Unexpected News, part 7
Dylan woke up, and after a while, realised he was in his own bed: He couldn't remember how he got there, but he was there. A rolled onto his side, and realised that he was alone. He slowly sat up, holding his aching head, "Andromeda, where's Rommie?" The ship's hologram appeared, "I do not know: Beka, Trance and Rommie have yet to return from the Drift." Dylan nodded and staggered off to the shower.
Some time later, Dylan made his way to the mess hall. He was surprised to see Tyr sitting eating breakfast, seemingly un-affected by the nigh before, "How come your ok, and I feel like my skull is two sizes too small?" Tyr smiled, "Nietzschean nano's: we don't get hangovers." Dylan nodded, poring himself a strong coffee, "Good for you." Andromeda's hologram appeared again, "Dylan, I've located Beka, Trance and Rommie." Dylan smiled, "And where are they?" Andromeda lowered her head, "On the Drift: They've been arrested for starting a bar-brawl."
The cell opened, and Dylan leaned against the doorframe, "It's been a while since I've had to collect crewmembers who had gotten drunk on leave." Beka looked at him wearily, "Don't start Dylan, I'm not up to it right now." Trance opened her eyes; "I can't remember anything after the second bottle of Tequila." Rommie winced, "Your lucky: I can remember every moment." Subdued, the three of them walked out of the cell and back to the Andromeda. Dylan turned to the Drift's chief of security, "I'm sorry about this: they're normally better behaved."
Back on Andromeda, Dylan was surprised to find the Harper had also suffused, and seemed to be suffering even worse then he was. Dylan turned to the three former prisoners, "Starting a bar-brawl? What came over you?" Beka looked up from her coffee, "About six bottles of extra-strength Tequila. Anyway, they started it!" Tyr raised an eyebrow, "And who where 'They' exactly?" Rommie blushed, "Two FTA enforcers who tried to chat us up: I tried telling them that we weren't interested, and that I was getting married, but that didn't stop them."
Dylan smiled, "So you put the pair of them in the hospital, then got up on the bar and stared to challenge all-comers to a fight. It was shortly after that that station security arrived, and as they carted you off to the drunk- tank, you threatened to blow the Drift up if they didn't let you have another drink." Rommie blushed, "They told you did they?" Dylan shook his head, "No: they showed me the security camera footage."
Andromeda's holographic image appeared, "This is from someone who staggered back last night, singing some very rude drinking songs, and passed-out in the airlock: I had to send scurvies-robots to take the three of you to your own quarters!"
TBC
Dylan woke up, and after a while, realised he was in his own bed: He couldn't remember how he got there, but he was there. A rolled onto his side, and realised that he was alone. He slowly sat up, holding his aching head, "Andromeda, where's Rommie?" The ship's hologram appeared, "I do not know: Beka, Trance and Rommie have yet to return from the Drift." Dylan nodded and staggered off to the shower.
Some time later, Dylan made his way to the mess hall. He was surprised to see Tyr sitting eating breakfast, seemingly un-affected by the nigh before, "How come your ok, and I feel like my skull is two sizes too small?" Tyr smiled, "Nietzschean nano's: we don't get hangovers." Dylan nodded, poring himself a strong coffee, "Good for you." Andromeda's hologram appeared again, "Dylan, I've located Beka, Trance and Rommie." Dylan smiled, "And where are they?" Andromeda lowered her head, "On the Drift: They've been arrested for starting a bar-brawl."
The cell opened, and Dylan leaned against the doorframe, "It's been a while since I've had to collect crewmembers who had gotten drunk on leave." Beka looked at him wearily, "Don't start Dylan, I'm not up to it right now." Trance opened her eyes; "I can't remember anything after the second bottle of Tequila." Rommie winced, "Your lucky: I can remember every moment." Subdued, the three of them walked out of the cell and back to the Andromeda. Dylan turned to the Drift's chief of security, "I'm sorry about this: they're normally better behaved."
Back on Andromeda, Dylan was surprised to find the Harper had also suffused, and seemed to be suffering even worse then he was. Dylan turned to the three former prisoners, "Starting a bar-brawl? What came over you?" Beka looked up from her coffee, "About six bottles of extra-strength Tequila. Anyway, they started it!" Tyr raised an eyebrow, "And who where 'They' exactly?" Rommie blushed, "Two FTA enforcers who tried to chat us up: I tried telling them that we weren't interested, and that I was getting married, but that didn't stop them."
Dylan smiled, "So you put the pair of them in the hospital, then got up on the bar and stared to challenge all-comers to a fight. It was shortly after that that station security arrived, and as they carted you off to the drunk- tank, you threatened to blow the Drift up if they didn't let you have another drink." Rommie blushed, "They told you did they?" Dylan shook his head, "No: they showed me the security camera footage."
Andromeda's holographic image appeared, "This is from someone who staggered back last night, singing some very rude drinking songs, and passed-out in the airlock: I had to send scurvies-robots to take the three of you to your own quarters!"
TBC
