Fic: Vertigo
Title: Vertigo
Word Count: 146
Rated: PG
Setting: Between Revenging Angel and Fractures
Characters: John, Jool, Harvey
Disclaimer: Farscape and its characters belong to The Jim Henson Company.
VERTIGO
Jool makes a sound like a baby bird and claps her hands together. “Checkmate,” she says. “Check, check, check.” She bobs in her chair, sustains a note that reverberates across the faded bruises in John’s brain.
He sucks air through his teeth and smiles through the pain. “Nice moves, Princess,” he says, and she preens.
Harvey flickers, jealous, in the corner of his eye.
She’s prettier than you, Harv.
You wound me, John.
John listens to Jool, to the soft clatter of pawns gathered in her hands as she resets the board. She says, “I want to teach you trikion. It’s similar to chess.”
Similar has become a cruel tease; but he smiles again and says, “Sure. We’ll make the next supply run, play in the pod.”
Jool twists a bishop between her fingers and tries to pretend D’Argo and Chiana are not an arn overdue.
Word Count: 146
Rated: PG
Setting: Between Revenging Angel and Fractures
Characters: John, Jool, Harvey
Disclaimer: Farscape and its characters belong to The Jim Henson Company.
VERTIGO
Jool makes a sound like a baby bird and claps her hands together. “Checkmate,” she says. “Check, check, check.” She bobs in her chair, sustains a note that reverberates across the faded bruises in John’s brain.
He sucks air through his teeth and smiles through the pain. “Nice moves, Princess,” he says, and she preens.
Harvey flickers, jealous, in the corner of his eye.
She’s prettier than you, Harv.
You wound me, John.
John listens to Jool, to the soft clatter of pawns gathered in her hands as she resets the board. She says, “I want to teach you trikion. It’s similar to chess.”
Similar has become a cruel tease; but he smiles again and says, “Sure. We’ll make the next supply run, play in the pod.”
Jool twists a bishop between her fingers and tries to pretend D’Argo and Chiana are not an arn overdue.