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jeriendhalNote: I've been working on this one for a while, and have been posting regular installments on the "Terinu" fanfic forum. For those of you who don't hang around there, please read and enjoy. For more info on Terinu, click here: http://www.terinu.net/
Note: "Terinu" and related characters & images are copyright Peta Hewitt. "Stargate SG-1" is copyright the Sci-Fi Channel.
The damage to her ship was impressive. There were fist-sized holes in the bulkhead leading out into the corridor, dangling wires, and little bits of shattered artificial diamond everywhere. Fortunately the explosion had taken place in an empty cargo hold, not someplace vital like engineering. Unfortunately, it had also been the result of friendly fire.
"Lance," Leeza began, with more calm than she thought herself capable of right now, "why did you try to blow up the Treona?"
Her cousin was doing a good job of looking sheepish and betrayed at the same time. "It's not my fault, Lee," he said, gesturing to where Terinu was busy leaning up against the bulkhead and pretending not to listen. "That little grey-skinned cretin over-boosted my det charge."
The little cretin in question glared at Lance with undisguised annoyance. "You were the one that wanted to see what my bion energy would do if we used it to enhance your explosive packs. It's not my fault the walls got singed."
"Singed?" Leeza repeated. "You took out part of the corridor bulkhead and the power router for the drive sensors. It's a miracle that we didn't have a hull breach. As it is now, we can't use our star drive. Which means we are sitting ducks if some Varn cruiser pops into this system and recognizes their chief annoyance."
"Hey, I used the smallest charge I could put together, inside a diamondiod safety box with just one opening for Terinu to send his little faerie lights through. It should have held against anything short of a SATNUC round." Lance's expression brightened. "You should have seen it blow!"
Boys and their toys, Leeza thought. "Did it occur to either of you to wait until we were down on a planet, and well away from the ship, before you tried this stunt? Preferably behind a thick safety barrier?"
"The Mad Bomber here said the box would absorb the blast," Terinu finally said. "How was I supposed to know he didn't know what he was doing?"
Lance bristled and raised a finger at Terinu, "I took every precaution—"
"—except for not doing it," Leeza cut in. "Enough! I don't care who is responsible, but I'm leaving it to you two to clean up this mess and start on repairs. I'll be along to help shortly, once Rufus and I find a bolt hole where we can hide."
Terinu's tail twitched in anger. "All I did was go along—"
"--when you knew perfectly well what you were doing was dangerous. You could have said no, or you could have brought it to me. I am still captain of this ship, you know." When I'm not playing den mother. "Now go help Lance get started."
Terinu mumbled something under his breath about finding a maintenance cupboard and brushed past the two humans.
"Sorry, Lee," Lance said with a shrug, when the grey-skinned alien had gone around the corner. "I still think he deliberately pumped up the charge though."
Why was it that the tension of whatever situation they were in went up by a factor of ten when Lance and Terinu were in the same room? It wasn't as if they were rivals at anything, beyond the fact that they were both good at making things go boom. I ought to be happy. At least they were working together for once. "You could have both been killed, Lance," she said, sighing. "I'd have hated to write a letter to my aunt starting with, I'm sorry your son died doing something stupid on my watch."
"It was perfectly… …okay, maybe it wasn't, but it was as safe as I could make it. The box should have held."
Leeza rubbed her forehead, where she could feel a migraine beginning to form. "Lance, could you just start cleaning this mess up please? I'll be on the bridge."
TBC
Note: "Terinu" and related characters & images are copyright Peta Hewitt. "Stargate SG-1" is copyright the Sci-Fi Channel.
The damage to her ship was impressive. There were fist-sized holes in the bulkhead leading out into the corridor, dangling wires, and little bits of shattered artificial diamond everywhere. Fortunately the explosion had taken place in an empty cargo hold, not someplace vital like engineering. Unfortunately, it had also been the result of friendly fire.
"Lance," Leeza began, with more calm than she thought herself capable of right now, "why did you try to blow up the Treona?"
Her cousin was doing a good job of looking sheepish and betrayed at the same time. "It's not my fault, Lee," he said, gesturing to where Terinu was busy leaning up against the bulkhead and pretending not to listen. "That little grey-skinned cretin over-boosted my det charge."
The little cretin in question glared at Lance with undisguised annoyance. "You were the one that wanted to see what my bion energy would do if we used it to enhance your explosive packs. It's not my fault the walls got singed."
"Singed?" Leeza repeated. "You took out part of the corridor bulkhead and the power router for the drive sensors. It's a miracle that we didn't have a hull breach. As it is now, we can't use our star drive. Which means we are sitting ducks if some Varn cruiser pops into this system and recognizes their chief annoyance."
"Hey, I used the smallest charge I could put together, inside a diamondiod safety box with just one opening for Terinu to send his little faerie lights through. It should have held against anything short of a SATNUC round." Lance's expression brightened. "You should have seen it blow!"
Boys and their toys, Leeza thought. "Did it occur to either of you to wait until we were down on a planet, and well away from the ship, before you tried this stunt? Preferably behind a thick safety barrier?"
"The Mad Bomber here said the box would absorb the blast," Terinu finally said. "How was I supposed to know he didn't know what he was doing?"
Lance bristled and raised a finger at Terinu, "I took every precaution—"
"—except for not doing it," Leeza cut in. "Enough! I don't care who is responsible, but I'm leaving it to you two to clean up this mess and start on repairs. I'll be along to help shortly, once Rufus and I find a bolt hole where we can hide."
Terinu's tail twitched in anger. "All I did was go along—"
"--when you knew perfectly well what you were doing was dangerous. You could have said no, or you could have brought it to me. I am still captain of this ship, you know." When I'm not playing den mother. "Now go help Lance get started."
Terinu mumbled something under his breath about finding a maintenance cupboard and brushed past the two humans.
"Sorry, Lee," Lance said with a shrug, when the grey-skinned alien had gone around the corner. "I still think he deliberately pumped up the charge though."
Why was it that the tension of whatever situation they were in went up by a factor of ten when Lance and Terinu were in the same room? It wasn't as if they were rivals at anything, beyond the fact that they were both good at making things go boom. I ought to be happy. At least they were working together for once. "You could have both been killed, Lance," she said, sighing. "I'd have hated to write a letter to my aunt starting with, I'm sorry your son died doing something stupid on my watch."
"It was perfectly… …okay, maybe it wasn't, but it was as safe as I could make it. The box should have held."
Leeza rubbed her forehead, where she could feel a migraine beginning to form. "Lance, could you just start cleaning this mess up please? I'll be on the bridge."
TBC
