~*/A.N./*~ Hello again everyone! Sorry it's been so long since I've
posted, but well, as you probably noticed I posted a lot. So, please read,
review, and, above all, enjoy. **Smiles like a babbling idiot**
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"Yeah. Yah know I built her myself."
"Really?"
"No, Sammie helped me."
"Oh. How long did it take yah?" He asked as they reached the airlock of the little ship. It was still open from when Harper and Tyr had gone into find Isa.
"Wow. Uh, lets see. We started when we were ten, so that would make it nine years."
"That long?"
"Hey, we built her from scratch. We didn't even have a frame to work with."
"I was kidding."
"Oh." Isa said and jumped up into her ship. She looked down at Harper, waiting for his to join her. "Are you coming with me or are you just gonna stand there?"
"I wasn't sure if I was supposed to."
"**Sigh** That's so cute. Come on." Harper hopped up next to her. Isa took his hand and led him back to the small room that was unmistakably hers. The floor was covered in soft fuzzy light blue carpet. There was a king size bed with blue 'Little Mermaid' pillows and blankets. She had an ancient Earth CD player, tons of CDs, and shelves full of books. On her bed, she had a book and a blue light blue teddy bear. The book was 'The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien. Harper picked up the book and flopped down on the bed.
"Hey Isa?"
"Yeah?" Isa was removing a large portion of the books from one of the shelves.
"You do know that your bedrooms kind of childish, right?" He put the book down and threw the teddy bear at her, and it hit her in the butt. She turned around, picked up the bear, and looked at him.
"I'm childish. You just threw a teddy bear at my butt."
"Yah, but that was funny." Isa mock scowled at him and threw the bear back, but he caught it. Isa turned back to the shelf and removed the last of the books. She reached to the back of the shelf and pulled out a small stainless steel box. She brought it over to Harper and sat next to him on the bed.
"Here." She handed him the box.
"What is it?"
"Some tech. Dylan wanted to see it." Harper shrugged and took it. "Just make sure my sister doesn't get her hands on it." Harper shook his head and dismissed her last statement even thought it puzzled him a bit.
"So, why'd you ask me if I me if I wanted to stay here?" He asked and laid his head on her shoulder.
"I answered that already."
"You said that you wanted to stay too. Why?"
"Because..Because my home life sucks."
"Why does it suck?"
"Because my sister's a bitch, my mom hates me, and my dad is....**Sigh** Well, my dad's probably the only person, other than Sammie, who has ever actually cared about me."
"Hey. I care."
"I know you do. I meant before I met you. Since I've met you...I'm just...I don't know how to explain it."
"I get it."
"Yeah."
"Why does your mom hate you?"
"Don't know. Probably because I'm annoying, obnoxious, imaginative, and unruly."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah. I was a mistake and my father loves me more than he loves her."
"You're kidding."
"Nope. Everyday when I got home from school he would always ask me how my day was, what I did, or how my friends were. He would offer to help me with my homework, oh, he always stayed with me when I had a nightmare or he would watch me fall asleep. Yah know, he and my mom haven't even slept in the same room since I was born."
"So, if your dad loves you so much, why don't you want to go home?"
"Do you want me to go?"
"No of course not."
"Smart answer." She giggled and kissed him. "Can I tell you something?"
"Sure."
"You have to promise not to tell anyone."
"Yeah, I promise."
"Ever."
"I won't tell."
"Imaprincess." She mumbled booking over at the door.
"What?"
"I'm a princess."
"You're a princess!" He yelled in shock, but it was easily misinterpreted as anger. Isa shrank away from him and huddled up into a little ball in the corner of the bed. "You're a princess!" He still couldn't believe it. Isa was now millimeters away from falling off of the bed.
"Yes." She answered him quietly. He noticed her moving away from h8im and realized the mistake he had made with his volume. He moved and sat nearer to her. Then reached out and took her hand.
"I'm sorry I yelled. It's just a little shocking when you find out that you girl friend's a princess." He said quietly and kissed her hand.
"I know." She relaxed a bit and gently squeezed his hand.
"You still didn't tell me why you don't want to go home."
"Damn. You noticed."
"Please?" **Puppy dog eyes**
"Fine. I don't want to go back home because my father...Because my father is...is dying."
"I'm sorry babe, but if he's dying don't you want to be with him?"
"I do, but if I go back my dad is going to want me to take the thrown."
"You don't want it?"
"No I don't. Yah see my take on the who situation is sort of different."
"How so?"
"Well, the way I feel about it is that...I'm only nineteen. I've got my whole life ahead of me and I don't want to be stuck in some boring position of power till the day I keel over. Besides, I have giving orders." She scooted closer to Harper and laid her head on his shoulder. He gently kissed the top of her head
"Yeah. I hate giving orders too; it's one of the downsides to being Chief engineer. But you know what I more that giving orders?"
"What?"
"Taken 'em"
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"BOY!!!!!!!" Tyr bellowed into the hanger deck. He grabbed hold of one of the crew members nearby. "Where's the boy?"
"Which boy? There's about a thousand of them." The young man told him.
"Never mind." He let the guy go. "Ship?"
"Yes Tyr?" The hologram appeared in front of him.
"You said the boy was in here."
"He is. He's with Isa, on her ship."
"Very well." He went to the battered and broken down ship, climbed inside, and looked both ways down the corridor. "BOY!!!!!!!!!!" He tried again.
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"WHAT!?!" Harper yelled back. Isa picked her head up off of his shoulder.
"Loud enough?"
"Sorry Isa."
"It's okay." She kissed him and put her head back down. Tyr was standing in the doorway.
"May we help you...uh...Tyr? That's right, right?" Isa's last question was directed at Harper, who in turn nodded his head. "Okay. Tyr. What'd yah need?"
"There is some woman that wants to speak with you." He informed.
"Do you know her name?" Isa asked.
"I believe that it is Sarah." He told her in his usual Tyr like fashion.
"Alright, I'm going." She said and got up.
"Actually, she wanted to speak with you, professor." Tyr told Harper.
"Me?" He asked and stood up.
"Yes." ((Tyr))
"You're sure?" ((Harper))
"Yes." ((Tyr))
"That Bitch!!" Isa broke up their stupid conversation.
"Whoa! I thought she was a friend of yours." Harper said, startled at her sudden outburst.
"Was being the operative word." Isa told him.
"So...any advice?" He (Harper) asked her.
"Just don't let her engage Privacy mode." She told him.
"Okay." HE handed her the box, kissed her, and left.
"What's in the box?" Tyr asked her curiously.
"Some Technology for Dylan. Do you know where he is?"
"No."
"Oh. Okay. I'll just ask Rommie where he is and then how to get there."
"Child, you have been here for two days and you still don't know where you are going?"
"Nope, but as you said, it's only been two days, it's a big ship, and it's not like I've had a tour or anything."
"Then have one."
"Are you offering?"
"I guess."
"Great! Can Sammie come to?"
"Why not."
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"Yeah. Yah know I built her myself."
"Really?"
"No, Sammie helped me."
"Oh. How long did it take yah?" He asked as they reached the airlock of the little ship. It was still open from when Harper and Tyr had gone into find Isa.
"Wow. Uh, lets see. We started when we were ten, so that would make it nine years."
"That long?"
"Hey, we built her from scratch. We didn't even have a frame to work with."
"I was kidding."
"Oh." Isa said and jumped up into her ship. She looked down at Harper, waiting for his to join her. "Are you coming with me or are you just gonna stand there?"
"I wasn't sure if I was supposed to."
"**Sigh** That's so cute. Come on." Harper hopped up next to her. Isa took his hand and led him back to the small room that was unmistakably hers. The floor was covered in soft fuzzy light blue carpet. There was a king size bed with blue 'Little Mermaid' pillows and blankets. She had an ancient Earth CD player, tons of CDs, and shelves full of books. On her bed, she had a book and a blue light blue teddy bear. The book was 'The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien. Harper picked up the book and flopped down on the bed.
"Hey Isa?"
"Yeah?" Isa was removing a large portion of the books from one of the shelves.
"You do know that your bedrooms kind of childish, right?" He put the book down and threw the teddy bear at her, and it hit her in the butt. She turned around, picked up the bear, and looked at him.
"I'm childish. You just threw a teddy bear at my butt."
"Yah, but that was funny." Isa mock scowled at him and threw the bear back, but he caught it. Isa turned back to the shelf and removed the last of the books. She reached to the back of the shelf and pulled out a small stainless steel box. She brought it over to Harper and sat next to him on the bed.
"Here." She handed him the box.
"What is it?"
"Some tech. Dylan wanted to see it." Harper shrugged and took it. "Just make sure my sister doesn't get her hands on it." Harper shook his head and dismissed her last statement even thought it puzzled him a bit.
"So, why'd you ask me if I me if I wanted to stay here?" He asked and laid his head on her shoulder.
"I answered that already."
"You said that you wanted to stay too. Why?"
"Because..Because my home life sucks."
"Why does it suck?"
"Because my sister's a bitch, my mom hates me, and my dad is....**Sigh** Well, my dad's probably the only person, other than Sammie, who has ever actually cared about me."
"Hey. I care."
"I know you do. I meant before I met you. Since I've met you...I'm just...I don't know how to explain it."
"I get it."
"Yeah."
"Why does your mom hate you?"
"Don't know. Probably because I'm annoying, obnoxious, imaginative, and unruly."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah. I was a mistake and my father loves me more than he loves her."
"You're kidding."
"Nope. Everyday when I got home from school he would always ask me how my day was, what I did, or how my friends were. He would offer to help me with my homework, oh, he always stayed with me when I had a nightmare or he would watch me fall asleep. Yah know, he and my mom haven't even slept in the same room since I was born."
"So, if your dad loves you so much, why don't you want to go home?"
"Do you want me to go?"
"No of course not."
"Smart answer." She giggled and kissed him. "Can I tell you something?"
"Sure."
"You have to promise not to tell anyone."
"Yeah, I promise."
"Ever."
"I won't tell."
"Imaprincess." She mumbled booking over at the door.
"What?"
"I'm a princess."
"You're a princess!" He yelled in shock, but it was easily misinterpreted as anger. Isa shrank away from him and huddled up into a little ball in the corner of the bed. "You're a princess!" He still couldn't believe it. Isa was now millimeters away from falling off of the bed.
"Yes." She answered him quietly. He noticed her moving away from h8im and realized the mistake he had made with his volume. He moved and sat nearer to her. Then reached out and took her hand.
"I'm sorry I yelled. It's just a little shocking when you find out that you girl friend's a princess." He said quietly and kissed her hand.
"I know." She relaxed a bit and gently squeezed his hand.
"You still didn't tell me why you don't want to go home."
"Damn. You noticed."
"Please?" **Puppy dog eyes**
"Fine. I don't want to go back home because my father...Because my father is...is dying."
"I'm sorry babe, but if he's dying don't you want to be with him?"
"I do, but if I go back my dad is going to want me to take the thrown."
"You don't want it?"
"No I don't. Yah see my take on the who situation is sort of different."
"How so?"
"Well, the way I feel about it is that...I'm only nineteen. I've got my whole life ahead of me and I don't want to be stuck in some boring position of power till the day I keel over. Besides, I have giving orders." She scooted closer to Harper and laid her head on his shoulder. He gently kissed the top of her head
"Yeah. I hate giving orders too; it's one of the downsides to being Chief engineer. But you know what I more that giving orders?"
"What?"
"Taken 'em"
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"BOY!!!!!!!" Tyr bellowed into the hanger deck. He grabbed hold of one of the crew members nearby. "Where's the boy?"
"Which boy? There's about a thousand of them." The young man told him.
"Never mind." He let the guy go. "Ship?"
"Yes Tyr?" The hologram appeared in front of him.
"You said the boy was in here."
"He is. He's with Isa, on her ship."
"Very well." He went to the battered and broken down ship, climbed inside, and looked both ways down the corridor. "BOY!!!!!!!!!!" He tried again.
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"WHAT!?!" Harper yelled back. Isa picked her head up off of his shoulder.
"Loud enough?"
"Sorry Isa."
"It's okay." She kissed him and put her head back down. Tyr was standing in the doorway.
"May we help you...uh...Tyr? That's right, right?" Isa's last question was directed at Harper, who in turn nodded his head. "Okay. Tyr. What'd yah need?"
"There is some woman that wants to speak with you." He informed.
"Do you know her name?" Isa asked.
"I believe that it is Sarah." He told her in his usual Tyr like fashion.
"Alright, I'm going." She said and got up.
"Actually, she wanted to speak with you, professor." Tyr told Harper.
"Me?" He asked and stood up.
"Yes." ((Tyr))
"You're sure?" ((Harper))
"Yes." ((Tyr))
"That Bitch!!" Isa broke up their stupid conversation.
"Whoa! I thought she was a friend of yours." Harper said, startled at her sudden outburst.
"Was being the operative word." Isa told him.
"So...any advice?" He (Harper) asked her.
"Just don't let her engage Privacy mode." She told him.
"Okay." HE handed her the box, kissed her, and left.
"What's in the box?" Tyr asked her curiously.
"Some Technology for Dylan. Do you know where he is?"
"No."
"Oh. Okay. I'll just ask Rommie where he is and then how to get there."
"Child, you have been here for two days and you still don't know where you are going?"
"Nope, but as you said, it's only been two days, it's a big ship, and it's not like I've had a tour or anything."
"Then have one."
"Are you offering?"
"I guess."
"Great! Can Sammie come to?"
"Why not."
