Echoes of future past, part 7
Rommie and Harper made there way past Tyr and into the corridor beyond. Harper turned to the Avatar, "I think we both know who he was talking about back there: When you going to tell Dylan how you feel?" Rommie stopped, "I don't know: I want to tell him right now, but the time isn't right, but if I leave it to long, it might me to late: I'll tell him before we leave to fight the Magog."
Tyr looked at Ryan, "Dylan's told us who you are." Ryan face fell, "I knew it would come out eventually, I'd just hoped it wouldn't be so soon." Tyr was confused, "Why didn't you want us to know?" Ryan sighed, "Because I'm not going to be around for that long, that's why: if I succeed in changing the past, your future, then I will simply cease to exist, if I fail, then I'll die when the Andromeda is destroyed."
"Why can't you stay?" Beka asked from the doorway. Ryan shrugged, "I don't know: it's something to do with the time-line changing. Rommie tried to explain it to me once, but I couldn't understand it." Beka looked at Ryan, then rested a hand on her belly, "This is freaking me out big time: You're there, yet, you're also here!" Ryan smiled slightly, "It's freaking me out a bit too: I never knew ether of you, yet here you are, large as life." Tyr stepped forward and placed a hand of Ryan's shoulder, wanting to make sure he was real. Beka did the same, trying to understand it all.
Ryan smiles nervously, "Ok, this is beginning to wired me out!" Beka took a step back, "What's your life been like?" Ryan shrugged slightly, "It could have been better, but it could have been worse: I was brought up on the Maru by Rommie and Harper. I spent most of my life running from the Magog. I learnt to pilot at an early age, and Rommie once said I was as good as you where." Beka smiled, eyes lingering on his bone-blades, "Glad to see you inherited something from me."
Tyr looked his son in the eyes, "Do we have any grandchildren in your time?" Ryan shook his head, "No-time to try for them: most Nietzschean woman consider me tainted because I'm half-human, while regular human's hate me because I look like a Nietzschean. I'm not saying that I've ever had problems finding dates, but no one has ever taken an interest in a long- term relationship."
Ryan took a step back, "I think it would be better for all of us if we didn't get too close: better for me, because I don't have the time to get to know you properly, and better for you, because I wont be around that long." He gently placed his hand on Beka's bell, "This is your son: I'm just what he might be like someday."
TBC
Rommie and Harper made there way past Tyr and into the corridor beyond. Harper turned to the Avatar, "I think we both know who he was talking about back there: When you going to tell Dylan how you feel?" Rommie stopped, "I don't know: I want to tell him right now, but the time isn't right, but if I leave it to long, it might me to late: I'll tell him before we leave to fight the Magog."
Tyr looked at Ryan, "Dylan's told us who you are." Ryan face fell, "I knew it would come out eventually, I'd just hoped it wouldn't be so soon." Tyr was confused, "Why didn't you want us to know?" Ryan sighed, "Because I'm not going to be around for that long, that's why: if I succeed in changing the past, your future, then I will simply cease to exist, if I fail, then I'll die when the Andromeda is destroyed."
"Why can't you stay?" Beka asked from the doorway. Ryan shrugged, "I don't know: it's something to do with the time-line changing. Rommie tried to explain it to me once, but I couldn't understand it." Beka looked at Ryan, then rested a hand on her belly, "This is freaking me out big time: You're there, yet, you're also here!" Ryan smiled slightly, "It's freaking me out a bit too: I never knew ether of you, yet here you are, large as life." Tyr stepped forward and placed a hand of Ryan's shoulder, wanting to make sure he was real. Beka did the same, trying to understand it all.
Ryan smiles nervously, "Ok, this is beginning to wired me out!" Beka took a step back, "What's your life been like?" Ryan shrugged slightly, "It could have been better, but it could have been worse: I was brought up on the Maru by Rommie and Harper. I spent most of my life running from the Magog. I learnt to pilot at an early age, and Rommie once said I was as good as you where." Beka smiled, eyes lingering on his bone-blades, "Glad to see you inherited something from me."
Tyr looked his son in the eyes, "Do we have any grandchildren in your time?" Ryan shook his head, "No-time to try for them: most Nietzschean woman consider me tainted because I'm half-human, while regular human's hate me because I look like a Nietzschean. I'm not saying that I've ever had problems finding dates, but no one has ever taken an interest in a long- term relationship."
Ryan took a step back, "I think it would be better for all of us if we didn't get too close: better for me, because I don't have the time to get to know you properly, and better for you, because I wont be around that long." He gently placed his hand on Beka's bell, "This is your son: I'm just what he might be like someday."
TBC
