fic (Andromeda) Mea Culpa table 3, #27 ashamed
Title: Mea Culpa
Fandom: Andromeda, general series
Author: karrenia
Character: Dylan, Tyr, mentions of Harper
Words: 330
Rating: General audiences
Table 3, #27 ashamed
84/100
Disclaimer: Andromeda belongs to Tribune and Fireworks Entertainment. It is not mine.
"Mea Culpa" by karrenia
“Well, you’ve really done it this time, haven’t you?”
“I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about, Tyr,” replied Dylan Hunt while studiously attempting to avoid glancing in the general direction of his acting weapons officer; although he could always claim that his attention was riveted on the view displayed up on the main screen of the command deck.
Tyr also appeared disinclined to let the subject drop for he shifted his position and planted himself within Dylan’s field of vision, planting his booted feet and crossing his massive arms over his chest. “Have you not? You are being obtuse.”
“I’m the captain; it’s my prerogative.
“Indeed, but as difficult as it may sometimes be,” Tyr remarked, with the faintest shadow of a smile on his lips, observed, “A leader must always lead by example, and it hardly would shameful to admit when you are wrong.”
“Is that what you want me to do?”
“Yes and no.”
“Make up your mind!” griped Dylan.
“No, because it’s not I whom you have wronged. Yes, because I want you to admit it. I want you to make a habit of saying, to borrow the Latin phrase, “Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.”
“To whom?” Dylan asked. He recognized the Latin expression but under the circumstances, and considering the source, he’d be damned before he would admit as much to the other man. He mulled over the list of possibilities in his mind, but was still surprised when Tyr said the name of the person he had in mind.
“To Mr. Harper,” Tyr replied.
“Harper? I didn’t know you cared?”
“Well enough, in my own way,” said Tyr quietly, “but when you to do make your apologizes to Mr. Harper, do not, under any circumstances tell him as much, it will only serve to make his ego bigger than it already is.”
“More than likely” agreed Dylan. “Okay, okay, stop hounding me already, Tyr. I’ll do it.”
“See that you do,” Tyr replied.
Fandom: Andromeda, general series
Author: karrenia
Character: Dylan, Tyr, mentions of Harper
Words: 330
Rating: General audiences
Table 3, #27 ashamed
84/100
Disclaimer: Andromeda belongs to Tribune and Fireworks Entertainment. It is not mine.
"Mea Culpa" by karrenia
“Well, you’ve really done it this time, haven’t you?”
“I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about, Tyr,” replied Dylan Hunt while studiously attempting to avoid glancing in the general direction of his acting weapons officer; although he could always claim that his attention was riveted on the view displayed up on the main screen of the command deck.
Tyr also appeared disinclined to let the subject drop for he shifted his position and planted himself within Dylan’s field of vision, planting his booted feet and crossing his massive arms over his chest. “Have you not? You are being obtuse.”
“I’m the captain; it’s my prerogative.
“Indeed, but as difficult as it may sometimes be,” Tyr remarked, with the faintest shadow of a smile on his lips, observed, “A leader must always lead by example, and it hardly would shameful to admit when you are wrong.”
“Is that what you want me to do?”
“Yes and no.”
“Make up your mind!” griped Dylan.
“No, because it’s not I whom you have wronged. Yes, because I want you to admit it. I want you to make a habit of saying, to borrow the Latin phrase, “Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.”
“To whom?” Dylan asked. He recognized the Latin expression but under the circumstances, and considering the source, he’d be damned before he would admit as much to the other man. He mulled over the list of possibilities in his mind, but was still surprised when Tyr said the name of the person he had in mind.
“To Mr. Harper,” Tyr replied.
“Harper? I didn’t know you cared?”
“Well enough, in my own way,” said Tyr quietly, “but when you to do make your apologizes to Mr. Harper, do not, under any circumstances tell him as much, it will only serve to make his ego bigger than it already is.”
“More than likely” agreed Dylan. “Okay, okay, stop hounding me already, Tyr. I’ll do it.”
“See that you do,” Tyr replied.