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Fandom: Andromeda
Pairing: Seamus Zealzny Harper and Tyr Anasazi out of Victoria, by Barbarossa.
Theme set: Epsilon
Disclaimer: Gene Roddenberry's. Borrowed for a joy ride.
Rating: PG maybe PG 13.
Motion: Harper couldn't help but back away when the tall Neitzchean entered the room.
Cool: Tyr gave the Bostonian a look of sheer disdain.
Young: Harper usually felt so old-around everyone except Tyr: then he felt like a child.
Last: "Tyr...if we make it through this; Ga-ah!!"
Wrong: Harper caught Tyr's eye-and kept his mouth shut even though he knew Dylan was wrong.
Gentle: "Wouldn't have thought you could ever be tender, but with kids-you are."
One: "I have only one life to live, might as well do good at it."
Thousand: A thousand heartbeats passed in silence before Harper would voice his thanks.
King: "Naw Tyr, you'd make a better king than me-not that Dylan would let either of us take the job."
Learn: "Tyr I gotta learn some new fightin' styles."
Blur: Harper's hands were a blur ashe raged over leaving Brendan.
Wait: "Wait for it...wait-NOW HARPER!"
Change: Harper wondered when Tyr had begun to...was it respect-him.
Command: "If you so much as come near me kludge-"
Hold: "I don't need anybody to comfort me, hold me Tyr!"
Need: "I just need to be alone-the last of my family is dead and it's all my fault!"
Vision: It had been Tyr's good vision that saved Harper, nothing else.
Attention: Only Tyr noticed that Harper had picked everyone's pockets, stolen the thrones from the wallets and returned them.
Soul: "You don't believe in souls Tyr?"
Picture: Harper had no pictures in his room-nor did Tyr though neither brought it up.
Fool: "You play the fool yet we know what you can do, why?"
Mad: Tyr found he could rarely stay angry with the young engineer.
Child: I ain't a child Anasazi, I've seen things that would give /you/ nightmares!"
Now: "Ok, NOW you can kill me Tyr-Infestation...dear lord..."
Shadow: At the mere mention of the mines, Tyr's eyes were breifly shadowed.
Goodbye: "I shall miss you Harper, you made me laugh-but never aloud."
Hide: "With the Magog you can't hide, you can run or you can pray, maybe-maybe fight but nothing more to 'survive'."
Fortune: "Hey Tyr-Good Luck"
Safe: "We're back on Andromeda Mr. Harper...but you are still infested."
Ghost: Harper believed in ghosts, and seeing his 'demons' attack he could have sworn his saw his cousins' sprits.
Book: Harper sat struggling to read, unaware he was being watched.
Eye: Blue eyes locked on amber in silent agreement.
Never: "Never call me Uber again"
Sing: "I wanna sing, I wanna act-" "Until you realized, you need talent for that!"
Sudden: The change from 'kludge' to 'little professor' had been sudden, but Harper didn't mind.
Stop: "Stop calling me Kludge, I have name-nearly as long as yours!!"
Time: "You got bored and sent fruit...back in time?"
Wash: "Hold still, Hafta clean this wound Mr. 'Survival is everything' "
Torn: "His life or mine, Rev I /am/ torn"
History: "Boston is known for her history y'know Tyr."
Power: "Power's up again let's get outta here."
Bother: No matter how much Harper bothered Tyr he was rather...admirable.
God: "I learned long ago there ain't no God and it don't matter why I think so."
Wall: In a fit of fury, Tyr threw Harper into a wall.
Naked: Under Tyr's steady gaze Harper always felt...exposed.
Drive: "You repaired the Slipstream Drive with a paper clip, a piece of bubble gum and a Bottle cap."
Harm: A mental oath and a quick fond glance sealed the too small human from harm.
Precious: "Happy memoires are precious few for us I belive, Harper."
Hunger: Hunger knawed at Harper but he didn't eat, absorbed in his work.
Believe: "I think you may be the first human I-" "Like?"