Impending Revolutions
Disclaimer: All Andromeda characters and references to Andromeda episodes belong to Gene and Majel Roddenberry. Please don't sue us; we are students who have no money. Original characters and story lines belong to us.
Author's note: This story arc is a collaboration between ImageEmpress and her freakin' genius friend.
"Duty, honor, and love: these are a leader's responsibilities."
--King Abodumand Lahreio, leader of the Great Revolution of Septanan
Dylan's POV
" Dylan, would a romantic relationship ruin a friendship?" Rommie asked me. At first I froze. I couldn't speak so I just stared blankly. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped for a second as Rommie stood close enough to touch, staring at me intently...waiting for my answer. What was I supposed to say? We have had this conversation once before and came to the conclusion nothing could ever happen between us, especially after what happened to the Pax Magellanic. So what had inspired her to broach the subject again? That was as good a question as any, I concluded.
"What brought this subject to mind?" I managed to croak out.
She cocked her head to the side slightly and answered, "I've been noticing certain crew members behavior towards each other lately."
Great. She wasn't going to give me a straight answer. "Well...I guess it depends on the people involved. Say two friends had an attraction for each other always but have been too afraid to act on it, for example." In the back of my mind, I wondered if she was noticing the slight shuffling of my feet or how my hand flew so carelessly around. "I believe those two would have a good chance of moving into the next stage of their relationship without any problems." I wasn't quite sure I actually believed this because her question was such a delicate manner, but it seemed to make sense.
"Hm..." she pondered over that a moment. "I could see that. But what if one of the persons in mind has shown feelings for someone else not even in the picture?"
This conversation was fast becoming confusing. Was she talking about the many women I've met along our travels? Was she talking about herself and Gabriel? "Like I said, if they were afraid to act on their...impulses...then they might have tried to move on. That doesn't completely take the idea of the two of them together out of the picture yet." I felt like I was talking incredibly fast but everything else seemed to be moving in slow motion. I was trying to wrap my mind around her actually pursuing this dream...and what it could mean.
A little crease appeared between her perfectly shaped eyebrows. "Do you think it would be awkward for them to be around us like that?"
I blinked, shaking my head as if that would catch me up to her train of thought. "Wh-who are we talking about?"
A realization crossed her features. "That's right. I didn't tell you.
"I'm talking about Harper and Trance. They've always been best friends but I think they're getting closer now."
I felt my eyes grow wider for a moment before returning to their normal size. It took me a while to regain what little composure I had in the first place. "I can't honestly imagine Trance awkward. Maybe before...when she was purple." This brought a smile to her lips. She didn't seem to notice the difference in my stance from before, which I thought was best.
Even though I knew she wasn't human, I could swear I just saw a sparkle in her eye. "That'd be interesting, wouldn't it?"
I nodded my agreement. "Yes, it would." I had clasped my hands behind my back standing in my pose of leisure with my feet set apart a little more than the length of my broad shoulders. She left after that, but I couldn't help wondering what would have happened had that conversation taken a different route.
Disclaimer: All Andromeda characters and references to Andromeda episodes belong to Gene and Majel Roddenberry. Please don't sue us; we are students who have no money. Original characters and story lines belong to us.
Author's note: This story arc is a collaboration between ImageEmpress and her freakin' genius friend.
"Duty, honor, and love: these are a leader's responsibilities."
--King Abodumand Lahreio, leader of the Great Revolution of Septanan
Dylan's POV
" Dylan, would a romantic relationship ruin a friendship?" Rommie asked me. At first I froze. I couldn't speak so I just stared blankly. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped for a second as Rommie stood close enough to touch, staring at me intently...waiting for my answer. What was I supposed to say? We have had this conversation once before and came to the conclusion nothing could ever happen between us, especially after what happened to the Pax Magellanic. So what had inspired her to broach the subject again? That was as good a question as any, I concluded.
"What brought this subject to mind?" I managed to croak out.
She cocked her head to the side slightly and answered, "I've been noticing certain crew members behavior towards each other lately."
Great. She wasn't going to give me a straight answer. "Well...I guess it depends on the people involved. Say two friends had an attraction for each other always but have been too afraid to act on it, for example." In the back of my mind, I wondered if she was noticing the slight shuffling of my feet or how my hand flew so carelessly around. "I believe those two would have a good chance of moving into the next stage of their relationship without any problems." I wasn't quite sure I actually believed this because her question was such a delicate manner, but it seemed to make sense.
"Hm..." she pondered over that a moment. "I could see that. But what if one of the persons in mind has shown feelings for someone else not even in the picture?"
This conversation was fast becoming confusing. Was she talking about the many women I've met along our travels? Was she talking about herself and Gabriel? "Like I said, if they were afraid to act on their...impulses...then they might have tried to move on. That doesn't completely take the idea of the two of them together out of the picture yet." I felt like I was talking incredibly fast but everything else seemed to be moving in slow motion. I was trying to wrap my mind around her actually pursuing this dream...and what it could mean.
A little crease appeared between her perfectly shaped eyebrows. "Do you think it would be awkward for them to be around us like that?"
I blinked, shaking my head as if that would catch me up to her train of thought. "Wh-who are we talking about?"
A realization crossed her features. "That's right. I didn't tell you.
"I'm talking about Harper and Trance. They've always been best friends but I think they're getting closer now."
I felt my eyes grow wider for a moment before returning to their normal size. It took me a while to regain what little composure I had in the first place. "I can't honestly imagine Trance awkward. Maybe before...when she was purple." This brought a smile to her lips. She didn't seem to notice the difference in my stance from before, which I thought was best.
Even though I knew she wasn't human, I could swear I just saw a sparkle in her eye. "That'd be interesting, wouldn't it?"
I nodded my agreement. "Yes, it would." I had clasped my hands behind my back standing in my pose of leisure with my feet set apart a little more than the length of my broad shoulders. She left after that, but I couldn't help wondering what would have happened had that conversation taken a different route.