"Uhhhhhh..." her hand clapping against her forehead from the mother of all
migraines, Solaris groaned softly, and rolled onto her left side, nauseous.
"Oh jeez, that's the last time I do that. Somebody get me two pain killers
and remind me to call the doctor in the morning."
"YES! Solaris is awake again!" cried Stark, the Bannik slave almost giddy with excitement as he rushed to her side, anxiously awaiting her feedback on his salve. "Did it work? Are you relaxed enough?"
She looked at him like he was from Pluto. "Thanks to your salve I took a trip to LaLa Land and went back in time!" Groaning, she forced her legs to work and slid them off the table, where they landed on the floor with a thump. "Thanks to your salve, I got to see Daddy again."
"What? Impossible, that's not how it was supposed to work! I don't understand it!" Stark looked panicked, his one eye wide and showing his blues as he played with his fingers, listing everything he used. "Talus root, fragarl seed, Salmotemalava extract, blood of a vestrul."
"Blood of a what?" Repulsed, Solaris's stomach grew queasy as she clapped a hand to her mouth. "Ugh, now I think I'm really going to be sick.."
However, she didn't have time for that, as heavy footsteps approached the sick bay, and the scarlet form of D'Argo graced their presence. "Stark is Lara..?" He looked surprised to see her standing there. "Oh, yeah you're up."
"D, do I look like Buckwheat or something? OFCOURSE I'm up!"
D'Argo chuckled, his eyes glittering. "Lara, we got a problem."
"Oh frell, not another one. we're turning into Star Trek with all the problems we're having.."
Her friend looked at her blankly. "Star what?"
"Never mind.." She sighed, and whipped out Winona, twirling the gun on her slender fingers before replacing it in the sheathe at her waist. "Let's go D." her footsteps gained momentum as her boots hit the floor, running out the door and with D'Argo at her side without a second thought.
"WAIT! Solaris! You need to give me..!" cried Stark, but he never got another word out, as his patient ran out the door. "..never mind.."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back on the command deck, Solaris took her post at the center console on Moya, immediately taking a diagnostic check. "So what're we dealing with D'Argo? Peacekeepers, Scarrans, maybe a green Martian or two?"
The Luxxan was not amused. "Lara, look ahead of us."
Her blue eyes swept the screen in front of her, and she couldn't believe her eyes. Ahead, was something she had never seen before in her life, but she had through her father's memories. A swirling blue, with static electricity flowing outwards from its tunnel-like center, the wormhole was huge, flowing like liquid water down a drain pipe at this end. The beauty of it was unlike any she had ever seen before (which, in her 15 years of life, was quite a lot) and it left her shocked to the core.
"How long has that thing been there?"
"A couple microts, maybe more."
"You said there was a problem?"
D'Argo looked at her and sighed, his blue eyes seeming to sag. "Moya is caught in a temporal gravity wave that's being generated by that wormhole. We have to figure out a way to close it so we can shake Moya free."
"So you're saying that we're a piece of metal, and the wormhole's a magnet." Things began to click in her mind as the brunette contemplated. "And if we can't stop it, we'll be on the other side of the galaxy with no way of going anywhere."
"Exactly."
She shrugged and scoffed it off, amused. "Eh, no biggie. You just need Moya to reverse her system polarity and put all forward thrusters to full, Scotty. We'll make it out of here in just enough time to have a replicator dinner in the mess hall."
The Luxxan raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "I'm not even going to ask how the frell you know what to do."
"Hey, what can I say? I'm Daddy's little girl."
"What the yots is going on?" interrupted a froggy voice, and Solaris cringed and looked behind her. Of course, just in the nick of time and right when she never wanted him, was the Dominar, sitting his froggy butt in his hover chair, and demanding attention. "We're moving closer and closer to the wormhole, not moving away from it!"
"You know, we had pets about the same size as you Spanky. I'm curious, have you ever been to a zoo? Because I know a couple tigers would LOVE to have you as a chew toy." Solaris grinned wickedly, "But then again, Dinner A la Buckwheat would do more harm than good to the poor kitties."
"I'll have you know that your father never talked so disrespectfully to me! He showed some respect!"
"Yadda, yadda, yadda, cry me a river and slap my ass, I'm not buying it Spanky."
Rygel looked insulted, and hovered as close as he dared to her face, and spat in it. "You have no right to disrespect ME. ULP!"
The last few words he choked back, as he found the nozzle of Winona pointed directly to the middle of his head. "You're just looking for an excuse for me to shoot you," growled his adversary, wiping the spit from her face. "Go ahead, do it again Rygel. I dare you; no wait, I triple dog dare you to do that again. It'll give me an excuse to blow your head off."
He looked smug. "You wouldn't dare shoot me."
The brunette looked back at D'Argo, her blue eyes blazing. "Can we shove him out an airlock? I've never done that to anyone before."
D'Argo chuckled, and tapped up a couple calculations on the center console. "Unfortunately, Rygel does have his uses."
She grinned, thinking of the last time they needed the little runt to do something. 'Oh yeah, he can scrounge around Moya's air ducts like no other."
"I am no one's frelling servant!"
Solaris flicked the Dominar's forehead, and sent him reeling a bit backwards. "Shoo fly, don't bother me."
Her Luxxan friend laughed, and shook his head, his tenkas shaking to and fro. "Lara, you really are your father's daughter."
"Thanks D. Now let's get this show on the road, shall we? PILOT!"
"Yes, Officer Crichton?" replied the voice, as Pilot's soothing, neutral voice responded via the intercom.
"Pilot, reverse Moya's system polarities, that's what's attracting us to the wormhole. And you better ask her to do it soon, otherwise we'll be on the other side of the galaxy before you can say, 'Holy cheese sticks, Batman!'"
"Understood. Moya and I will try."
"Batman?" inquired Rygel, scoffing at the name. "Who the yots is that?"
"Someone who actually has a spine, now go shove yourself out an airlock and leave us alone, Guido."
Rygel spat again in her direction, truly disgusted by the lack of respect. "I am not so easily dismissed!!!"
Winona had never moved so fast than when her father had it, as the brunette spun around and fired. A shockwave of energy blew right by Rygel, millimeters from his head and burning a scorch mark into Moya's hull. Ticked, she made the short distance between the two of them shorter, as her blazing blue eyes shot daggers at him in fury when she gripped him tightly by his curvy ears. "Don't EVER do that again. I won't hesitate to stuff you out an airlock, do you understand? Either that or I will make sure that I use you for target practice in the Module, now that I installed the new weapons system."
"I bow to no one bitch," came the reply, but his eyes said that he understood. Solemnly, his stubby little arms motioned for Solaris to let go, and when she did, he grumbled as many curses towards her that he could utter in Hynerian, all of which, she could readily understand, but would give no notice to it.
This time, the headache didn't come from visions. "Damn he's annoying."
D'Argo nodded, and slung an arm around her shoulder, in sympathy. "I know. If he wasn't such a good negotiator, and the smallest, I would've let Durka have at him."
Solaris smiled, 'remembering'. "Ouch, that's a bit harsh. Considering that Durka was a torturing, murderous PK pirate, I think that's a bit harsh."
Her companion looked surprised, almost in awe. "You know about that?"
"Yep, I remember it. Or, Dad remembers it.. Or Mother." she looked confused. "Wait a minute, this is WAY to confusing.."
He nodded, understanding as he gave her an 'off the shoulder' sideways hug. "You'll sort all this out, Lara. Don't worry about it. It's not wormhole technology, so it won't be that hard to figure out." Parting with his young friend, D'Argo strolled towards the door, on his way out. "I'm going to see what's cooking in the kitchen."
"Be careful, you don't know what Grandma might be cooking. It'll most likely eat a hole in your stomach."
D'Argo turned and scowled, a look of pure disgust riddling his face. "Remind me again why she's allowed in the kitchen?"
"Because we can't get her out of there."
"Oh. Well one of these days, we're going to have to move her out of that space."
"Wait." A spark of intuition was given aflame in Solaris's eyes, and they went wide with what D'Argo had said.
". we can move her into some other little frelling place on the ship.."
"D!"
"Huh?" He turned around, and stared at the feminine form running right up to him, as she hugged him hard and kissed his cheek.
"D'ARGO!!!!!!! That's it!!!! THAT IS IT!!!!!! WHOOOOOO HOOO ABOUT TIME!!!!!!" she exulted, joyously, as she let go then started at a dead run down the halls. "YOU DID IT D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ummmmm.. ok?" Scratching his head, the Luxxan had NO IDEA what was going on, and his facial features twisted into puzzlement. "I wonder what that was about.."
*~*A/N:*~* YES!!!! LOOK! I AM NOT DEAD!!! WHOOO HOOOO!!!!!!!! Lol just wanted to let you all know that.. And the whole "ingredients" thing umm.. I just threw letters together and tried to make them sound weird lmao Anyway, R/R please!
"YES! Solaris is awake again!" cried Stark, the Bannik slave almost giddy with excitement as he rushed to her side, anxiously awaiting her feedback on his salve. "Did it work? Are you relaxed enough?"
She looked at him like he was from Pluto. "Thanks to your salve I took a trip to LaLa Land and went back in time!" Groaning, she forced her legs to work and slid them off the table, where they landed on the floor with a thump. "Thanks to your salve, I got to see Daddy again."
"What? Impossible, that's not how it was supposed to work! I don't understand it!" Stark looked panicked, his one eye wide and showing his blues as he played with his fingers, listing everything he used. "Talus root, fragarl seed, Salmotemalava extract, blood of a vestrul."
"Blood of a what?" Repulsed, Solaris's stomach grew queasy as she clapped a hand to her mouth. "Ugh, now I think I'm really going to be sick.."
However, she didn't have time for that, as heavy footsteps approached the sick bay, and the scarlet form of D'Argo graced their presence. "Stark is Lara..?" He looked surprised to see her standing there. "Oh, yeah you're up."
"D, do I look like Buckwheat or something? OFCOURSE I'm up!"
D'Argo chuckled, his eyes glittering. "Lara, we got a problem."
"Oh frell, not another one. we're turning into Star Trek with all the problems we're having.."
Her friend looked at her blankly. "Star what?"
"Never mind.." She sighed, and whipped out Winona, twirling the gun on her slender fingers before replacing it in the sheathe at her waist. "Let's go D." her footsteps gained momentum as her boots hit the floor, running out the door and with D'Argo at her side without a second thought.
"WAIT! Solaris! You need to give me..!" cried Stark, but he never got another word out, as his patient ran out the door. "..never mind.."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back on the command deck, Solaris took her post at the center console on Moya, immediately taking a diagnostic check. "So what're we dealing with D'Argo? Peacekeepers, Scarrans, maybe a green Martian or two?"
The Luxxan was not amused. "Lara, look ahead of us."
Her blue eyes swept the screen in front of her, and she couldn't believe her eyes. Ahead, was something she had never seen before in her life, but she had through her father's memories. A swirling blue, with static electricity flowing outwards from its tunnel-like center, the wormhole was huge, flowing like liquid water down a drain pipe at this end. The beauty of it was unlike any she had ever seen before (which, in her 15 years of life, was quite a lot) and it left her shocked to the core.
"How long has that thing been there?"
"A couple microts, maybe more."
"You said there was a problem?"
D'Argo looked at her and sighed, his blue eyes seeming to sag. "Moya is caught in a temporal gravity wave that's being generated by that wormhole. We have to figure out a way to close it so we can shake Moya free."
"So you're saying that we're a piece of metal, and the wormhole's a magnet." Things began to click in her mind as the brunette contemplated. "And if we can't stop it, we'll be on the other side of the galaxy with no way of going anywhere."
"Exactly."
She shrugged and scoffed it off, amused. "Eh, no biggie. You just need Moya to reverse her system polarity and put all forward thrusters to full, Scotty. We'll make it out of here in just enough time to have a replicator dinner in the mess hall."
The Luxxan raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "I'm not even going to ask how the frell you know what to do."
"Hey, what can I say? I'm Daddy's little girl."
"What the yots is going on?" interrupted a froggy voice, and Solaris cringed and looked behind her. Of course, just in the nick of time and right when she never wanted him, was the Dominar, sitting his froggy butt in his hover chair, and demanding attention. "We're moving closer and closer to the wormhole, not moving away from it!"
"You know, we had pets about the same size as you Spanky. I'm curious, have you ever been to a zoo? Because I know a couple tigers would LOVE to have you as a chew toy." Solaris grinned wickedly, "But then again, Dinner A la Buckwheat would do more harm than good to the poor kitties."
"I'll have you know that your father never talked so disrespectfully to me! He showed some respect!"
"Yadda, yadda, yadda, cry me a river and slap my ass, I'm not buying it Spanky."
Rygel looked insulted, and hovered as close as he dared to her face, and spat in it. "You have no right to disrespect ME. ULP!"
The last few words he choked back, as he found the nozzle of Winona pointed directly to the middle of his head. "You're just looking for an excuse for me to shoot you," growled his adversary, wiping the spit from her face. "Go ahead, do it again Rygel. I dare you; no wait, I triple dog dare you to do that again. It'll give me an excuse to blow your head off."
He looked smug. "You wouldn't dare shoot me."
The brunette looked back at D'Argo, her blue eyes blazing. "Can we shove him out an airlock? I've never done that to anyone before."
D'Argo chuckled, and tapped up a couple calculations on the center console. "Unfortunately, Rygel does have his uses."
She grinned, thinking of the last time they needed the little runt to do something. 'Oh yeah, he can scrounge around Moya's air ducts like no other."
"I am no one's frelling servant!"
Solaris flicked the Dominar's forehead, and sent him reeling a bit backwards. "Shoo fly, don't bother me."
Her Luxxan friend laughed, and shook his head, his tenkas shaking to and fro. "Lara, you really are your father's daughter."
"Thanks D. Now let's get this show on the road, shall we? PILOT!"
"Yes, Officer Crichton?" replied the voice, as Pilot's soothing, neutral voice responded via the intercom.
"Pilot, reverse Moya's system polarities, that's what's attracting us to the wormhole. And you better ask her to do it soon, otherwise we'll be on the other side of the galaxy before you can say, 'Holy cheese sticks, Batman!'"
"Understood. Moya and I will try."
"Batman?" inquired Rygel, scoffing at the name. "Who the yots is that?"
"Someone who actually has a spine, now go shove yourself out an airlock and leave us alone, Guido."
Rygel spat again in her direction, truly disgusted by the lack of respect. "I am not so easily dismissed!!!"
Winona had never moved so fast than when her father had it, as the brunette spun around and fired. A shockwave of energy blew right by Rygel, millimeters from his head and burning a scorch mark into Moya's hull. Ticked, she made the short distance between the two of them shorter, as her blazing blue eyes shot daggers at him in fury when she gripped him tightly by his curvy ears. "Don't EVER do that again. I won't hesitate to stuff you out an airlock, do you understand? Either that or I will make sure that I use you for target practice in the Module, now that I installed the new weapons system."
"I bow to no one bitch," came the reply, but his eyes said that he understood. Solemnly, his stubby little arms motioned for Solaris to let go, and when she did, he grumbled as many curses towards her that he could utter in Hynerian, all of which, she could readily understand, but would give no notice to it.
This time, the headache didn't come from visions. "Damn he's annoying."
D'Argo nodded, and slung an arm around her shoulder, in sympathy. "I know. If he wasn't such a good negotiator, and the smallest, I would've let Durka have at him."
Solaris smiled, 'remembering'. "Ouch, that's a bit harsh. Considering that Durka was a torturing, murderous PK pirate, I think that's a bit harsh."
Her companion looked surprised, almost in awe. "You know about that?"
"Yep, I remember it. Or, Dad remembers it.. Or Mother." she looked confused. "Wait a minute, this is WAY to confusing.."
He nodded, understanding as he gave her an 'off the shoulder' sideways hug. "You'll sort all this out, Lara. Don't worry about it. It's not wormhole technology, so it won't be that hard to figure out." Parting with his young friend, D'Argo strolled towards the door, on his way out. "I'm going to see what's cooking in the kitchen."
"Be careful, you don't know what Grandma might be cooking. It'll most likely eat a hole in your stomach."
D'Argo turned and scowled, a look of pure disgust riddling his face. "Remind me again why she's allowed in the kitchen?"
"Because we can't get her out of there."
"Oh. Well one of these days, we're going to have to move her out of that space."
"Wait." A spark of intuition was given aflame in Solaris's eyes, and they went wide with what D'Argo had said.
". we can move her into some other little frelling place on the ship.."
"D!"
"Huh?" He turned around, and stared at the feminine form running right up to him, as she hugged him hard and kissed his cheek.
"D'ARGO!!!!!!! That's it!!!! THAT IS IT!!!!!! WHOOOOOO HOOO ABOUT TIME!!!!!!" she exulted, joyously, as she let go then started at a dead run down the halls. "YOU DID IT D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ummmmm.. ok?" Scratching his head, the Luxxan had NO IDEA what was going on, and his facial features twisted into puzzlement. "I wonder what that was about.."
*~*A/N:*~* YES!!!! LOOK! I AM NOT DEAD!!! WHOOO HOOOO!!!!!!!! Lol just wanted to let you all know that.. And the whole "ingredients" thing umm.. I just threw letters together and tried to make them sound weird lmao Anyway, R/R please!