Fic: Disconnect
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arevhatTitle: Disconnect
Word Count: 444
Rated: PG
Setting: DWTB
Characters: Aeryn Sun, Chiana
Summary: Under the seams runs the pain. - Anne Carson
Disclaimer: Farscape and its characters belong to The Jim Henson Company, and not to me.
Setting: DWTB.
Rating & Warnings: PG.
Thank You: Em,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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DISCONNECT
Aeryn gathers Talyn’s remains and lays the fragile bones as close to his mother’s heart as she can, but the hangar bay can never be close enough, and Moya moans, hollow in her grief.
“I thought there’d be more,” Chiana says.
Pilot knows Chiana’s nested in the shadows, but Aeryn startles when she speaks. Aeryn sinks – to her knees, back on her heels, into anger – her mouth a thin red line. There should be more, but she searched the debris field for arns and arns and found only these small pieces of Talyn, and nothing of Crais.
“Chiana, come here,” Aeryn says. She softens when the girl hesitates; her hand flutters over her abdomen, settles on her thigh. “Tell me about Talyn. About his birth.”
Chiana clambers down from her perch and closes the space between them, tilts her head to the side. She says, “You know…you know how Moya sometimes smells like a – a coin on your tongue?”
Aeryn knits her brows, then nods.
“Talyn smelled sweet,” Chiana says. “Like syrup on a spoon.”
Aeryn straightens her shoulders, her braid tumbling down her back, and lets Chiana’s nostalgia wash against her.
“He was warm,” Chiana says. “I thought it was gonna be too hot, in the vent, but it wasn’t. He was warm and bright and he – he shone.” She scuffs the toe of her boot against the floor and laughs, sudden and sharp. “I was scared he was gonna die.”
Moya’s ache thrums behind Pilot’s eyes, and Aeryn says, “Tell me.”
“Frell,” Chiana says, “I was a wellnitz.” But she crouches, a gloved finger tracing circles and lines Aeryn can’t decipher in the dust, in Talyn. “Pilot forced an atmosphere so – so I could breathe, and I knew Moya could breathe atmosphere, but I wasn’t sure if the narl could, or if he had to learn; and when I couldn’t cut the seam I was scared he’d suffocate, because I didn’t know what the frell I was doing.”
Aeryn traces her own line in the dust, rubs it out. “Chiana…”
“Yeah?”
“D’Argo told me you’re going to look for the Nebari Resistance.” She holds herself as close as she can. “Ask Crichton to go with you.”
Chiana’s eyes open wide. “No.”
Aeryn hadn’t expected that, but then she hadn’t expected to return to Moya, to find Crichton sleeping alone. “No? You don’t want him to?”
“I want him to,” Chiana says, and she shakes her hair, her shoulders. “I don’t want to hear him tell me all the reasons he can’t.” She stands, steps back into shadow. “He’ll never, never walk away from you, Aeryn. He loves you.”
Aeryn says, “I know.”
Word Count: 444
Rated: PG
Setting: DWTB
Characters: Aeryn Sun, Chiana
Summary: Under the seams runs the pain. - Anne Carson
Disclaimer: Farscape and its characters belong to The Jim Henson Company, and not to me.
Setting: DWTB.
Rating & Warnings: PG.
Thank You: Em,
olegscape , and olegscape for the feedback and much needed ego-boos.DISCONNECT
Aeryn gathers Talyn’s remains and lays the fragile bones as close to his mother’s heart as she can, but the hangar bay can never be close enough, and Moya moans, hollow in her grief.
“I thought there’d be more,” Chiana says.
Pilot knows Chiana’s nested in the shadows, but Aeryn startles when she speaks. Aeryn sinks – to her knees, back on her heels, into anger – her mouth a thin red line. There should be more, but she searched the debris field for arns and arns and found only these small pieces of Talyn, and nothing of Crais.
“Chiana, come here,” Aeryn says. She softens when the girl hesitates; her hand flutters over her abdomen, settles on her thigh. “Tell me about Talyn. About his birth.”
Chiana clambers down from her perch and closes the space between them, tilts her head to the side. She says, “You know…you know how Moya sometimes smells like a – a coin on your tongue?”
Aeryn knits her brows, then nods.
“Talyn smelled sweet,” Chiana says. “Like syrup on a spoon.”
Aeryn straightens her shoulders, her braid tumbling down her back, and lets Chiana’s nostalgia wash against her.
“He was warm,” Chiana says. “I thought it was gonna be too hot, in the vent, but it wasn’t. He was warm and bright and he – he shone.” She scuffs the toe of her boot against the floor and laughs, sudden and sharp. “I was scared he was gonna die.”
Moya’s ache thrums behind Pilot’s eyes, and Aeryn says, “Tell me.”
“Frell,” Chiana says, “I was a wellnitz.” But she crouches, a gloved finger tracing circles and lines Aeryn can’t decipher in the dust, in Talyn. “Pilot forced an atmosphere so – so I could breathe, and I knew Moya could breathe atmosphere, but I wasn’t sure if the narl could, or if he had to learn; and when I couldn’t cut the seam I was scared he’d suffocate, because I didn’t know what the frell I was doing.”
Aeryn traces her own line in the dust, rubs it out. “Chiana…”
“Yeah?”
“D’Argo told me you’re going to look for the Nebari Resistance.” She holds herself as close as she can. “Ask Crichton to go with you.”
Chiana’s eyes open wide. “No.”
Aeryn hadn’t expected that, but then she hadn’t expected to return to Moya, to find Crichton sleeping alone. “No? You don’t want him to?”
“I want him to,” Chiana says, and she shakes her hair, her shoulders. “I don’t want to hear him tell me all the reasons he can’t.” She stands, steps back into shadow. “He’ll never, never walk away from you, Aeryn. He loves you.”
Aeryn says, “I know.”
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Date: 2010-09-13 03:06 am (UTC)TJohn didn't express any qualms about being with Aeryn and abandoning MJohn because there wasn't time for them to dwell on it. They were horrendously busy from the time they left Moya to the time TJohn died. John is a logical guy, a scientist, and given the chance to really think about him and his twin, I think both Johns would have realized, at least intellectually, that they were both equal and original. Neither would have been able to abandon the other in the UT's. Their reunion would have been inevitable if TJohn had survived, because Moya and Talyn had every intention of reuniting, and I don't think Aeryn and John would have dreamed of keeping them apart. The Johns being together would have forced them to consider their "realness."
I don't think they would be able to share Aeryn, and probably both Johns being together would have destroyed J/A for good. But sharing Earth? Sure...Earth is a big place. I think even sharing John's family would have eventually been feasible, assuming the US government didn't immediately lock them both up in the loony bin.
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Date: 2010-09-13 04:31 am (UTC)I disagree about them having no time to think about it. They had a quiet moments too, and it all was happening over a hefty period of time.
Both Johns knew that there was absolutely no way they could share Aeryn, and I believe this was the major reason why they were so determined to label the other as a copy. They had to think like that, because otherwise J/A would indeed be over for both of them. So when the J/A situation started to unravel on Talyn, I believe John did think of the other, but he went with it according to that reasoning. Getting together with Aeryn had solidified him seeing the other as a clone. It’s just difficult to picture him thinking of MJohn as a clone when it comes to Aeryn, and not thinking of him as a clone when it comes to Earth, he would have to be consistent. Would he be so cruel as to not let his clone visit Earth? I don’t think so, probably not.
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Date: 2010-09-14 12:20 am (UTC)Does it? I guess I have the impression that it happened quickly (like, over a couple of weeks) because I saw all those episodes in one afternoon :D
Would he be so cruel as to not let his clone visit Earth? I don’t think so, probably not.
Yeah...in the end, I have to force myself to believe some good things about TJohn (like "he would never abandon MJohn in the UT's!"), otherwise not only would I dislike him, I wouldn't be able to tolerate his existence. And since he's such a big part of season 3, I can't let that happen :P
Plus, as you say, it would be cruel to prevent either John from visiting Earth, and John Crichton...despite his many faults...is not cruel. I could accept that TJohn would consider MJohn a clone with regards to Earth as well as to Aeryn, but I do think he would have brought him along on a visit anyway.