Through The Darkness Falling 4/?
Sequel to: Journey of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Authors note #2: Hey sorry about the gap between stories, but I am absolutely hopeless when it comes to remotely intimate scenes of any kind… so c'est la vi. If anyone wants to write out their honeymoon week feel free. I would love to read it.
[…] Denotes thoughts
The Hall of Warriors
The next morning I convinced both Delenn and Neroon to go to the Hall of Warriors. Basically it's like the senate on Earth, representatives from all the clans convene there once a week to discuss issues affecting the Warrior Caste and all of Minbar. It is located near Neroon's residence in Ar'dah'tre just a few minutes away. I told Delenn that she should accompany Neroon and I to the Hall to show her support of Neroon, as well as our bonding. When I put it in that manner she quickly agreed. Neroon I simply bribed.
As the two of them entered together followed by Lennier and myself we caused quite a stir. The council was not expecting either Neroon or myself for at least a week, let alone the Entil'zha. They attendants were falling over themselves to great us, before we even got to the meeting chambers where the rest of the clans were convening.
"Quite an entrance." I commented as we entered the chambers. The other Minbari stood and bowed upon our entry. "See what I mean?"
"Conceit doesn't suit you, Marcus." Neroon commented under his breath.
"Sure it does."
"Hmph." Neroon answered before his attention was drawn to the gathered council where Delenn had begun talking. Since I had had a similar discussion with her last night about working with Neroon I could only hope that Neroon would agree with the concept rather that rebel.
"It is a pleasure to meet you all, mostly for the first time. I understand that many of you have concerns about having a member of the religious caste lead you. I hope to allay your fears by appointing Satai Neroon as my second in command. I think that with the combined knowledge and experience of the Warrior Caste as well as the Anla'shoc both Neroon and his bondmate will help me to lead Minbar into a time of peace and prosperity that we haven't had since the Earth-Minbari War."
There was a bit of whispering between the Warriors causing Delenn to pause waiting for them to quiet down.
"I will need the support of this council in the future if we are going to heal Minbar. All three Castes must be consulted if we are to bring back the balance between castes in years past."
I waited with baited breath as the clan leaders looked to Neroon for guidance. I saw Malinar in the room as well, but he was looking at Delenn seemingly trying to gauge her sincerity. Neroon gazed around the room until he came back to both Delenn and I standing at his side. He looked pissed off at not being consulted, but he was considering all that Delenn had said since entering the Hall of Warriors.
"Of course we will support you, Entil'zha. Anything that is ours to give is yours." Neroon humbly answered. [Or at least humbly for him.] He bowed to Delenn dramatically, before the rest of the room followed suit.
"I am deeply humbled and moved by your support of me, Neroon." Delenn said quietly, causing all those in attendance to hold their breath in anticipation of Neroon's response, for all knew of the enmity between these two particular Minbari.
"I could do no less for my people, Delenn." Neroon assured her, using her given name as she had done. He also made it quite clear that he was doing this for his people not for her.
She merely bowed her head in acknowledgement before turning her attention back to the rest of the assembled men.
Right before Neroon stepped toward the council he turned back to me and placed a warning hand on my arm. "We will speak of this later." Neroon growled at me in displeasure.
I had to swallow the lump in my throat to answer and even then my voice came out hoarse.
"Of course." [I can hardly wait.]
I inclined my head gesturing toward the council, reminding him where his attention should be focused. He merely put an arm out and I linked mine through it as we strode to the center of the gathering looking perfectly in sync when we were anything but.
Sequel to: Journey of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Authors note #2: Hey sorry about the gap between stories, but I am absolutely hopeless when it comes to remotely intimate scenes of any kind… so c'est la vi. If anyone wants to write out their honeymoon week feel free. I would love to read it.
[…] Denotes thoughts
The Hall of Warriors
The next morning I convinced both Delenn and Neroon to go to the Hall of Warriors. Basically it's like the senate on Earth, representatives from all the clans convene there once a week to discuss issues affecting the Warrior Caste and all of Minbar. It is located near Neroon's residence in Ar'dah'tre just a few minutes away. I told Delenn that she should accompany Neroon and I to the Hall to show her support of Neroon, as well as our bonding. When I put it in that manner she quickly agreed. Neroon I simply bribed.
As the two of them entered together followed by Lennier and myself we caused quite a stir. The council was not expecting either Neroon or myself for at least a week, let alone the Entil'zha. They attendants were falling over themselves to great us, before we even got to the meeting chambers where the rest of the clans were convening.
"Quite an entrance." I commented as we entered the chambers. The other Minbari stood and bowed upon our entry. "See what I mean?"
"Conceit doesn't suit you, Marcus." Neroon commented under his breath.
"Sure it does."
"Hmph." Neroon answered before his attention was drawn to the gathered council where Delenn had begun talking. Since I had had a similar discussion with her last night about working with Neroon I could only hope that Neroon would agree with the concept rather that rebel.
"It is a pleasure to meet you all, mostly for the first time. I understand that many of you have concerns about having a member of the religious caste lead you. I hope to allay your fears by appointing Satai Neroon as my second in command. I think that with the combined knowledge and experience of the Warrior Caste as well as the Anla'shoc both Neroon and his bondmate will help me to lead Minbar into a time of peace and prosperity that we haven't had since the Earth-Minbari War."
There was a bit of whispering between the Warriors causing Delenn to pause waiting for them to quiet down.
"I will need the support of this council in the future if we are going to heal Minbar. All three Castes must be consulted if we are to bring back the balance between castes in years past."
I waited with baited breath as the clan leaders looked to Neroon for guidance. I saw Malinar in the room as well, but he was looking at Delenn seemingly trying to gauge her sincerity. Neroon gazed around the room until he came back to both Delenn and I standing at his side. He looked pissed off at not being consulted, but he was considering all that Delenn had said since entering the Hall of Warriors.
"Of course we will support you, Entil'zha. Anything that is ours to give is yours." Neroon humbly answered. [Or at least humbly for him.] He bowed to Delenn dramatically, before the rest of the room followed suit.
"I am deeply humbled and moved by your support of me, Neroon." Delenn said quietly, causing all those in attendance to hold their breath in anticipation of Neroon's response, for all knew of the enmity between these two particular Minbari.
"I could do no less for my people, Delenn." Neroon assured her, using her given name as she had done. He also made it quite clear that he was doing this for his people not for her.
She merely bowed her head in acknowledgement before turning her attention back to the rest of the assembled men.
Right before Neroon stepped toward the council he turned back to me and placed a warning hand on my arm. "We will speak of this later." Neroon growled at me in displeasure.
I had to swallow the lump in my throat to answer and even then my voice came out hoarse.
"Of course." [I can hardly wait.]
I inclined my head gesturing toward the council, reminding him where his attention should be focused. He merely put an arm out and I linked mine through it as we strode to the center of the gathering looking perfectly in sync when we were anything but.