~~A.N.~~ Sorry, I have had a small case of writer's block, otherwise known
as a brain fart. Oh well, on we go.
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Harper rang the door chime to Sarah's quarters. The doors soon slid open. Sarah was wearing a towel.
"You wanted to see me?" Harper was a little shocked by her appearance.
"Oh yah. Come in. Seamus, right?"
"It's Harper." He said walking into the room and then turning back to Sarah.
"Isa calls you Seamus."
"Isa has special privileges, and maybe you should go change." He turned away from her as she walked towards him.
"Is this making you uncomfortable?"
"Yes,"
"Alright. I'll be right back; just make yourself comfortable." She exited into the bathroom.
'Oh, what the hell.' Harper thought to himself as he sat down in a chair. Sarah returned wearing a short black silk robe. 'Why do I have the weirdest feeling that she is trying to seduce me?' He asked himself silently.
"So, what'd you want to see me for?"
"Oh yes. It's about Isa." She sat on the coffee table in front of him, leaning over so he could see down her robe.
"What about her?" He averted his eyes.
"Well, she's so..."
"Sweet, beautiful, funny, sensitive, smart, adorable. Should I keep going?"
"She's weird."
"Yes, that's one of her best qualities. Now what do you really want?"
"But don't you want someone older, with more experience **wink, wink**?"
"Someone like you?"
"Well, I sure know what I'm doing."
"I'll bet. You still didn't answer my question." All of the sudden she jumped into his lap.
"Andromeda engage Privacy mode."
"Belay that would yah Rom-Doll." He pushed her off of his lap and he fell to the floor with a thud.
"What?" Rommie asked.
"Override her command."
"Authorization?"
"Authorization, Chief Engineer Seamus Zelazny Harper."
"Fine." She was clearly angry and her eyes flashed Hunter green in rage. "You know, you shouldn't get too attached to Isa. She's not staying long."
"I'll get as attached as I want." He got up and walked to the door, but before he left he added, "And not even a pack of angry Magog could take her away from me." Then he made him exit, leaving a very pissed off Sarah behind.
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"Are these her quarters?" Tyr asked Isa as they approached Sammie's room.
"Yep." Isa ran up to the door and pressed the chime.
"Who is it?" Came Sammie's muffled reply.
"A male stripper. Now open the door!" Isa called back. The door slid open to revile Sammiejo. She was now wearing a pair of black tennis shoes, black baggy pants, a tight black T--shirt with dark green sleeves and a blue, glittery butterfly on the front.
"Damn it Isa. You got me all excited. You owe me a stripper." Sammie said jokingly when she saw Isa.
"Okay, but I talked Tyr there **Points to Tyr** into taking me on a tour of Andromeda. You wanna come?"
"Sure." The door to closed behind them as they walked over to Tyr (he was across the hall leaning against the wall).
"Okay Tyr. Lead the way." Isa told him. He just rolled his eyes and began walking down the hall. Isa and Sam began to follow, but for some odd reason, when Isa looked over at Sam she had this dazed look in her eyes. "Worm? **Waves her hand in front of Sam's face.** Sam? Sammie!?! **Hits her**"
"Huh? What'd you hit me for?"
"What was that 'look' for?"
"That guy is really hot."
"Tyr?"
"Yeah."
"Tyr!?!"
"Yeah."
"That Tyr **points to Tyr** Right there."
"Yes!"
"**Thinks a moment** Don't you have a man?"
"No."
"You did when I left."
"Did; past tense."
"You dumped him?"
"No, he dumped me."
"Dumb ass."
"Me?"
"No. Him." Unknown to the girls, who were too preoccupied with their own conversation, Tyr had stopped.
"If the two of you are just going to reminisce about past Romantic relationships, by all means, allow me to go do something productive." He said. Both girls jumped slightly at the sound of his voice.
"God Tyr! You scared the Bah-Jesus out of me!" Isa exclaimed.
"Bah-Jesus?" Sammie asked and began laughing hysterically; even Tyr began to laugh.
"What? What's so funny?" Isa asked.
"Bah-Jesus!" Sammie got out between laughs.
"Whatever. Can we go? Or are the two of you just gonna laugh at me all day?" Tyr regained his composure quickly.
"Yes, lets be going." Tyr said. Sammie 'got-a-grip' and they were on their way.
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Harper walked into Machine Shop 10 and threw an empty can of Sparky Cola across the room. It crashed into the wall with a resounding crunch. Startled by the sound, one of Harper's favorite little engineers peeked her head out from behind a project. She was tall and sort of chubby. She had long, curly, brown hair and was an amazing mechanic.
"Something wrong Harper?" She asked. Harper jumped, spun around, and looked at her.
"Damn Holly! You scared the crap out of me."
"Sorry." She came out from behind her project.
"You in here by yourself?"
"Yeah. I was working on my car."
"Yah know, when your done you'll have to show me how it works."
"Okay."
"So, how old is that thing anyway?"
"Uh, 38,085 years I think."
"Wow!"
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Harper rang the door chime to Sarah's quarters. The doors soon slid open. Sarah was wearing a towel.
"You wanted to see me?" Harper was a little shocked by her appearance.
"Oh yah. Come in. Seamus, right?"
"It's Harper." He said walking into the room and then turning back to Sarah.
"Isa calls you Seamus."
"Isa has special privileges, and maybe you should go change." He turned away from her as she walked towards him.
"Is this making you uncomfortable?"
"Yes,"
"Alright. I'll be right back; just make yourself comfortable." She exited into the bathroom.
'Oh, what the hell.' Harper thought to himself as he sat down in a chair. Sarah returned wearing a short black silk robe. 'Why do I have the weirdest feeling that she is trying to seduce me?' He asked himself silently.
"So, what'd you want to see me for?"
"Oh yes. It's about Isa." She sat on the coffee table in front of him, leaning over so he could see down her robe.
"What about her?" He averted his eyes.
"Well, she's so..."
"Sweet, beautiful, funny, sensitive, smart, adorable. Should I keep going?"
"She's weird."
"Yes, that's one of her best qualities. Now what do you really want?"
"But don't you want someone older, with more experience **wink, wink**?"
"Someone like you?"
"Well, I sure know what I'm doing."
"I'll bet. You still didn't answer my question." All of the sudden she jumped into his lap.
"Andromeda engage Privacy mode."
"Belay that would yah Rom-Doll." He pushed her off of his lap and he fell to the floor with a thud.
"What?" Rommie asked.
"Override her command."
"Authorization?"
"Authorization, Chief Engineer Seamus Zelazny Harper."
"Fine." She was clearly angry and her eyes flashed Hunter green in rage. "You know, you shouldn't get too attached to Isa. She's not staying long."
"I'll get as attached as I want." He got up and walked to the door, but before he left he added, "And not even a pack of angry Magog could take her away from me." Then he made him exit, leaving a very pissed off Sarah behind.
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"Are these her quarters?" Tyr asked Isa as they approached Sammie's room.
"Yep." Isa ran up to the door and pressed the chime.
"Who is it?" Came Sammie's muffled reply.
"A male stripper. Now open the door!" Isa called back. The door slid open to revile Sammiejo. She was now wearing a pair of black tennis shoes, black baggy pants, a tight black T--shirt with dark green sleeves and a blue, glittery butterfly on the front.
"Damn it Isa. You got me all excited. You owe me a stripper." Sammie said jokingly when she saw Isa.
"Okay, but I talked Tyr there **Points to Tyr** into taking me on a tour of Andromeda. You wanna come?"
"Sure." The door to closed behind them as they walked over to Tyr (he was across the hall leaning against the wall).
"Okay Tyr. Lead the way." Isa told him. He just rolled his eyes and began walking down the hall. Isa and Sam began to follow, but for some odd reason, when Isa looked over at Sam she had this dazed look in her eyes. "Worm? **Waves her hand in front of Sam's face.** Sam? Sammie!?! **Hits her**"
"Huh? What'd you hit me for?"
"What was that 'look' for?"
"That guy is really hot."
"Tyr?"
"Yeah."
"Tyr!?!"
"Yeah."
"That Tyr **points to Tyr** Right there."
"Yes!"
"**Thinks a moment** Don't you have a man?"
"No."
"You did when I left."
"Did; past tense."
"You dumped him?"
"No, he dumped me."
"Dumb ass."
"Me?"
"No. Him." Unknown to the girls, who were too preoccupied with their own conversation, Tyr had stopped.
"If the two of you are just going to reminisce about past Romantic relationships, by all means, allow me to go do something productive." He said. Both girls jumped slightly at the sound of his voice.
"God Tyr! You scared the Bah-Jesus out of me!" Isa exclaimed.
"Bah-Jesus?" Sammie asked and began laughing hysterically; even Tyr began to laugh.
"What? What's so funny?" Isa asked.
"Bah-Jesus!" Sammie got out between laughs.
"Whatever. Can we go? Or are the two of you just gonna laugh at me all day?" Tyr regained his composure quickly.
"Yes, lets be going." Tyr said. Sammie 'got-a-grip' and they were on their way.
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Harper walked into Machine Shop 10 and threw an empty can of Sparky Cola across the room. It crashed into the wall with a resounding crunch. Startled by the sound, one of Harper's favorite little engineers peeked her head out from behind a project. She was tall and sort of chubby. She had long, curly, brown hair and was an amazing mechanic.
"Something wrong Harper?" She asked. Harper jumped, spun around, and looked at her.
"Damn Holly! You scared the crap out of me."
"Sorry." She came out from behind her project.
"You in here by yourself?"
"Yeah. I was working on my car."
"Yah know, when your done you'll have to show me how it works."
"Okay."
"So, how old is that thing anyway?"
"Uh, 38,085 years I think."
"Wow!"
