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[location: somewhere in Taxon/lost][locked to: John Crichton for now] Fancy seeing you here

Oct 18, 2009 00:21

Chiana couldn't understand this place. Every time she thought she had something figured out, she'd get turned around. She didn't know how long she'd been walking. It had to be several arns by now, but it hadn't been all walking. She'd hopped a tram or two, stayed on until she felt like moving. It was all about discovery, wasn't it? Well, that and ( Read more... )

{ john crichton, { chiana

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frell_this_dren October 19 2009, 22:51:57 UTC

Crichton's probably been more wrapped up in himself and his own issues than he's ever been. Granted, trapped at the wrong end of the galaxy with no way home is something he's used to, but this was different. He's got no enemies here to speak of to occupy his every waking moment, and nothing to keep him occupied beyond his wormhole theories, Harvey's company and ... well Aeryn. That kind of introverted focus does not do John Crichton any good at all. He'd completely stopped watching the tablet religiously and just let them all get on with it ( ... )

graygirlpip October 20 2009, 00:22:29 UTC

Chiana turned sharply at the sound of her name. It wasn't even so much the word but the voice. She cocked her head sharp to one side and squinted until his form was clear. A wide smile broke out over her face. Hands stuck to her hips as she watched him from across the room. He was shouting at her? Well, she could shout right back.

"Crichton!" It wasn't a question. Her voice was bright and loud, carrying easily across the square. People turned and looked at her oddly. Chiana ignored them and kept shouting. "This isn't a very effective way to have a conversation." Frell, he was thick. But he was near her soon enough. Chiana wasn't sure if her grin could get any wider, but there it went, nearly breaking her face. It felt good to see a familiar face. The realization of his presence in this city and hadn't been around for her first moments came like a starburst behind her eyes.

She smacked him hard in the arm. "Where were you? I've been here three frelling solar days and you," she jabbed him in the chest. "have been where, exactly?" She ( ... )