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borrowing
Rating: PG
Setting: Takes place after Unrealized Reality
Prologue
Crais and Talyn has been flung into a distant part of the universe. They had not encountered any other ships or civilized worlds. On the last planet Crais had been forced to locate food in the wild rather than risking contact with the inhabitants. Talyn had no idea where they were and he was unable to starburst due to injuries sustained destroying the command carrier. He was healing, but it was taking time.
His supplies were running low. He needed to find somewhere to resupply in the next few solar days. Talyn believed he had located a suitable planet. They detected no interstellar traffic, but did detect electromagnetic signals emanating from the planet. They approached cautiously. Talyn chirped excitedly. It seemed he detected a signal on a familiar frequency. Talyn put it on audio. ~Hey, can anybody hear me? I'm stuck up here. Houston, this is John Crichton. Can you hear me?~
Crais groaned inwardly. How was it that he and the human had ended up in the same forsaken sector of space? Crais checked Talyn's sensors. Crichton was out there in a space suit with no sign of Moya. He found himself wondering how the human came to be in this predicament. There was only one way to find out. "Crichton, stand by for the docking web to bring you aboard." Crais ordered Talyn to maneuver to bring the human onboard.
~Crais, man. Is that really you?~ Crichton asked incredulously.
"I don't know who else it would be." Why was Crichton always compelled to ask questions he obviously knew the answer to? Crais went down to the docking bay to meet Crichton.
Once Talyn opened the hangar doors Crichton sprinted over and gave Crais a huge hug. This caught Crais completely by surprise. "I have never been so glad to see your ugly mug. I thought I was dead." Crais found himself thankful that Crichton had removed his helmet first.
He was finally able to break out of the human's grasp. "Crichton, what were you doing out there without Moya in the area?"
Crichton thought about it a microt, "Let me give you the short version. I was outside Moya observing wormholes when I got sucked down one. I had a weird conversation with a weird alien. I was trying to find my way back to Moya but instead ended up here. What about you? We thought the two of you were dead?"
"Obviously we are very much alive. Talyn and I were flung to this far distant sector of space when we starburst. We have been trying to find our way back to known space over the last monen. I am planning."
Crichton interrupted, "Whoa, wait. Did you say last monen?"
Crais tried not to let Crichton frustrate him, "Yes, Crichton."
"Oh," Crichton's voice and face took on distant qualities.
Now Crais was curious, "What's wrong, Crichton?"
"What do you remember from your starburst?"
"Nothing. The energy overwhelmed Talyn's senses. We were both unconscious when we arrived at our final destination."
"Uh-huh."
"Crichton, if you know something that is useful I suggest you to share it."
"You have no idea where you are?"
"I believe I already stated that. I am quickly losing patience with you, Crichton," Crais growled
This snapped Crichton out of his thoughts, "Crais, I think that you and Talyn were thrown through a wormhole. Not entirely improbable since the command carrier was an integral part of the wormhole project."
"Do you know where we are?"
"Yeah. That planet below us is Earth. It's also been nearly half a cycle since you and Talyn disappeared."
The last bit of information shocked Crais more than the fact they were in orbit of Crichton's home world. He had lost nearly half a cycle. He leaned up against the workbench before his legs gave out.
Rating: PG
Setting: Takes place after Unrealized Reality
Prologue
Crais and Talyn has been flung into a distant part of the universe. They had not encountered any other ships or civilized worlds. On the last planet Crais had been forced to locate food in the wild rather than risking contact with the inhabitants. Talyn had no idea where they were and he was unable to starburst due to injuries sustained destroying the command carrier. He was healing, but it was taking time.
His supplies were running low. He needed to find somewhere to resupply in the next few solar days. Talyn believed he had located a suitable planet. They detected no interstellar traffic, but did detect electromagnetic signals emanating from the planet. They approached cautiously. Talyn chirped excitedly. It seemed he detected a signal on a familiar frequency. Talyn put it on audio. ~Hey, can anybody hear me? I'm stuck up here. Houston, this is John Crichton. Can you hear me?~
Crais groaned inwardly. How was it that he and the human had ended up in the same forsaken sector of space? Crais checked Talyn's sensors. Crichton was out there in a space suit with no sign of Moya. He found himself wondering how the human came to be in this predicament. There was only one way to find out. "Crichton, stand by for the docking web to bring you aboard." Crais ordered Talyn to maneuver to bring the human onboard.
~Crais, man. Is that really you?~ Crichton asked incredulously.
"I don't know who else it would be." Why was Crichton always compelled to ask questions he obviously knew the answer to? Crais went down to the docking bay to meet Crichton.
Once Talyn opened the hangar doors Crichton sprinted over and gave Crais a huge hug. This caught Crais completely by surprise. "I have never been so glad to see your ugly mug. I thought I was dead." Crais found himself thankful that Crichton had removed his helmet first.
He was finally able to break out of the human's grasp. "Crichton, what were you doing out there without Moya in the area?"
Crichton thought about it a microt, "Let me give you the short version. I was outside Moya observing wormholes when I got sucked down one. I had a weird conversation with a weird alien. I was trying to find my way back to Moya but instead ended up here. What about you? We thought the two of you were dead?"
"Obviously we are very much alive. Talyn and I were flung to this far distant sector of space when we starburst. We have been trying to find our way back to known space over the last monen. I am planning."
Crichton interrupted, "Whoa, wait. Did you say last monen?"
Crais tried not to let Crichton frustrate him, "Yes, Crichton."
"Oh," Crichton's voice and face took on distant qualities.
Now Crais was curious, "What's wrong, Crichton?"
"What do you remember from your starburst?"
"Nothing. The energy overwhelmed Talyn's senses. We were both unconscious when we arrived at our final destination."
"Uh-huh."
"Crichton, if you know something that is useful I suggest you to share it."
"You have no idea where you are?"
"I believe I already stated that. I am quickly losing patience with you, Crichton," Crais growled
This snapped Crichton out of his thoughts, "Crais, I think that you and Talyn were thrown through a wormhole. Not entirely improbable since the command carrier was an integral part of the wormhole project."
"Do you know where we are?"
"Yeah. That planet below us is Earth. It's also been nearly half a cycle since you and Talyn disappeared."
The last bit of information shocked Crais more than the fact they were in orbit of Crichton's home world. He had lost nearly half a cycle. He leaned up against the workbench before his legs gave out.