Old Friends, Part 5: Mary and Mark
Rommie,
Orion and Dylan followed Trance through the drift till they reached a Bar. From
the sounds coming from the center of the room, it was safe to say a fight was
going on. Rommie, Orion and Dylan forced their way across the room while Trance
held back at the fringe.
When
they reached the center of the bar, Rommie and Dylan where shocked by what they
saw: Tyr was being pummeled by a young woman half his size. She looked
Nietzschean, except that her wrist-bones where less-pronounce. She delivered a
devastating roundhouse kick that sent Tyr backwards into the cheering crowed. He
stood shakily on his feet, and tried to counter-attack.
The
young woman was faster, and ducked below his attack, and delivered a series of
rabbit punches to his kidneys. The big Nietzschean fell to the ground. His
opponent was about to deliver a killer blow, when Orion grabbed her hand, and
said in a stern voice, "That's enough Mary!" The young woman looked at
him with murder in his eyes, but relaxed, "Ok."
Orion
pulled Mary before a startled Rommie and Dylan, "Captain Hunt, Andromeda,
this is my chief engineer, Mary McCoy. Mary, this is my old friend, the
Andromeda Ascendant, and her Captain, Dylan Hunt. The man you where just about
to kill was Tyr Anasazi, their Tactical officer." Mary came to what could
be called attention, but only if you stretched the word to braking point,
"Captain, Andromeda. You may need a new Tactical officer: your currant one
is not that good in a fight."
Trance
stepped forwards, "Hi, I'm Trance, Trance Gemini." Mary gave Trance a
look over, "You're also purple." Orion clipped her round the back of
the head, "I apologies Miss Gemini: my goddaughter has a lot to learn about
manners." Trance smiled, "It's ok. It's kind of hard to miss, the tail
and all."
"What
the hell have you gotten yourself into this time?" called a voice from the
doorway. Orion smiled, "And may I also introduce my godson and captain,
Mark McCoy. Mark, this is my old friend, the Andromeda Ascendant, and her
Captain, Dylan Hunt, Miss Trance Gemini, and the Nietzschean on the floor over
there is Tyr Anasazi, Andromeda's Tactical officer." A tall, blond haired
man of Dylan's age came sharply to attention, "Sir!" Dylan looked Mark
over: he wore a High Guard Commanders uniform that looked almost new, a
forcelance hung from his belt. His eyes where fixed firmly on Mary, "I hope
sister has not caused to much trouble: she has a tendency to get banned from
Drift's."
TBC