Kincobian is a word I either made up, or heard somewhere and it just popped into my brain.
I know a com-link is something that you talk to a person face to face with, but I have it written in one part of this that it's opened to send a message.
Um, and I think that in one of the episodes in Season 4, like soon after he joins the crew, Rhade wears a black uniform. (OR maybe it was other Rhade, or I'm making this up). But it's like all black, except for the front of his chest where it like has some silver or something. Well, if anyone knows what I'm talking about, then that's what I have him wearing.
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Dylan could not believe the day that he was having.
His first officer, his AI informed him, was indisposed for the rest of the day. His weapons officer was to busy cooking to play a game of basketball. Trance was with her fiancé doing, well, he really didn't want to think about what they were doing behind closed doors. Rommie was busy helping a crewmember with something that apparently was private so he wasn't told what or who it involved. Harper was, well, he wasn't really sure where Harper was or what he was doing.
Maybe Harper wasn't doing anything and they could hang out together. Harper always pisses women off, maybe the engineer could tell him what he did to deserve getting yelled at when he was only trying to help.
Why did people always respond with violence to his help?
Now just to find Harper.
Walking down the corridors he saw a blur rush out of a room and practically fly to Harper's quarters.
"Well, that was easy."
Dylan started walking in the same direction, deciding that the day was finally looking up for him. After all, what could Harper have to do that would be more important then hanging out with his friend and captain?
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"Oh shit."
Harper stared at the flexi in his hand, the one that helped him break into Rommie's personal files, and then back up at the screen, which showed Andromeda looking sternly at him.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" How the hell was he supposed to talk himself out of this one? He had just starting to hide his snooping when he heard an "Ahem", and looked over to see Andromeda quirking an eyebrow at him.
And she looked annoyed.
This was not good.
Andromeda would tell her other self. Her other self would tell Rommie. Rommie would be mad, find him, squish him into tiny bits, and most importantly, end things with him.
Why do bad things always happen to such wonderful, handsome, loveable people?
"I'm waiting for an explanation," she stated in a deadly tone.
"Uh, well you see- bye!" Harper rushed out the door and ran to his room.
Maybe he could hide in here.
"Harper, you do realize that as the ship I can find you anywhere as technically you are inside of me?"
Oh yeah.
Huh. So that's the downside to dating a warship. When you fight you have nowhere to hide and she has control over internal defenses and your water heater. And she has two big sisters to always rat you out.
"Uh, well, you see Andromeda. Well, you know how I feel about Rommie. Heck, a Kincobian muskrat could tell how I feel about her. So I was just trying to- " Andromeda gave him a look that clearly stated whatever he said next he would still be screwed. "- to, to, look. Andromeda, Babe! I love Rommie, and I was just worried about her. I mean, she has been acting a bit off lately, don't ya think?"
"When she spent the night with you I ran several full virus scans on her to make sure nothing was wrong."
"Andromeda!"
"It came up empty. Nothing is wrong with my Avatar."
"Well something has to be. And I can't believe you thought something was wrong because she likes me."
"Yes, well, records show that most females who express a physical interest in you meet an early demise or have been taken over by the Abyss or have some sort of mental deficiency."
Harper gaped at her.
"I was merely checking to make sure nothing was wrong with her."
Harper blinked.
"I will not tell her what you did- this time. However, if there is a next time, which for your own well being there had better not be. Not a threat, more like a warning. If there is a next time, which there won't be, I will not only inform her, but will cut off all access to her mainframe as well." for extra measure she added, "And I will be indifferent to you."
Harper nodded.
Satisfied with what she told him, she blinked off the screen and set off to hide the files of Harper reading Rommie's diary from Rommie.
Harper stared at the screen for a moment, not believing his luck.
There was a knock at his door, and before he had even taken two steps toward it, it slid open and Dylan strode into the room.
"Mr. Harper, just the man I was looking for!"
The grin slowly slid off of Harper's face.
This could not be good.
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Rhade stood back from the table in the Obs Deck and scanned his work for anything wrong. Seeing nothing he took a deep breathe, and smiled enjoying the sight.
He had everything perfect for his dinner with Beka.
The only thing that could make the room more beautiful was the lovely pilot herself.
He had the lights dimmed down, very romantic. Soft music with a slow tempo was playing, the notes dancing about the room from speakers in various directions. He had a round table set near the window, so they could look out at the stars while they dined. The table had two chairs. The tablecloth was a deep red color, cloth napkins and cousins on the chairs matching. The table and chairs a black. The legs of the table had design carved into them, as did the backs of the chairs, in an elegant design. The two chairs were North and Southeast on the table. Not exactly far enough to be opposite, but not exactly close enough to be right next to each other. Three candles were lit at the center of the table. Tall, medium, and short. They were an off-white, and made of beeswax. He had a cart with the food that he had prepared standing nearby.
Rhade himself had spent a long amount of time grooming. He showered after cooking, to make sure he didn't have a fish smell clinging to his body. He wore his black uniform. Which he ironed after he got out of the shower. His shoes were shining. His hair, head and face, were impeccable.
Everything was perfect.
Now, all he had to do was wait.
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Trance lay on her bed, thinking about the day so far. Dash left their room to go to his shuttle to collect some things, and send a message to the people that he left behind in order to inform them that he made it safely and was all right.
She felt guilty knowing that he left people. She knew that she would be sad if she left the crew of the Andromeda. It made sense that he was so quiet, he missed his friends he had to leave behind. Maybe, if they were in the universe, she could convince Dylan to let them visit Dash's friends and then he would be happy.
She got up off of her bed and walked back over to the window.
If only she knew…
This was scaring her, she was so confused.
Her mind was jumbled with feelings from Dash. And it was a mixture of love and fear of the unknown. She couldn't read any emotions off if him, not surprising since avatars could block such things from each other. But she was hurt that he would block himself from her.
And what would she do when the time came for her to leave the Andromeda? Would she be allowed to come back?
Trance sighed as she wrapped her arms around herself.
She always knew that her time with them would come to an end at some point. That someday, like countless times it happened before, they would die and she would live on. How many groups of friends had she lost in the same way? Watching them wither with age and die as she stayed the same? Being able to do nothing as friends, centuries, passed before her eyes?
Trance was so tired of becoming so attached humans, only to have them fade away. Yet, she couldn't stop. It was this humanity she had gained, which allowed her to do her job so well. The pain stayed with her. The things she learned, she used to help others she would befriend ion the future.
But she was tired of the loneliness of it all.
She wanted something that would last, last as long as long as she would. She didn't want to be left behind, living long after a civilization she helped to build vanished from history. She didn't want to watch as her friends were forgotten by time. She didn't want to see another child be born, only to know how her life would play out and someday she would appear and ask be one of her crew.
She wanted something.
Anything, as long as it would last.
And she could get that with Dash. She would be together, and create a new life together. He would live as long as her, maybe even longer. She wouldn't have to watch him age and die.
So why did she feel as if something were wrong?
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Dash entered his shuttle, locking the door behind him as he went over to the pilot's chair. He, unlike Trance, was able to pilot. Not very well, but so far he had never killed anyone in a crash or jumped around in time, so he counted himself as an all right pilot.
He leaned over and took a small, shiny silver device from under his chair, smiling he pocketed it. Looking around, he sat down in the pilot's chair and opened a Com Link.
He murmured a message out in some language that was either unknown, or from a different universe. Occasionally he would laugh, or seem mad or confused. Trance's name was used 5 times. Andromeda's was used as well, so were some other member's of the crew.
After ten minutes he closed the link, and sent the message to pre-marked co-ordinates, and left, locking the door behind him as he went.
Instead of turning down the hallway to Trance's quarters, he went the way to Command. Going in, he went over to a console, vaguely aware of the ship's avatar watching, and another person in the room.
Dash slid his hand into his pocket and took out the device, hooking it into the console. He his fingers flashed over the keys as he had information transferred into the little device, which fit smugly into the palm of his hand.
Once he had the information set to load, he quickly extracted it from the computer, slipped it inside of his pocket, and rushed out of command and back to his quarters with Trance.
His mission was looking up.
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Rommie walked down the corridors to Command Deck, she left Beka's room after Beka did. She smiled, Beka was so nervous. The other girl said she could stay and clean up, but after being told the some Maria bots could do it, she dashed away from the mess.
Entering command she saw no one else was in there, and found it odd, but dismissed it. They didn't have a full crew yet, and seeing an empty room was still very common. She walked up to console and checked to make sure that they were fine still floating in space.
The doors opened and in walked a young woman, a member of the crew. Shortly after a man entered, his vital signs were-well they were non-existent. Scanning over recent files she came up with a shuttle docking in her landing bay and Trance going to meet him, a tender embrace, and they headed back to Trance's quarters. Earlier, in the hallway, a conversation between Trance and Dylan. So the man was Trance's…
Fiancé!
Just as she was about to turn to talk to him, he swiftly fled out of the room.
Then the young woman she entered before him also fled from Command.
Rommie stood at her post and looked about the room, a confused expression on her face.
"That was weird.'
And then she felt strange, as the lights blinked, her systems shut down.
Just as quickly as she was turned off, she came off on again. She stood up straight, closed her eyes and then opened then again.
She walked out of command, not remembering being powered down, or knowing that the files of a certain crew member were extracted from her memory core.
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Allison stalked down the hallway, there had to be a way to get Beka out of the picture.
There just had to be!
She has to have some kind of weakness, or done something that could be used as blackmail. She was not used to things not going her way.
But obviously, Rhade was immune to her charm.
"Impossible!"
She entered a machine shop and started sifting around the junk thrown all over the table.
There had to be some something wrong with him.
'Oh there's nothing wrong with my Snuggles, how could even think that? It's Valentine. It's all her fault. She put some weird funky voodoo on my hunny bunny. And now I can't even ask Nadine to help me. This is just great. As if it's not bad enough that she has to steal my man, she goes and steals my best friend as well. What did I ever do to deserve this?'
Finding what she was looking for, a small shiny silver device with a bunch of buttons on it, she shoved it in her pocket, and took of down the hallway once more.
There was no way she would fail.
She huffed as she entered the Command deck, and pouted her way over to a console connected to the wall.
'There just has to be something I can dig up that will help me to defeat her.'
She pulled the device out of her pocket, and hooked it to the console. Pushing a few buttons, she quickly pulled the gadget out, and exited command, heading back to her quarters.
'Now I'll get exactly what I need to make her pay. All I have to do is wait a few seconds and the information I'll need with go onto this pretty little device. And it's bye-bye Beka for sure.'
Allison giggled, skipping down the hallway to her room.
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Deep inside of Andromeda's mainframe, Andromeda herself was a busy hiding file from her AI. So busy, that she didn't even notice when someone started to tamper with her files, extracting pieces of it. And when she finally did notice, it was too late. The person was gone, and her memory of anyone being there was wiped away.
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Mwahahahaha, the plot, it thickens! So, who do you think extracted the files from Rommie? Who/what do you think the files were of? Who do you think entered Andromeda's mainframe (same person, different person)? What do you think was taken?
I already know (nyah nyah!) I'm just curious as to what people think.
