Harper studied the slip stream drive. It seemed like he was repairing it forever in a day. "Shit," he snapped to himself as he shocked his finger. He was trying to forget about the incident that had occurred earlier that morning. He wasn't sure what he was going to tell Trance when he saw her. 'Man, I'm such a loser!' he thought to himself. 'Crying in front of Trance... oh that's bad.'
"Hey," said a meek voice from the doorway. He jumped and hit his head on the circuit breaker door.
"Damn..." he rubbed his brow. "Oh! Trance..." She looked so beautiful just then. Harper gulped. "So, ah... You must be wanting to talk about this morning..."
"Only if you feel ready."
"Why wouldn't I feel ready?"
"Well-"
"You don't even know what the dream was about!"
"Harper, I didn't mean-"
"Naw, of course you didn't! Just leave me alone!" Trance looked so hurt as she left the room. 'Aw man, I've really pulled one now... smooth move Harper,' he scolded himself. But he didn't call after her. He just let her leave. 'Damn... I'm such an idiot...'
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Trance avoided Harper all day. She was so mad at him! And he didn't even care that she had been there for him! It was late, dinner time, and Trance wandered through the corridors. She stopped when she heard Rommie over the intercom: "Trance to medical ward." Trance sighed.
When she got to the medical wing, she spotted Harper perched on the edge of a medical bed; his gaze never left the ground as she stepped in.
"I'm fine really. I just need some ointment or whatever." He touched his cerebral implant and winced.
Trance opened a cabinet and pulled out a small tube. "Here." She handed it to him and turned to leave when Harper called out:
"Wait. Trance... I'm sorry."
Trance stood with her back to him. She looked at the floor.
"Come on. I didn't mean to snap at you like that. I was a jerk. I'm sorry." After a long pause, "Please say something..." Trance turned around and smiled slightly, then frowned.
"You were way out of line when you yelled at me..."
"I know. I just- it's just-"
"I forgive you," Trance cut in. Harper smirked. "Here," Trance rolled her eyes, "let me help you with the ointment."
"Aw, thanks, my golden goddess."
Trance grinned. "So what happened?" she asked as she pulled the cap off the tube.
"Oh, yeah, that. I shocked myself while I was workin' on that friggen slip stream- Ow! Careful, babe!"
"Sorry," Trance said as she swiped on some ointment around the base of the cerebral implant. "I'm glad we're friends again."
"Yeah, me too, babe."
Trance beamed.
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They stood before the massive window, looking out at the stars.
"Does it still hurt?" Trance asked, lightly touching the round circuit fixed just below Harper's right ear.
"Naw, not anymore."
"Did it hurt when you had it put in?" Trance traced her finger around it. Harper felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickling.
"Ahh... don't remember exactly. Wait. Are you hitting on me?" he half joked.
Trance wrinkled her nose. "No! You are so twisted!" They both laughed. "So, you ready to talk?" Trance ventured.
Harper let out his breath. "Yeah. But you have to promise to not interrupt until I'm done, ok?"
"Deal."
"Well, I had a dream about when my parents were killed-" Trance bit her lip to hold back a comment- "And they were taking them away. Then they tried to take me away too and I was fighting them. And then I was watching my cousin in the revolt on Earth and I was seeing him get killed so I tried to help, but nothing seemed do work. It was like I was invisible and no one could see or feel me. I guess that's when I woke up." Trance looked so concerned so he threw in, "Pretty friggen weird, huh?"
"You don't have to do that," Trance put a hand on his arm. Harper looked away. He wasn't gonna get all mushy-gushy, even with Trance! But all the same- "Harper I understand. I'm so sorry." He shook his head. He didn't need her pity. "Loosing family is horrible, I know. Loosing anyone that you care about is awful..." and there seemed to be more meaning to that phrase than just his dream. Her hand felt so soothing on his arm... NO! His macho persona was fading away, and Harper was afraid of what was left. He brought his free hand up and held it over hers. His eyes were burning. Trance put her other hand to his cheek and left it there. "I know, Harper, I know..." she whispered as she ran her thumb over his cheek bone. Harper searched for the right words. He wanted to tell her how grateful he was for her support, her understanding. For simply being his friend through thick and thin, purple and golden, magog eggs and no magog eggs, she was always loyal to their friendship. And he could be such a jerk sometimes...
"Thanks," was all Harper managed to say. 'Thanks? Man, was that lame! I should have just said nothing. The strong silent type-' He stopped kicking himself when he realized just how close Trance's face was to his. He opened his mouth to say something, but Trance pressed a finger over his lips. A chill went up his spine. 'Don't ruin your friendship! NO!' "Trance..." he started to say, but stopped. Was he leaning in or was she? Were they both? Were they even aware that they were leaning into eachother? Trance slid her arm around his neck. Before he could stop himself, Harper's hand was around her tiny waist. 'No!' screamed a tiny voice inside his head, 'she trusts you! Don't take advantage of her!' But there it was. Their lips were barely a hair's width away from eachother, almost touching, when suddenly-
Andromeda jerked violently to the side, catapulting the two across the room. The alarms blared. The lights flickered.
"Trance!" Harper grabbed her arm. "Are you ok?"
Two wide brown eyes stared back at him. "What- what happened?" she stuttered.
Just then Dylan's voice yelled into the intercom. "All crew! Report to the command deck at once!" it crackled. Harper and Trance stumbled down the hall to the command deck as the ship rocked violently back and forth. They held onto eachother to keep their balance.
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"Rommie! What the hell is going on?!?!" Beka screeched as she skidded into the command ward. "Dylan! You alright?" Dylan was lifting himself up from the floor.
"Fine, just fine."
Rommie scrambled in, followed by Tyr, then Harper and Trance. Everyone got into their positions.
"What happened?" Trance gasped as the ship gave another jolt.
"It looks like we're headed straight for a planet," Dylan looked out the window.
"But there isn't a thing on the radar!' Beka protested. There was a silence.
"We're being sucked into the atmosphere of the planet," virtual-Rommie reported, popping up onto the screen. "I believe we flew too close to it and its gravitational pull-"
"We're going to crash," Tyr stated non-chalantly. Everyone stared at him.
"Oh, do you ever NOT state the obvious?" Beka snapped, glaring at him.
"Oh God, we're here," Rommie gasped.
Trance looked up at Harper. He held her gaze and then her world spun into darkness...
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BWAHAHAHAHA!!!*laughs evilly* woo i'm having fun. ok. i'll write more soon... later! ~muches~
"Hey," said a meek voice from the doorway. He jumped and hit his head on the circuit breaker door.
"Damn..." he rubbed his brow. "Oh! Trance..." She looked so beautiful just then. Harper gulped. "So, ah... You must be wanting to talk about this morning..."
"Only if you feel ready."
"Why wouldn't I feel ready?"
"Well-"
"You don't even know what the dream was about!"
"Harper, I didn't mean-"
"Naw, of course you didn't! Just leave me alone!" Trance looked so hurt as she left the room. 'Aw man, I've really pulled one now... smooth move Harper,' he scolded himself. But he didn't call after her. He just let her leave. 'Damn... I'm such an idiot...'
***************
Trance avoided Harper all day. She was so mad at him! And he didn't even care that she had been there for him! It was late, dinner time, and Trance wandered through the corridors. She stopped when she heard Rommie over the intercom: "Trance to medical ward." Trance sighed.
When she got to the medical wing, she spotted Harper perched on the edge of a medical bed; his gaze never left the ground as she stepped in.
"I'm fine really. I just need some ointment or whatever." He touched his cerebral implant and winced.
Trance opened a cabinet and pulled out a small tube. "Here." She handed it to him and turned to leave when Harper called out:
"Wait. Trance... I'm sorry."
Trance stood with her back to him. She looked at the floor.
"Come on. I didn't mean to snap at you like that. I was a jerk. I'm sorry." After a long pause, "Please say something..." Trance turned around and smiled slightly, then frowned.
"You were way out of line when you yelled at me..."
"I know. I just- it's just-"
"I forgive you," Trance cut in. Harper smirked. "Here," Trance rolled her eyes, "let me help you with the ointment."
"Aw, thanks, my golden goddess."
Trance grinned. "So what happened?" she asked as she pulled the cap off the tube.
"Oh, yeah, that. I shocked myself while I was workin' on that friggen slip stream- Ow! Careful, babe!"
"Sorry," Trance said as she swiped on some ointment around the base of the cerebral implant. "I'm glad we're friends again."
"Yeah, me too, babe."
Trance beamed.
***************
They stood before the massive window, looking out at the stars.
"Does it still hurt?" Trance asked, lightly touching the round circuit fixed just below Harper's right ear.
"Naw, not anymore."
"Did it hurt when you had it put in?" Trance traced her finger around it. Harper felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickling.
"Ahh... don't remember exactly. Wait. Are you hitting on me?" he half joked.
Trance wrinkled her nose. "No! You are so twisted!" They both laughed. "So, you ready to talk?" Trance ventured.
Harper let out his breath. "Yeah. But you have to promise to not interrupt until I'm done, ok?"
"Deal."
"Well, I had a dream about when my parents were killed-" Trance bit her lip to hold back a comment- "And they were taking them away. Then they tried to take me away too and I was fighting them. And then I was watching my cousin in the revolt on Earth and I was seeing him get killed so I tried to help, but nothing seemed do work. It was like I was invisible and no one could see or feel me. I guess that's when I woke up." Trance looked so concerned so he threw in, "Pretty friggen weird, huh?"
"You don't have to do that," Trance put a hand on his arm. Harper looked away. He wasn't gonna get all mushy-gushy, even with Trance! But all the same- "Harper I understand. I'm so sorry." He shook his head. He didn't need her pity. "Loosing family is horrible, I know. Loosing anyone that you care about is awful..." and there seemed to be more meaning to that phrase than just his dream. Her hand felt so soothing on his arm... NO! His macho persona was fading away, and Harper was afraid of what was left. He brought his free hand up and held it over hers. His eyes were burning. Trance put her other hand to his cheek and left it there. "I know, Harper, I know..." she whispered as she ran her thumb over his cheek bone. Harper searched for the right words. He wanted to tell her how grateful he was for her support, her understanding. For simply being his friend through thick and thin, purple and golden, magog eggs and no magog eggs, she was always loyal to their friendship. And he could be such a jerk sometimes...
"Thanks," was all Harper managed to say. 'Thanks? Man, was that lame! I should have just said nothing. The strong silent type-' He stopped kicking himself when he realized just how close Trance's face was to his. He opened his mouth to say something, but Trance pressed a finger over his lips. A chill went up his spine. 'Don't ruin your friendship! NO!' "Trance..." he started to say, but stopped. Was he leaning in or was she? Were they both? Were they even aware that they were leaning into eachother? Trance slid her arm around his neck. Before he could stop himself, Harper's hand was around her tiny waist. 'No!' screamed a tiny voice inside his head, 'she trusts you! Don't take advantage of her!' But there it was. Their lips were barely a hair's width away from eachother, almost touching, when suddenly-
Andromeda jerked violently to the side, catapulting the two across the room. The alarms blared. The lights flickered.
"Trance!" Harper grabbed her arm. "Are you ok?"
Two wide brown eyes stared back at him. "What- what happened?" she stuttered.
Just then Dylan's voice yelled into the intercom. "All crew! Report to the command deck at once!" it crackled. Harper and Trance stumbled down the hall to the command deck as the ship rocked violently back and forth. They held onto eachother to keep their balance.
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"Rommie! What the hell is going on?!?!" Beka screeched as she skidded into the command ward. "Dylan! You alright?" Dylan was lifting himself up from the floor.
"Fine, just fine."
Rommie scrambled in, followed by Tyr, then Harper and Trance. Everyone got into their positions.
"What happened?" Trance gasped as the ship gave another jolt.
"It looks like we're headed straight for a planet," Dylan looked out the window.
"But there isn't a thing on the radar!' Beka protested. There was a silence.
"We're being sucked into the atmosphere of the planet," virtual-Rommie reported, popping up onto the screen. "I believe we flew too close to it and its gravitational pull-"
"We're going to crash," Tyr stated non-chalantly. Everyone stared at him.
"Oh, do you ever NOT state the obvious?" Beka snapped, glaring at him.
"Oh God, we're here," Rommie gasped.
Trance looked up at Harper. He held her gaze and then her world spun into darkness...
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BWAHAHAHAHA!!!*laughs evilly* woo i'm having fun. ok. i'll write more soon... later! ~muches~