Past Reflections 18/?
Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.
Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bear with me.
Dubious Mercies
"Well now, this is a surprise." Tyr commented calmly, looking at the Archduke. "I do believe you have made your point."
"Have I?" Bolivar asked softly, pulling a gun from its side-holster and pointing it directly at Tyr's head. "I do not think so. You see I do not appreciate being made a fool of."
"Well, Charlie you must be a very unhappy uber, because frankly it wasn't that difficult a thing to do." Harper sneered, in a pale imitation of his humorous banter with the crew.
Bolivar growled low in his throat and pivoted toward Harper's direction.
"Perhaps, you should keep your mouth shut, boy." Tyr commented
"When have you ever known me to do that, Tyr?" Harper asked incredulously.
"You should listen to the Kodiak, Mudfoot. I am in no mood for your sass."
"It must really grate at you that a kludge sabotaged your ship. We both know you need me alive to fix your ship, Charlie, so let's cut this crap, huh?"
"As you wish, but keep in mind that after you fix the ship, I could just as easily cause you two to have a 'misfortunate accident.' So keep your sarcasm to a minimum, boy." Bolivar commented idly, while his men lowered their weapons.
"Yeah, and Dylan could accidentally blow your ship to kingdom come, what's your point?" Harper hisses menacingly, as he followed the Archduke to the engine room, closely followed by Try.
When they arrived, Bolivar stationed two guards outside the door, as he and another guard accompanied Tyr and Harper into the room.
"You have probably figured out my aversion to Nietzscheans by now, so forgive the paranoia but Tyr will stay in the room while I am jacked in to your ship." Harper commented as he took out his connector and a few tools.
"I will be in the room as well, to make sure you don't damage my ship further." Bolivar answered taking a seat on the far side of the room.
"I would expect nothing less." Harper continued, pulling of an access panel where he originally stored the bomb. "However, just because Dylan ordered me to fix your ship, don't assume I won't put a master command in the repairs which I will activate if you ever cross us."
Before the Archduke could answer Harper jacked into the ship. He quickly found the infected files and fixed them, but not before downloading the tactical displays to his data port and imprinting a failsafe into Bolivar's ship. When he took the cables out of his data port, he had a better appreciation for Rommie after having interfaced with the Agamemnon. Once he became aware of his surroundings again he saw Bolivar cursing at Tyr about 'that damn mud foot.'
"It's nice to know I'm loved all over the galaxy." Harper commented grandiosely.
"You bastard, what did you do to my ship?" Bolivar demanded as he stalked toward the little engineer.
"Nothing that will cause you the least bit of trouble as long as you keep your agreements to the Commonwealth." Harper answered seriously. "I saw the schematics and tactical reports of your plan to take over the Andromeda; I simply did my best to prevent that from ever happening. In the worst case scenario, if you ever did board our ship and incapacitate it's crew, I would put both ships on self-destruct courses."
"You do not have the authority to destroy the Andromeda, only Captain Hunt can do that." Bolivar said disbelievingly.
"I am the engineer of the ship, do you really think I don't have an answer for every contingency?" Harper asked dangerously.
Bolivar looked into Harper's steady gaze and saw the truth in his eyes.
"As long as you don't betray us, you and your ship are perfectly safe." Harper assured the speechless Archduke.
"What it to stop me from killing you right now?" Bolivar asked cautiously. "Before you can enact any secret maneuvers against my Pride."
"Nothing except I have put a default in the interface, that if I do not send a password to the ship from the Andromeda the ship will self-destruct in thirty minutes."
"Very well." Bolivar agreed gesturing for the tow crewmembers to follow him out of the door. "It is a shame that your genes are so inferior, boy. You would make a devious Nietzschean."
Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.
Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bear with me.
Dubious Mercies
"Well now, this is a surprise." Tyr commented calmly, looking at the Archduke. "I do believe you have made your point."
"Have I?" Bolivar asked softly, pulling a gun from its side-holster and pointing it directly at Tyr's head. "I do not think so. You see I do not appreciate being made a fool of."
"Well, Charlie you must be a very unhappy uber, because frankly it wasn't that difficult a thing to do." Harper sneered, in a pale imitation of his humorous banter with the crew.
Bolivar growled low in his throat and pivoted toward Harper's direction.
"Perhaps, you should keep your mouth shut, boy." Tyr commented
"When have you ever known me to do that, Tyr?" Harper asked incredulously.
"You should listen to the Kodiak, Mudfoot. I am in no mood for your sass."
"It must really grate at you that a kludge sabotaged your ship. We both know you need me alive to fix your ship, Charlie, so let's cut this crap, huh?"
"As you wish, but keep in mind that after you fix the ship, I could just as easily cause you two to have a 'misfortunate accident.' So keep your sarcasm to a minimum, boy." Bolivar commented idly, while his men lowered their weapons.
"Yeah, and Dylan could accidentally blow your ship to kingdom come, what's your point?" Harper hisses menacingly, as he followed the Archduke to the engine room, closely followed by Try.
When they arrived, Bolivar stationed two guards outside the door, as he and another guard accompanied Tyr and Harper into the room.
"You have probably figured out my aversion to Nietzscheans by now, so forgive the paranoia but Tyr will stay in the room while I am jacked in to your ship." Harper commented as he took out his connector and a few tools.
"I will be in the room as well, to make sure you don't damage my ship further." Bolivar answered taking a seat on the far side of the room.
"I would expect nothing less." Harper continued, pulling of an access panel where he originally stored the bomb. "However, just because Dylan ordered me to fix your ship, don't assume I won't put a master command in the repairs which I will activate if you ever cross us."
Before the Archduke could answer Harper jacked into the ship. He quickly found the infected files and fixed them, but not before downloading the tactical displays to his data port and imprinting a failsafe into Bolivar's ship. When he took the cables out of his data port, he had a better appreciation for Rommie after having interfaced with the Agamemnon. Once he became aware of his surroundings again he saw Bolivar cursing at Tyr about 'that damn mud foot.'
"It's nice to know I'm loved all over the galaxy." Harper commented grandiosely.
"You bastard, what did you do to my ship?" Bolivar demanded as he stalked toward the little engineer.
"Nothing that will cause you the least bit of trouble as long as you keep your agreements to the Commonwealth." Harper answered seriously. "I saw the schematics and tactical reports of your plan to take over the Andromeda; I simply did my best to prevent that from ever happening. In the worst case scenario, if you ever did board our ship and incapacitate it's crew, I would put both ships on self-destruct courses."
"You do not have the authority to destroy the Andromeda, only Captain Hunt can do that." Bolivar said disbelievingly.
"I am the engineer of the ship, do you really think I don't have an answer for every contingency?" Harper asked dangerously.
Bolivar looked into Harper's steady gaze and saw the truth in his eyes.
"As long as you don't betray us, you and your ship are perfectly safe." Harper assured the speechless Archduke.
"What it to stop me from killing you right now?" Bolivar asked cautiously. "Before you can enact any secret maneuvers against my Pride."
"Nothing except I have put a default in the interface, that if I do not send a password to the ship from the Andromeda the ship will self-destruct in thirty minutes."
"Very well." Bolivar agreed gesturing for the tow crewmembers to follow him out of the door. "It is a shame that your genes are so inferior, boy. You would make a devious Nietzschean."
