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Alternative Universe story, Episode: 5.1 Crais and Talyn to the rescue, again. This time Crais gets...
Title: To the Rescue
Author: GitonCrais
Rating: General/AU
Spoilers: Season 5
Keywords: Crais and Moya crew
Summary: Crais and Talyn to the rescue, again
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To the rescue
By GitonCrais
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Rygel and Ka D'Argo looked on in horror as the unidentified ship swooped down towards the planet, towards the happy couple in the boat. Chiana clung to Ka D'Argo, sensing the anxiety. Her unseeing eyes roamed around Command, "What's happening?"
It was Ka D'Argo who shouted through the comms, "John, get out of there!"
The shout was futile, there was no way Aeryn and John could save themselves. Those on board Moya could only stare at the happy couple and wait helplessly for the unknown assailant to obliterate them.
Then, out of nowhere, a black sleek shape dove after the first unidentified ship, it was like a black blur and almost faster than the eye could follow. It went in pursuit, locking on. Before the other ship could take any action it had been blasted completely out of existence by the black newcomer.
The crew on Moya looked on in relief and shock. Would this Fighter now turn on Crichton and Aeryn or even on Moya?
The Fighter came to an abrupt stop near the boat of Aeryn and Crichton. The tip of its wing nearly touched the rim of the boat while it hovered above the water.
A distorted voice invited them to come on board. The rescuer warned them that there were more enemy ships in space, possibly waiting to take them out. The stranger proposed to take them to the spaceport where they could get to their transport pod. From there, he would escort them to their ship.
Without preamble Aeryn and Crichton accepted the stranger's invitation. They took their belongings out of the boat and walked over the wing to the seats behind the pilot. They had hardly closed the hatch when the Fighter flew off again. He brought them to the spaceport and waited patiently until they had cleared it with the port-authorities to leave. The Fighter followed them like a black shadow to Moya.
Crichton commed the stranger from the pod, "Would you like to come on board with us? We wish to thank you for our rescue."
"I will," replied the stranger in a non-descript voice.
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Aeryn and Crichton boarded first and settled the pod, so that the stranger could also park comfortably.
Ka D'Argo, Rygel and Chiana had already entered the Hangar Bay by the time the stranger docked.
The ship was sleek and of such a deep black that it almost seemed to disappear. As the Fighter had been on approach to the Hangar Bay the wings had folded and became part of the body of the ship itself. It now, strangely enough, reminded the Moya crew of a duplicate of a Leviathan, the tail-section was shaped like the fins of a Leviathan's tail, only solid.
The hatch of the Fighter opened and a figure dressed in a black skin-tight space suit emerged.
Before walking up to the group, he used the comms to tell Pilot to hide behind the moon. Pilot obeyed the order without questioning.
The man, for it was most certainly a man, walked up to them.
Crichton was worried that Pilot had complied so easily with the stranger's request, "Pilot, belay that order."
"But Commander..."
"Do as I say!"
"You haven't changed, have you Crichton," the stranger said in calm measured tones. His next words were directed to Pilot, "Hide behind the moon Pilot, the enemy is still here."
Again Pilot complied.
"Look here Mister," Crichton started, "I appreciate that you have saved our eemas down there but I don't want you giving orders on my ship or to my ship's pilot, is that clear?"
What had started as a warm welcome toward the stranger slowly turned hostile.
"That feels more familiar," remarked the stranger and they could hear a deep throaty laugh.
Aeryn thought it sounded familiar, "Who are you?"
"An old enemy and an old friend," answered the stranger enigmatically.
"That could be almost anyone," chuckled Rygel.
The stranger stopped three paces away from the group. There was something familiar about him. The wide shoulders and broad chest reminded Aeryn of... No, it couldn't be, he was dead!
The stranger took his helmet off and the amused face of Bialar Crais was revealed.
For a moment there was silence.
Disclaimer: "Farscape" is a protected trademark and I'm just borrowing the characters. I promise to give them back once I've used them, hopefully more or less intact.
Alternative Universe story, Episode: 5.1 Crais and Talyn to the rescue, again. This time Crais gets...
Title: To the Rescue
Author: GitonCrais
Rating: General/AU
Spoilers: Season 5
Keywords: Crais and Moya crew
Summary: Crais and Talyn to the rescue, again
.
To the rescue
By GitonCrais
.
Rygel and Ka D'Argo looked on in horror as the unidentified ship swooped down towards the planet, towards the happy couple in the boat. Chiana clung to Ka D'Argo, sensing the anxiety. Her unseeing eyes roamed around Command, "What's happening?"
It was Ka D'Argo who shouted through the comms, "John, get out of there!"
The shout was futile, there was no way Aeryn and John could save themselves. Those on board Moya could only stare at the happy couple and wait helplessly for the unknown assailant to obliterate them.
Then, out of nowhere, a black sleek shape dove after the first unidentified ship, it was like a black blur and almost faster than the eye could follow. It went in pursuit, locking on. Before the other ship could take any action it had been blasted completely out of existence by the black newcomer.
The crew on Moya looked on in relief and shock. Would this Fighter now turn on Crichton and Aeryn or even on Moya?
The Fighter came to an abrupt stop near the boat of Aeryn and Crichton. The tip of its wing nearly touched the rim of the boat while it hovered above the water.
A distorted voice invited them to come on board. The rescuer warned them that there were more enemy ships in space, possibly waiting to take them out. The stranger proposed to take them to the spaceport where they could get to their transport pod. From there, he would escort them to their ship.
Without preamble Aeryn and Crichton accepted the stranger's invitation. They took their belongings out of the boat and walked over the wing to the seats behind the pilot. They had hardly closed the hatch when the Fighter flew off again. He brought them to the spaceport and waited patiently until they had cleared it with the port-authorities to leave. The Fighter followed them like a black shadow to Moya.
Crichton commed the stranger from the pod, "Would you like to come on board with us? We wish to thank you for our rescue."
"I will," replied the stranger in a non-descript voice.
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Aeryn and Crichton boarded first and settled the pod, so that the stranger could also park comfortably.
Ka D'Argo, Rygel and Chiana had already entered the Hangar Bay by the time the stranger docked.
The ship was sleek and of such a deep black that it almost seemed to disappear. As the Fighter had been on approach to the Hangar Bay the wings had folded and became part of the body of the ship itself. It now, strangely enough, reminded the Moya crew of a duplicate of a Leviathan, the tail-section was shaped like the fins of a Leviathan's tail, only solid.
The hatch of the Fighter opened and a figure dressed in a black skin-tight space suit emerged.
Before walking up to the group, he used the comms to tell Pilot to hide behind the moon. Pilot obeyed the order without questioning.
The man, for it was most certainly a man, walked up to them.
Crichton was worried that Pilot had complied so easily with the stranger's request, "Pilot, belay that order."
"But Commander..."
"Do as I say!"
"You haven't changed, have you Crichton," the stranger said in calm measured tones. His next words were directed to Pilot, "Hide behind the moon Pilot, the enemy is still here."
Again Pilot complied.
"Look here Mister," Crichton started, "I appreciate that you have saved our eemas down there but I don't want you giving orders on my ship or to my ship's pilot, is that clear?"
What had started as a warm welcome toward the stranger slowly turned hostile.
"That feels more familiar," remarked the stranger and they could hear a deep throaty laugh.
Aeryn thought it sounded familiar, "Who are you?"
"An old enemy and an old friend," answered the stranger enigmatically.
"That could be almost anyone," chuckled Rygel.
The stranger stopped three paces away from the group. There was something familiar about him. The wide shoulders and broad chest reminded Aeryn of... No, it couldn't be, he was dead!
The stranger took his helmet off and the amused face of Bialar Crais was revealed.
For a moment there was silence.