Aeryn-Pip "Your John paired up with Aeryn Sun?!" I blink, surprise despite myself. "Not Zhaan?" Back before the wormhole experiment frellup of Cri..... of my Crichton, I'd kinda noticed that there had been something developing between Sun and Crichton before the nerfer had decided to just go with Zhaan and Sun and Stark paired up. I-I had thought it had been a more likely pairing, Delvian and Human instead of Human and militant Sebacian. Not as surprised about this news as I'd been over finding out my dragon sister over yonder actually having gotten married to . . . I-I mean Sigin's great looking and.... But-But- Well, anyway I'm surprised over that pairing as well, shall we say... Wouldn't have at least had some kind of . . . pairing with Crichton, but . . . Uh, well that. Hrmph. When Betty had (slowly) told me and my sister just why that one Crichton had pointed his gun at me, only at the last moment not-not.... He'd not been able to, in the end and I'd . . . never been so scared grotless in my life up to that point. Had breathed a huge sigh of relief you would just not believe when-when. When that frekface, Scorpius (that's what Chiana had called him) shot me! FRELL, that had hurt like hezmanna.... Now that I understand that that particular John had done what he'd done. Don't think I'll be able to get over . . . . bad feelings about it any time soon, but. . . . At least I can understand it, now! If this relationship between that Crichton and his women (whoever it turned out to be) then . . . . Sigh, I remember how wrapped up my Crichton was over my Zhaan. He'd do anything for her. Anything.... Which apparently almost having it. . . . Which means almost been so driven as to be able to shoot an old friend... .... Or technically someone who LOOKS and . . . Frell, this "parallel reality" dren still makes my head spin! Still, there was something.... But . . . But while I have distinct memories of my wounds instantly healing . . . what happened afterwards was-was like a dream! Have a hazy memory of saying and doing things not of my choice. Sorta like it was a dream. Remember that that Crichton and Scorpy being totally oblivious to whatever was going around them, though.... Strange. Gotta bring that up after we get done with getting my sister with they eye problems fixed up... And sometime in the near future I'm going to get either Betty or Ragan show me this DVD collection of Farscape. I want to know and know badly just how different my life is compared to my sister. It's turning out that the differences seem to be a lot more than I'd initially believed!! Pausing to admire (and stare, actually) at a view of what is basically a big frelling city park (on a space station?!), I and my sisters talk about other things. This and that. Shop talk. All fine and well until we finally do get to this Infirmary. Plan had been to drop my sisters off (who'd be escorted to quarters and such by Garabaldi's men while they wait for the TARDIS to return). I'd like to stay myself and play support, but . . . I've got a Quest here to help on! Besides, we have a time machine! We'll be back before they even miss us! And that's just about the time the gaggle of Chianas lead by B'Elanna meets another gaggle of Chianas being shepherded by the analog sister of Inquirer (Inquirer 2) and none other than John Crichton....
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