Three Parts Dead cont.
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Trance had Seamus sleep on one of the bunks in medical. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Trance smiled softly and covered him with a light blanket. He twitched as the floating blanket landed on his prone body. He breath came out in gasps and he woke with a start. His eyes darted around the room with fright.
"Shhh, it's just me." Whispered Trance. "I'm going to my quarters if you two need anything else."
Beka as promised never left his side and settled in to another near by bunk. "We'll be fine."
Trance wander off and Seamus glance followed her. He said nothing but his brow wrinkled with concern.
"What is it?"
"If she leaves won't the Neitzschean get her?"
Beka smirked. "I'm sure they both can take care of them selves. now sleep. I'm sure you have a lot of questions but we'll deal with them in the morning, okay?"
Rommie dimmed the lights.
"Beka?"
"Yes, Seamus?"
"How can you tell when it's morning if you're in space."
"Shhh, sleep."
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Seamus's eyes opened with a blink. He couldn't tell what time it was. The lights were still dark and the windows showed no sun. Trance was nowhere to be seen and Beka was still snoring lightly in the bunk next to his.
He moved his blanket carefully to the side. He had never seen one so new before and he didn't want to wreck it. He sat on the bunk swinging his bare feet back and forth for a while. He looked around curiously, wow what a place! Suddenly, with the ferocity of an attack dog he missed Raven and Fergus. He held his stomach. He felt sick as his muscles clenched and unclenched. Raven would have loved everything about this place.all the hidey-holes and the bright colours. Fergus would have loved this ships size and would of demanded on seeing the pilot's chair. He was different. He liked to fix things or take them apart and see how they worked. He had even gotten a few odd jobs fixing stuff for some of the locals.
His curiosity peaked. He really would like to see the engine in this thing.
He jumped down from his perch. He stopped and watched Beka for a moment but the blonde captain continued to snore. He glanced around the room. There sure were a lot of interesting things in here.
Seamus walked over to what looked like it could be a science experiment. There were vials with different coloured liquids bubble and spinning quietly. He tried to lean in closer to get a better look but he was a little to short. He leaned on the panel in front of the vials trying to get some leverage. Suddenly the whole thing began to shake and whir loudly. He leapt back with a small yelp. The bubbles began to boil faster and steam filled the vials.
He began pushing buttons on the panel frantically his heart pounding in his chest. He must have hit the right ones because the liquids slowly returned to normal. He let out the breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.
He heard a grumble behind him and he spun on his heels. Beka mumbled something in her sleep and rolled over.
She was a deep sleeper. Seamus smiled slightly, and tucked that bit of information in to the back of his head for further reference when required.
He wandered around the room for a few more moments but was careful not to touch anything.
He was bored.
Hadn't the purple girl mentioned the ship was huge? Maybe he would do some exploring.just a little. He would be gone long. Beka wouldn't even notice. He would be right back. Maybe he could just find the engine and take a quick look.
He padded lightly towards the door forgetting all about his shoes that were still sitting on the floor by his bunk.
The door slid open with a hiss. He paused once more to see if Beka had woken up but she hadn't. With a cautious step he was out in the corridor.
He looked both ways. There was nothing but a long labyrinth on either side of him. He decided on going left. Going left had always felt lucky to him.
He walked for more then a few moments. Ever so often glancing in to a room. All of them were empty and uninteresting. So far being in space wasn't all that exciting.
He continued to wander for about half an hour. He hadn't managed to find the engine room but thought he better head back before he was missed. He turned around and groaned. Stupid.stupid.stupid. Other then the first turn he didn't paid any attention to which way he had come.
He tried to follow his feet back but after fifteen minutes of hopeless wandering he had to admit he was lost.
Then he heard a noise. A light clanking and a grunt... the sound repeated. Tentatively he followed the noise.
There was a room near the junction of two corridors. the sound was coming from there.
He stepped up to the open door and cautiously peeked around the corner. His heart skipped a beat and his breath caught in his throat. It was the Nietzschean! All his instincts told him to run away. But today it seemed his curiosity was in charge. The large Uber had his back to him and was lifting a big metal bar over his head, again and again.
Beka had said he was a good guy. He found that hard to believe. Was this guy really any different? He looked the same.
The Nietzschean stopped and put the bar on a stand then he then took a towel and wiped his head. His bone blades shined dully in the florescent light.
He then surprised Seamus by looking directly at him.
"Have you had a good look?"
Oh gawd! He was talking to him! He nodded dumbly afraid to actually speak. He might say the wrong thing. They beat kludges for that! He should have run. It seemed he was destined to make stupid mistakes today.
"Come here boy."
Seamus Wobbled nervously in to the room. The large man walked around him as if inspecting him.
"What's your name?"
"Seamus Harper, Sir." His voiced squeaked and he winched at the sound.
"How old are you? No lies."
"Fourteen, I think, Sir."
The large Nietzschean crouched down so he could look him in the eye.
"My name Is Tyr Anasazi of Kodiak pride. I will not harm you for it is not in my nature to harm children."
Seamus' pride prickled a bit. "I'm not a kid." He muttered bravely.
Tyr studied him again this time with one eyebrow raised. "Indeed little man. You are older then you're years. Why are you here? Where is Captain Valentine?"
Seamus looked at his feet. "She was sleeping. I got bored.then I got lost."
Tyr smiled wickedly. "Then we should let her wonder where you are. She should have paid better attention."
"Sir, if I can ask you a question?" His voice quavered. He was still uncertain of his status with the Uber.
"Go ahead."
"How did you know I was here.at the door I mean? Is it because Nietzscheans have such good hearing?"
Tyr let out a booming laugh that startled him causing him to back up a few feet towards the door just in case. "I'm afraid Mr. Harper, it because you smell."
Harper snarled at him but Tyr only laughed harder. "Fortunately there is a remedy for your illness."
Quickly before he could react the great Nietzschean grabbed him by the shoulder and directed him towards another room almost hidden in the corner.
The room was smooth and shiny. A row of spouts lined the side of one wall.
"Ship! Water...on.warm." ordered Tyr.
The spout nearest to them splashed on and water shot out.
Harper leapt back with a yelp.
Tyr grabbed his shoulder again and forced him under the man made waterfall clothes and all.
"NO!" he panicked. "No! no! no!"
"Boy, really it's for the best."
He gurgled as water got in to his mouth. He was sure he was dying. "If I get wet I'll.I'll get sick! Water has pollenutents in it."
"Pollutants." Tyr corrected.
"That's what I said! You are just like the rest you want me dead!" He began to struggle violently. The despite his best efforts once again he began to sob.
Tyr pulled him from the water.
"The Nietzscheans killed Raven and Fergus and now you are going to kill me!" His legged folded and he sat dripping on the clean tile floor. A dirty pool of mud started to form around him.
Tyr crouched down before him again. Slowly the bigger man reached out and tipped Harper's chin so they were looking at each other. "I told you I am not in the business of Harming children. Are you now calling me a liar?"
Harper hiccupped and shook his head.
"To be on this ship and to stay .undetected you need to be clean. This water is pure and undefiled unlike that dredge you are used to. If you are the man you claim to be you will let me instruct you. You will not leave this job up to the women to help you with."
He seemed to find his courage then and stood shakily. He then let pushed his hand out and under the running water.
"It's safe?"
"Assuredly."
"It's warm." He had to admit and being just damp was cold. He slowly stepped in. It was a strange feeling. like being caught in a warm thundershower.
Tyr handed him a bar of soap. "Scrub everywhere.and I mean everywhere."
It was fifteen minutes or so before the Nietzschean was finally satisfied and turned of the water. He began to shiver almost immediately .feeling very much like a drowned rat.
He was then shoved in to a tiny room with a curtain and was bid to wait. Moments later Tyr returned with a t-shirt and a pair of pants with a string waistband. Put them on ordered the Nietzschean. Seamus realized it wasn't up for negotiations.
The clothes were huge.
He rolled up the cuffs of his new pants but they still dragged on the floor getting a bit damp from the puddles on the floor.
Once again he stood for inspection.
"Hmm." Tyr mumbled rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
"What?"
"I hadn't realized you were blonde."
"I am?"
The Nietzschean pushed him in front of a mirror.
Harper gasped. He had never seen his reflection this clearly before. All they had were pieces of broken glass and murky water. He stood there in front of himself in wonder. He ran a hand threw his short spiky hair. He was blonde. Just like his mother had been. He poked his cheeks. He looked a little like his father to. He leaned in closer almost bumping foreheads with himself. He had blue eyes. They looked sadder then he thought they would.
"Are you done now?"
Seamus jumped startled he had forgotten himself. He gave a quick nod at Tyr.
"Well little man I'm hungry let's get something to eat and we'll find your Captain Valentine before she alerts the media of your disappearance."
Harper followed the Nietzschean out in too the corridor. Maybe he really was an okay guy. As Tyr led the way down hall Seamus dogged his heel and was careful this time not to get lost.
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TBC
Thanks for all the wonderful comments everyone here is the next part
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Trance had Seamus sleep on one of the bunks in medical. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Trance smiled softly and covered him with a light blanket. He twitched as the floating blanket landed on his prone body. He breath came out in gasps and he woke with a start. His eyes darted around the room with fright.
"Shhh, it's just me." Whispered Trance. "I'm going to my quarters if you two need anything else."
Beka as promised never left his side and settled in to another near by bunk. "We'll be fine."
Trance wander off and Seamus glance followed her. He said nothing but his brow wrinkled with concern.
"What is it?"
"If she leaves won't the Neitzschean get her?"
Beka smirked. "I'm sure they both can take care of them selves. now sleep. I'm sure you have a lot of questions but we'll deal with them in the morning, okay?"
Rommie dimmed the lights.
"Beka?"
"Yes, Seamus?"
"How can you tell when it's morning if you're in space."
"Shhh, sleep."
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Seamus's eyes opened with a blink. He couldn't tell what time it was. The lights were still dark and the windows showed no sun. Trance was nowhere to be seen and Beka was still snoring lightly in the bunk next to his.
He moved his blanket carefully to the side. He had never seen one so new before and he didn't want to wreck it. He sat on the bunk swinging his bare feet back and forth for a while. He looked around curiously, wow what a place! Suddenly, with the ferocity of an attack dog he missed Raven and Fergus. He held his stomach. He felt sick as his muscles clenched and unclenched. Raven would have loved everything about this place.all the hidey-holes and the bright colours. Fergus would have loved this ships size and would of demanded on seeing the pilot's chair. He was different. He liked to fix things or take them apart and see how they worked. He had even gotten a few odd jobs fixing stuff for some of the locals.
His curiosity peaked. He really would like to see the engine in this thing.
He jumped down from his perch. He stopped and watched Beka for a moment but the blonde captain continued to snore. He glanced around the room. There sure were a lot of interesting things in here.
Seamus walked over to what looked like it could be a science experiment. There were vials with different coloured liquids bubble and spinning quietly. He tried to lean in closer to get a better look but he was a little to short. He leaned on the panel in front of the vials trying to get some leverage. Suddenly the whole thing began to shake and whir loudly. He leapt back with a small yelp. The bubbles began to boil faster and steam filled the vials.
He began pushing buttons on the panel frantically his heart pounding in his chest. He must have hit the right ones because the liquids slowly returned to normal. He let out the breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.
He heard a grumble behind him and he spun on his heels. Beka mumbled something in her sleep and rolled over.
She was a deep sleeper. Seamus smiled slightly, and tucked that bit of information in to the back of his head for further reference when required.
He wandered around the room for a few more moments but was careful not to touch anything.
He was bored.
Hadn't the purple girl mentioned the ship was huge? Maybe he would do some exploring.just a little. He would be gone long. Beka wouldn't even notice. He would be right back. Maybe he could just find the engine and take a quick look.
He padded lightly towards the door forgetting all about his shoes that were still sitting on the floor by his bunk.
The door slid open with a hiss. He paused once more to see if Beka had woken up but she hadn't. With a cautious step he was out in the corridor.
He looked both ways. There was nothing but a long labyrinth on either side of him. He decided on going left. Going left had always felt lucky to him.
He walked for more then a few moments. Ever so often glancing in to a room. All of them were empty and uninteresting. So far being in space wasn't all that exciting.
He continued to wander for about half an hour. He hadn't managed to find the engine room but thought he better head back before he was missed. He turned around and groaned. Stupid.stupid.stupid. Other then the first turn he didn't paid any attention to which way he had come.
He tried to follow his feet back but after fifteen minutes of hopeless wandering he had to admit he was lost.
Then he heard a noise. A light clanking and a grunt... the sound repeated. Tentatively he followed the noise.
There was a room near the junction of two corridors. the sound was coming from there.
He stepped up to the open door and cautiously peeked around the corner. His heart skipped a beat and his breath caught in his throat. It was the Nietzschean! All his instincts told him to run away. But today it seemed his curiosity was in charge. The large Uber had his back to him and was lifting a big metal bar over his head, again and again.
Beka had said he was a good guy. He found that hard to believe. Was this guy really any different? He looked the same.
The Nietzschean stopped and put the bar on a stand then he then took a towel and wiped his head. His bone blades shined dully in the florescent light.
He then surprised Seamus by looking directly at him.
"Have you had a good look?"
Oh gawd! He was talking to him! He nodded dumbly afraid to actually speak. He might say the wrong thing. They beat kludges for that! He should have run. It seemed he was destined to make stupid mistakes today.
"Come here boy."
Seamus Wobbled nervously in to the room. The large man walked around him as if inspecting him.
"What's your name?"
"Seamus Harper, Sir." His voiced squeaked and he winched at the sound.
"How old are you? No lies."
"Fourteen, I think, Sir."
The large Nietzschean crouched down so he could look him in the eye.
"My name Is Tyr Anasazi of Kodiak pride. I will not harm you for it is not in my nature to harm children."
Seamus' pride prickled a bit. "I'm not a kid." He muttered bravely.
Tyr studied him again this time with one eyebrow raised. "Indeed little man. You are older then you're years. Why are you here? Where is Captain Valentine?"
Seamus looked at his feet. "She was sleeping. I got bored.then I got lost."
Tyr smiled wickedly. "Then we should let her wonder where you are. She should have paid better attention."
"Sir, if I can ask you a question?" His voice quavered. He was still uncertain of his status with the Uber.
"Go ahead."
"How did you know I was here.at the door I mean? Is it because Nietzscheans have such good hearing?"
Tyr let out a booming laugh that startled him causing him to back up a few feet towards the door just in case. "I'm afraid Mr. Harper, it because you smell."
Harper snarled at him but Tyr only laughed harder. "Fortunately there is a remedy for your illness."
Quickly before he could react the great Nietzschean grabbed him by the shoulder and directed him towards another room almost hidden in the corner.
The room was smooth and shiny. A row of spouts lined the side of one wall.
"Ship! Water...on.warm." ordered Tyr.
The spout nearest to them splashed on and water shot out.
Harper leapt back with a yelp.
Tyr grabbed his shoulder again and forced him under the man made waterfall clothes and all.
"NO!" he panicked. "No! no! no!"
"Boy, really it's for the best."
He gurgled as water got in to his mouth. He was sure he was dying. "If I get wet I'll.I'll get sick! Water has pollenutents in it."
"Pollutants." Tyr corrected.
"That's what I said! You are just like the rest you want me dead!" He began to struggle violently. The despite his best efforts once again he began to sob.
Tyr pulled him from the water.
"The Nietzscheans killed Raven and Fergus and now you are going to kill me!" His legged folded and he sat dripping on the clean tile floor. A dirty pool of mud started to form around him.
Tyr crouched down before him again. Slowly the bigger man reached out and tipped Harper's chin so they were looking at each other. "I told you I am not in the business of Harming children. Are you now calling me a liar?"
Harper hiccupped and shook his head.
"To be on this ship and to stay .undetected you need to be clean. This water is pure and undefiled unlike that dredge you are used to. If you are the man you claim to be you will let me instruct you. You will not leave this job up to the women to help you with."
He seemed to find his courage then and stood shakily. He then let pushed his hand out and under the running water.
"It's safe?"
"Assuredly."
"It's warm." He had to admit and being just damp was cold. He slowly stepped in. It was a strange feeling. like being caught in a warm thundershower.
Tyr handed him a bar of soap. "Scrub everywhere.and I mean everywhere."
It was fifteen minutes or so before the Nietzschean was finally satisfied and turned of the water. He began to shiver almost immediately .feeling very much like a drowned rat.
He was then shoved in to a tiny room with a curtain and was bid to wait. Moments later Tyr returned with a t-shirt and a pair of pants with a string waistband. Put them on ordered the Nietzschean. Seamus realized it wasn't up for negotiations.
The clothes were huge.
He rolled up the cuffs of his new pants but they still dragged on the floor getting a bit damp from the puddles on the floor.
Once again he stood for inspection.
"Hmm." Tyr mumbled rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
"What?"
"I hadn't realized you were blonde."
"I am?"
The Nietzschean pushed him in front of a mirror.
Harper gasped. He had never seen his reflection this clearly before. All they had were pieces of broken glass and murky water. He stood there in front of himself in wonder. He ran a hand threw his short spiky hair. He was blonde. Just like his mother had been. He poked his cheeks. He looked a little like his father to. He leaned in closer almost bumping foreheads with himself. He had blue eyes. They looked sadder then he thought they would.
"Are you done now?"
Seamus jumped startled he had forgotten himself. He gave a quick nod at Tyr.
"Well little man I'm hungry let's get something to eat and we'll find your Captain Valentine before she alerts the media of your disappearance."
Harper followed the Nietzschean out in too the corridor. Maybe he really was an okay guy. As Tyr led the way down hall Seamus dogged his heel and was careful this time not to get lost.
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TBC