Captive Entanglements 23/?
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 bare with me.
In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.
Sorry for the long wait in between chapters, normally I try to update weekly, but I'm writing a bunch of fics and I had writer's block in regards to this one. As it is I'm just going to write and see where this chapter takes us. So if this chapter sucks blame my Id.
Rebellious Natures
"What in the year that we've been crewmates led you to believe that I would blindly accept being dragged out of the room like a wayward child?" Seamus snarled viciously, getting right into his mate's face.
"You were being irrational." Tyr commented casually, as if his word was law and that was all that needed to be said.
"And?" Seamus asked sarcastically. "This would be different than every other day of my freakin' life how exactly?"
"Calm down."
"I will not calm down! You just man-handled me not only in front of our crew, but in front of a room full of smirking Uber bastards." Seamus exclaimed, glaring at Tyr, who was leaning calmly against the wall in their combined quarters.
"Watch your tongue, Little Man." Tyr warned.
"Oh give me a break, it's not like the room was overrun with little Kodiaks." Seamus continued unrepentantly, ignoring Tyr's dark stare. "In fact that would be great if there were. I actually like you, so it must be in the Kodiak gene pool not to be incompetent, sadistic, sons-of-bitches."
"I will assume that is a compliment."
"It was meant as one, Big Guy."
"Now that you are no longer screaming, can we discuss this rationally perhaps?" Tyr asked, gesturing toward the well-worn sofa across the room.
"Can it Tyr. You know you love me, screaming and all." Seamus responded sweetly, practically fluttering his lashes at the big Nietzschean.
Tyr ignored his mate's blatant attempt at flirting and sat down besides the blond, glad to notice that the engineer no longer stiffened when he sat close to him. Such a small step, but Tyr was happy to note Harper's newly gained comfort in being near his mate. This comfort hadn't expanded passed being relaxed in his presence, but Tyr would take what he could get for now.
"Perhaps." Tyr answered softly, so softly so that Harper wasn't all together sure he hadn't imagined it. "Now explain your actions at the reception."
"Those bastards were leering at me." Seamus began angrily, crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly.
"So you decided to threaten the Alpha of the Mendez Pride with a gauss gun?" Tyr questioned incredulously. "That is not normal behavior even for you. Normally you would be making lewd remarks right back to them."
"What about the fact that I hate Nietzscheans did you not understand before now?" Harper asked sarcastically. "Perhaps it was when I wanted to give them hugs and hold their hands during the Battle of Witch Head. No that's not right, hmm… what happened, oh yes I remember now. I destroyed the whole Nietzschean battle fleet."
"Seamus." Tyr growled, not liking to think of his own part in the massacre at Witch Head.
"Don't 'Seamus' me, Big Guy. You knew what I was capable of before we mated, so don't get all disturbed about it now." Harper commented casually. "If it were up to me I would blow all the Ubers on this ship to kingdom come."
"You must keep your hostility under wraps, Professor. Dylan is-"
"A complete optimist. He's an idiot to actually give Ubers access to our internal systems. I am sure they are just waiting for an opportunity to take us over."
"Of course. I would do the same if our positions were reversed." Tyr agreed, still not seeing the problem.
"And that, Tyr is why I like you." Harper responded, smiling at Tyr and giving his upper arm a fond squeeze. "You do what is best for you and make no bones about it. One always knows where they stand with you, but even with all that you are an honorable man. The first Nietzschean I've ever met who I could honestly say that about."
"Thank you, but you still must not provoke the other Prides while they are on board."
"Yeah, yeah. The Harper will be good, but you had better make sure that the other Ubers know there will be no more leering at the Harper's ass. Got it?"
"Do not worry. I will make sure they are well aware of who you belong to."
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 bare with me.
In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.
Sorry for the long wait in between chapters, normally I try to update weekly, but I'm writing a bunch of fics and I had writer's block in regards to this one. As it is I'm just going to write and see where this chapter takes us. So if this chapter sucks blame my Id.
Rebellious Natures
"What in the year that we've been crewmates led you to believe that I would blindly accept being dragged out of the room like a wayward child?" Seamus snarled viciously, getting right into his mate's face.
"You were being irrational." Tyr commented casually, as if his word was law and that was all that needed to be said.
"And?" Seamus asked sarcastically. "This would be different than every other day of my freakin' life how exactly?"
"Calm down."
"I will not calm down! You just man-handled me not only in front of our crew, but in front of a room full of smirking Uber bastards." Seamus exclaimed, glaring at Tyr, who was leaning calmly against the wall in their combined quarters.
"Watch your tongue, Little Man." Tyr warned.
"Oh give me a break, it's not like the room was overrun with little Kodiaks." Seamus continued unrepentantly, ignoring Tyr's dark stare. "In fact that would be great if there were. I actually like you, so it must be in the Kodiak gene pool not to be incompetent, sadistic, sons-of-bitches."
"I will assume that is a compliment."
"It was meant as one, Big Guy."
"Now that you are no longer screaming, can we discuss this rationally perhaps?" Tyr asked, gesturing toward the well-worn sofa across the room.
"Can it Tyr. You know you love me, screaming and all." Seamus responded sweetly, practically fluttering his lashes at the big Nietzschean.
Tyr ignored his mate's blatant attempt at flirting and sat down besides the blond, glad to notice that the engineer no longer stiffened when he sat close to him. Such a small step, but Tyr was happy to note Harper's newly gained comfort in being near his mate. This comfort hadn't expanded passed being relaxed in his presence, but Tyr would take what he could get for now.
"Perhaps." Tyr answered softly, so softly so that Harper wasn't all together sure he hadn't imagined it. "Now explain your actions at the reception."
"Those bastards were leering at me." Seamus began angrily, crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly.
"So you decided to threaten the Alpha of the Mendez Pride with a gauss gun?" Tyr questioned incredulously. "That is not normal behavior even for you. Normally you would be making lewd remarks right back to them."
"What about the fact that I hate Nietzscheans did you not understand before now?" Harper asked sarcastically. "Perhaps it was when I wanted to give them hugs and hold their hands during the Battle of Witch Head. No that's not right, hmm… what happened, oh yes I remember now. I destroyed the whole Nietzschean battle fleet."
"Seamus." Tyr growled, not liking to think of his own part in the massacre at Witch Head.
"Don't 'Seamus' me, Big Guy. You knew what I was capable of before we mated, so don't get all disturbed about it now." Harper commented casually. "If it were up to me I would blow all the Ubers on this ship to kingdom come."
"You must keep your hostility under wraps, Professor. Dylan is-"
"A complete optimist. He's an idiot to actually give Ubers access to our internal systems. I am sure they are just waiting for an opportunity to take us over."
"Of course. I would do the same if our positions were reversed." Tyr agreed, still not seeing the problem.
"And that, Tyr is why I like you." Harper responded, smiling at Tyr and giving his upper arm a fond squeeze. "You do what is best for you and make no bones about it. One always knows where they stand with you, but even with all that you are an honorable man. The first Nietzschean I've ever met who I could honestly say that about."
"Thank you, but you still must not provoke the other Prides while they are on board."
"Yeah, yeah. The Harper will be good, but you had better make sure that the other Ubers know there will be no more leering at the Harper's ass. Got it?"
"Do not worry. I will make sure they are well aware of who you belong to."