LOL ok so my first part only got 1 review but that doesn't discourage me. I've had fics that have gone 3 or 4 parts with out it. Plus if you ppl don't like it then me posting it could be my way of adding to the many annoyances on this planet hehe. Anyway here's the next part. There's actual conversation and *gasp* plot!
Rating: G still but I'm thinking I might have to repost it as higher cause well I'm not know for being raw and real for nothing...- oh would you look at that! Self-advertisement lol OK! I'm done! I swear onto the fic.
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"Did you see that?" Harper exclaimed through his laughter. He burst through Andromeda's docking doors colliding into a wall. Beka stumbled in close behind. His chest heaved, his breath momentarily lost, his whole body coursing with adrenaline.
"Harper!" Beka growled her eyes filled with fury. Harper's amusement obviously did not rub off on Beka. Harper's huge grin faltered when she advanced on him.
"Come on boss, it was just harmless fun." He pushed back into the wall, the metal digging into him.
Beka opened her mouth to comment snidely at his uncommonly shaky voice but instead she let out a strangled cry. Harper's hands connected with her shoulders in a powerful thrust. She stumbled back connecting hard with the opposite wall. Beka's eyes widened at the look of terror on his face. Before she could mouth her confusion a bright light blinded her vision and a flash of extreme warmth caressed her cheeks. Sparks flew and a loud explosion registered vaguely in her mind. She responded quickly covering her head and ducking down.
The noise died down almost as quickly as it happened. Still not connecting the dots she straightened up and turned. Her eyes widened, a scream catching in her throat.
"You call that harmless?" Sarcasm shot from her mouth and Harper visually flinched. Her ever-present glare intensified. Not waiting for an answer she pushed off the wall she stalked away. Harper glanced oddly at the scorched hole in the wall before slowly following Beka retreating form. Noting the stiffness in her walk Harper kept his distance, a black eye not being his idea of decoration for his face. "Why the hell did you have to piss that guy off, anyway?"
Harper grinned, his twinkle returning. "Cause, he had a stick up his ass and I was just attempting to remove it. Apparently I approached it the wrong way." He caught the hint of a smile forming on her face and smiled proudly. "Can't tell me it wasn't fun." He nudged her playfully.
Beka rolled her eyes and nudged him back. "Stupid, is what it was. You coulda gotten us killed."
"Could have." He retorted smugly, "We're still kicking aren't we?"
She let out a snort but sobered quickly. "Not the point." She glanced down at him astonished to see him grinning stupidly.
"You had fun." Harper taunted and stepped back quickly. Instead of hitting him as he expected she just pressed her lips together, trying desperately not to laugh. Harper watched with picked interest. The probing gaze combined with the goofy look on his face made it harder for Beka to keep a straight face. Her chest felt as if it was going to burst. She bit her lip to keep from grinning but the tightness in her chest became too much and a loud snort of laughter pushed itself passed her lips. Her face broke out into a large grin.
"Shut up." She bumped him to the side with a chuckle. Harper stumbled but caught himself. The two walked silently, smiles spread across their faces.
"It was fun," Beka admitted, "Something we haven't had in a long while." She mused when they come to a stop outside Command.
"Yeah." The melancholy in Harper's voice mirrored hers. "Kinda like old times."
"Yeah..." Beka trailed off and sighed. It was barely audible enough for Harper to catch but he did. Years of working with her had attuned him to her little mannerisms. He watched her step into command her shoulders lightly slumped. It was a norm for her, for all of them. Beka didn't get two steps in when Andromeda's holographic self appeared in front of her.
Beka's heart jumped a beat. "Andromeda," she ground out, "What the..."
"Beka, Harper," The hologram interrupted, arms crossed over her chest and an unhappy look on her face, "mind explaining to me why there are two Slipfighters threatening to blow me out of the proverbial waters?"
"Um," Harper shifted nervously. Beka shot him an annoyed look. Andromeda watched as the two seemed to have a silent argument.
"Well?" her holographic foot tapped impatiently.
Beka sighed at Harper, "Is everyone onboard?" She asked taking control of the situation.
The hologram eyed Beka with a mixture of anger and confusion. "Yes, but don't change the subject." Beka ignored her and stepped threw the holographic image. "Hey!" Andromeda cried, disappearing than reappearing facing the other way. She glared at Beka.
"Dylan I suggest we get the hell outta here." Dylan turned to her as she pulled down the slipstream controls.
"What's going on?" he had a smirk on his face, which infuriated the Andromeda. Here she was being threatened and he found it humorous. The fact that the Slipfighters weren't powerful enough to make even the slightest dent didn't seem to faze her.
"Explanations later." Beka flashed Dylan her best reassuring smile and punched a hole in space, entering slipstream. Dylan held onto the closest thing possible. Harper stumbled over to Trance and griped onto her console. She gave him a quick emotionless smile.
"Dylan, the Slipfighters are no longer in pursuit." Rommie informed from her tactical console.
"Good, Beka..."
"Yeah, yeah coming out of slipstream." She mumbled not looking forward to the lecture she knew was coming.
"Look boss it's not her fault, it's mine. I got a little verbal with a..." Before he could finish Trance let out an irritated scoff. To everyone's astonishment she turned to Harper her normally docile eyes glaring at him.
"You insulted one of their merchants, Harper." Harper flinched at how harsh his name sounded coming from lush lips. "What more did you expect? A warm smile instead of an armed pulse rifle?"
Harper's jaw dropped, the coldness in her voice numbing him into silence. Trance's red locks swayed soft as she shook her head in disgust. "You could have gotten yourself and the rest of us killed, or did that thought not cross your mind?" She brushed past him, her shoulder connecting with his in intentionally. He stumbled back, all balance, all thought lost. He stood there dumb stuck listening to Trance's angry footsteps fade away.
"What's up with Trance?" Beka asked but no one answered. No one could answer.
"Your in command." Dylan whispered to Beka and tailed the loud stomps of a very pissed off Trance.
TBC
Now please r/r, I really don't wanna be a nuisance...well more of one.
Gimpy.
Rating: G still but I'm thinking I might have to repost it as higher cause well I'm not know for being raw and real for nothing...- oh would you look at that! Self-advertisement lol OK! I'm done! I swear onto the fic.
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"Did you see that?" Harper exclaimed through his laughter. He burst through Andromeda's docking doors colliding into a wall. Beka stumbled in close behind. His chest heaved, his breath momentarily lost, his whole body coursing with adrenaline.
"Harper!" Beka growled her eyes filled with fury. Harper's amusement obviously did not rub off on Beka. Harper's huge grin faltered when she advanced on him.
"Come on boss, it was just harmless fun." He pushed back into the wall, the metal digging into him.
Beka opened her mouth to comment snidely at his uncommonly shaky voice but instead she let out a strangled cry. Harper's hands connected with her shoulders in a powerful thrust. She stumbled back connecting hard with the opposite wall. Beka's eyes widened at the look of terror on his face. Before she could mouth her confusion a bright light blinded her vision and a flash of extreme warmth caressed her cheeks. Sparks flew and a loud explosion registered vaguely in her mind. She responded quickly covering her head and ducking down.
The noise died down almost as quickly as it happened. Still not connecting the dots she straightened up and turned. Her eyes widened, a scream catching in her throat.
"You call that harmless?" Sarcasm shot from her mouth and Harper visually flinched. Her ever-present glare intensified. Not waiting for an answer she pushed off the wall she stalked away. Harper glanced oddly at the scorched hole in the wall before slowly following Beka retreating form. Noting the stiffness in her walk Harper kept his distance, a black eye not being his idea of decoration for his face. "Why the hell did you have to piss that guy off, anyway?"
Harper grinned, his twinkle returning. "Cause, he had a stick up his ass and I was just attempting to remove it. Apparently I approached it the wrong way." He caught the hint of a smile forming on her face and smiled proudly. "Can't tell me it wasn't fun." He nudged her playfully.
Beka rolled her eyes and nudged him back. "Stupid, is what it was. You coulda gotten us killed."
"Could have." He retorted smugly, "We're still kicking aren't we?"
She let out a snort but sobered quickly. "Not the point." She glanced down at him astonished to see him grinning stupidly.
"You had fun." Harper taunted and stepped back quickly. Instead of hitting him as he expected she just pressed her lips together, trying desperately not to laugh. Harper watched with picked interest. The probing gaze combined with the goofy look on his face made it harder for Beka to keep a straight face. Her chest felt as if it was going to burst. She bit her lip to keep from grinning but the tightness in her chest became too much and a loud snort of laughter pushed itself passed her lips. Her face broke out into a large grin.
"Shut up." She bumped him to the side with a chuckle. Harper stumbled but caught himself. The two walked silently, smiles spread across their faces.
"It was fun," Beka admitted, "Something we haven't had in a long while." She mused when they come to a stop outside Command.
"Yeah." The melancholy in Harper's voice mirrored hers. "Kinda like old times."
"Yeah..." Beka trailed off and sighed. It was barely audible enough for Harper to catch but he did. Years of working with her had attuned him to her little mannerisms. He watched her step into command her shoulders lightly slumped. It was a norm for her, for all of them. Beka didn't get two steps in when Andromeda's holographic self appeared in front of her.
Beka's heart jumped a beat. "Andromeda," she ground out, "What the..."
"Beka, Harper," The hologram interrupted, arms crossed over her chest and an unhappy look on her face, "mind explaining to me why there are two Slipfighters threatening to blow me out of the proverbial waters?"
"Um," Harper shifted nervously. Beka shot him an annoyed look. Andromeda watched as the two seemed to have a silent argument.
"Well?" her holographic foot tapped impatiently.
Beka sighed at Harper, "Is everyone onboard?" She asked taking control of the situation.
The hologram eyed Beka with a mixture of anger and confusion. "Yes, but don't change the subject." Beka ignored her and stepped threw the holographic image. "Hey!" Andromeda cried, disappearing than reappearing facing the other way. She glared at Beka.
"Dylan I suggest we get the hell outta here." Dylan turned to her as she pulled down the slipstream controls.
"What's going on?" he had a smirk on his face, which infuriated the Andromeda. Here she was being threatened and he found it humorous. The fact that the Slipfighters weren't powerful enough to make even the slightest dent didn't seem to faze her.
"Explanations later." Beka flashed Dylan her best reassuring smile and punched a hole in space, entering slipstream. Dylan held onto the closest thing possible. Harper stumbled over to Trance and griped onto her console. She gave him a quick emotionless smile.
"Dylan, the Slipfighters are no longer in pursuit." Rommie informed from her tactical console.
"Good, Beka..."
"Yeah, yeah coming out of slipstream." She mumbled not looking forward to the lecture she knew was coming.
"Look boss it's not her fault, it's mine. I got a little verbal with a..." Before he could finish Trance let out an irritated scoff. To everyone's astonishment she turned to Harper her normally docile eyes glaring at him.
"You insulted one of their merchants, Harper." Harper flinched at how harsh his name sounded coming from lush lips. "What more did you expect? A warm smile instead of an armed pulse rifle?"
Harper's jaw dropped, the coldness in her voice numbing him into silence. Trance's red locks swayed soft as she shook her head in disgust. "You could have gotten yourself and the rest of us killed, or did that thought not cross your mind?" She brushed past him, her shoulder connecting with his in intentionally. He stumbled back, all balance, all thought lost. He stood there dumb stuck listening to Trance's angry footsteps fade away.
"What's up with Trance?" Beka asked but no one answered. No one could answer.
"Your in command." Dylan whispered to Beka and tailed the loud stomps of a very pissed off Trance.
TBC
Now please r/r, I really don't wanna be a nuisance...well more of one.
Gimpy.