking Tyr grabbed Bester by the throat and said, "Scan me without my permission again little man and I will break your neck." And then Tyr let go off Bester's throat.
Bester rubbed his neck and asked, "How, did you know?"
Thats when Dylan spoke up, "All Nietzscheans are latent telepaths, so I would suggest that don't try to scan us again."
"Ok, well back to business," Bester started. "You know, it's come to my attention lately that we have a common enemy. There's an old saying: 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend.' President Clark isn't calling the shots back home, there're others whispering in his ear. I don't know who they are or where they are from, but do I know they are not human. I have only heard one name for them: Shadows. My guess is you know more about them than I do, but you are probably not interested in sharing that information. Are you?"
"Your right Mister Bester, we aren't." John replied.
"I recently leaarned of that these shadows are shipping weapons from earth to, where ever they are from. And I can help you intercept it." Bester said.
"And how can you help us?" John asked suspiciously.
"Well, as you know, hyperspace amplifies telepathic powers, which is why I refused the sleepers this time, and if you take me out there, I can find them using my telepathy." Bester said.
"I have one question: How did you learn of this shipment?" Beka asked.
"I'm a telepath, think about it." Bester said as he walked out with Garibaldi and Ivanova.
"Ok, he gives me the creeps," Beka said.
"Well, any way, Hiroshi, was there something you wanted to ask?" John asked.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could transfer the remaining crew of the Churchill to the Andromeda, Dylan has already approved." Hiroshi said.
"Yeah, I think I can arrange that, I'll have the orders sent out before I leave, but if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready, I have a date with a Psi-Cop." John said with a laugh.
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A short time later in a bar in the Zocalo.
Beka was sitting in a bar, drinking something, it was some drink from Centauri Prime, she couldn't remember the name, but it tasted good, so she didn't care. After about a half hour of drinking from various worlds, she decided that the Centauri one was the best. That was when she noticed some one had sat down next to her, she turned and saw a man with a big tuff of hair on the back of his head, a Centauri, she thought.
"Hello," Beka said.
"Ahhhh, greetings, Miss.. Valentine, I believe," the Centauri said.
"Do I know you?" Beka asked.
"Oh, I apologize, my name is Londo Mollari, the Centauri Ambassador, I was there when you arrived at in the docking bay." The Centauri said.
"Well, nice to meet you Londo, and call me Beka," Beka said as she held up her glass, then took a drink.
"Nice to fianally meet you as well, Beka. Barkeep, another round of Centauri Brandy please," Londo said.
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Captain Hiroshi, was walking down a B5 corridor to see her former XO, Commander Peter David, and hopefully he would continue to be her right hand even with her now on the Andromeda. With her as the official Liason, they would need a political officer. When she reached his door she hit the comm and heard his causal non-invitation invitaion, It's open. So she hit the open button and walked inside.
"Captain Hiroshi!" Commander David said as he shot up and saluted her.
"As you were commander, I came here to talk." Hiroshi said as she sat down in one of the chairs.
"What can I help you with Captain?" Commander David asked.
"Well, as you know, I recently accepted the position of offical Liason of the Andromeda, and I would like you to come with me as my right hand again, serving as the ship's political officer. Captain Sheridan is having whats left of my crew transfered over, but I wanted to do this personally." Hiroshi told him.
"Well, I'm honored, I accept." Cammonder David said.
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To be continued soon
Disclaimer: B5 belongs to JMS and SciFi; Andromeda belong to Tribune Entertainment. I am only borrowing them and I promise to return them in more or less the same condition as I found them. I will make no money off this.
My apologies that this took so long to post, my muse was running strong and it ran into one very big block about half- way through this chapter. It is ok now, and recovering from a broken nose. And in responce to a question I got in a review, I don't know if there will be a sequel, because this story is not even close to being finished, however, at the moment, it is a high likely-hood that there will be a sequel, I just don't yet. -------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------
"The enemy of my enemy is still my enemy." --Drago Museveni, CY 8427
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"Well, that system is Z'ha'dum." John said, with a tint of fear in his voice.
"Z'ha'dum?" Dylan asked
As Dylan finished asking the question Garabaldi and a anotther man walked into the office.
"Well, Mister Bester what can I do for you now?" Captain Sheridan asked.
Almost as John finished talking Tyr grabbed Bester by the throat and said, "Scan me without my permission again little man and I will break your neck." And then Tyr let go off Bester's throat.
Bester rubbed his neck and asked, "How, did you know?"
Thats when Dylan spoke up, "All Nietzscheans are latent telepaths, so I would suggest that don't try to scan us again."
"Ok, well back to business," Bester started. "You know, it's come to my attention lately that we have a common enemy. There's an old saying: 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend.' President Clark isn't calling the shots back home, there're others whispering in his ear. I don't know who they are or where they are from, but do I know they are not human. I have only heard one name for them: Shadows. My guess is you know more about them than I do, but you are probably not interested in sharing that information. Are you?"
"Your right Mister Bester, we aren't." John replied.
"I recently leaarned of that these shadows are shipping weapons from earth to, where ever they are from. And I can help you intercept it." Bester said.
"And how can you help us?" John asked suspiciously.
"Well, as you know, hyperspace amplifies telepathic powers, which is why I refused the sleepers this time, and if you take me out there, I can find them using my telepathy." Bester said.
"I have one question: How did you learn of this shipment?" Beka asked.
"I'm a telepath, think about it." Bester said as he walked out with Garibaldi and Ivanova.
"Ok, he gives me the creeps," Beka said.
"Well, any way, Hiroshi, was there something you wanted to ask?" John asked.
"Yes, I was wondering if I could transfer the remaining crew of the Churchill to the Andromeda, Dylan has already approved." Hiroshi said.
"Yeah, I think I can arrange that, I'll have the orders sent out before I leave, but if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready, I have a date with a Psi-Cop." John said with a laugh.
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A short time later in a bar in the Zocalo.
Beka was sitting in a bar, drinking something, it was some drink from Centauri Prime, she couldn't remember the name, but it tasted good, so she didn't care. After about a half hour of drinking from various worlds, she decided that the Centauri one was the best. That was when she noticed some one had sat down next to her, she turned and saw a man with a big tuff of hair on the back of his head, a Centauri, she thought.
"Hello," Beka said.
"Ahhhh, greetings, Miss.. Valentine, I believe," the Centauri said.
"Do I know you?" Beka asked.
"Oh, I apologize, my name is Londo Mollari, the Centauri Ambassador, I was there when you arrived at in the docking bay." The Centauri said.
"Well, nice to meet you Londo, and call me Beka," Beka said as she held up her glass, then took a drink.
"Nice to fianally meet you as well, Beka. Barkeep, another round of Centauri Brandy please," Londo said.
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Captain Hiroshi, was walking down a B5 corridor to see her former XO, Commander Peter David, and hopefully he would continue to be her right hand even with her now on the Andromeda. With her as the official Liason, they would need a political officer. When she reached his door she hit the comm and heard his causal non-invitation invitaion, It's open. So she hit the open button and walked inside.
"Captain Hiroshi!" Commander David said as he shot up and saluted her.
"As you were commander, I came here to talk." Hiroshi said as she sat down in one of the chairs.
"What can I help you with Captain?" Commander David asked.
"Well, as you know, I recently accepted the position of offical Liason of the Andromeda, and I would like you to come with me as my right hand again, serving as the ship's political officer. Captain Sheridan is having whats left of my crew transfered over, but I wanted to do this personally." Hiroshi told him.
"Well, I'm honored, I accept." Cammonder David said.
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To be continued soon