THE FELLIP NECTAR STAND Edition 2.2 Everyone Dies At Least Once
Author: LeatherGirl
Disclaimer: I do not own Farscape or anything associated with Farscape. (Frell!)
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Crying Scapers: “Aeryn, no! God why?”
[Crowd of Scapers gathered outside the stand are mourning for the loss of Aeryn Sun and the rest of the crew’s recent misfortunes. As the remaining crew Zhaan, D’Argo, Jothee, Chiana, Stark, and Rygel enter into the stand and head to their booth, we hear shouting from the Scapers once again.]
Crying Scapers: “Aeryn, no! Oh the horror!” [Cries become faint as door closes behind the last of the crew.]
D’Argo: [Raises arm towards bartender.] “Kylian Fectar and Raslak for all of us, please.” [Sits down and puts arm around Chiana, not realizing Jothee was about to do the same.]
Chiana: [Glances with a hidden smile to Jothee.] “Here Jothee, you can sit right next to me.” [Pats the space between them on her left. Jothee sits down, eyeing his father nervously.]
Rygel: [Releases a loud sigh as their drinks are placed in front of them.] “Chiana’s died. I’ve died. Pilot and Moya have died. Hezmana, even Crichton’s died. Now Aeryn. D’Argo and Zhaan…don’t drink too much tonight. We wouldn’t want you dying of poisoning now would we?” [Starts to laugh with Chiana. D’Argo growls at Rygel, causing Rygel to veer back in fright and Chiana to shut up immediately. Jothee unnoticeably slides his hand down Chiana’s thigh under the booth.]
Jothee: “Hey, isn’t that Captain Crais in that booth over there?”
[Group turns to see Crais drinking himself silly in the corner booth.]
Chiana: “I heard Talyn’s in the impound cause of a little accident involving the captain and Raslak shooters!”
Stark: [Fright is spread over his face and in his voice.] “I see two beings I thought we’d never see again at the bar at 42 denches past the third sun.” [All turn to see Aeryn’s soul and John’s mind gathered together at the bar drinking Fellip Nectar.]
Rygel: [Drinks his flask and giggles, patting his Durka Popsicle he brought along.] “Wait till we tell them about the ‘Death of Aeryn’ debate on the bb. There’s so many theories is disgusting!”
Zhaan: [Shrugs.] “Everyone dies at least once.” [Others nod in agreement as if it were an every day fact.] “The laws of the UT just won’t allow it not to happen.”
Familiar Voice: [Chuckles.] “Maybe it’s Froony and those cooky writers of Farscape.” [Warm, familiar voice causes all to turn to see John’s mind and Aeryn’s soul approach them.]
Zhaan: “Crichton! Aeryn! You’re here!” [Hops up with delight and hugs the 2 auras as best she can.]
Stark: “How is this possible?”
John’s Mind: [Stops Zhaan before she can respond.] “Save the gibberish, Zhaan. Just be glad we’re here.”
Aeryn’s Soul: “The afterlife can be so…cleansing.” [Shivers in disgust.] “I miss my pulse pistol.”
John’s Mind: “Oh, here baby, take Chiana’s.” [Snatches Chiana’s pistol and gives it to Aeryn with a sweet smile.]
Aeryn’s Soul: [Tilts head lovingly at John’s Mind.] “That’s very sweet, thank you.”
Chiana: [Shouts.] “Hey!”
Rygel: “Ugh! I don’t know what’s more frightening. That we’re here standing with a spirit and hovering brain matter or the fact that those two are acting so loveable. Disgusting!” [Durka Popsicle in Rygel’s grasp accidentally taps Chiana’s hair. She immediately grabs Rygel’s ear in protest, staring at him angrily. Rygel smiles and pats his Durka Popsicle and they turn their attention back to matters on hand.]
D’Argo: “So what do we do now? How do we restore all that’s been damaged?” [Slightly saddened. Chiana gives D’Argo a hug while Jothee watches with a twinge of jealousy. Chiana notices and smiles flirtatiously at Jothee.]
Aeryn’s Soul: “Time heals itself. Otherwise, there’s always Raslak.” [Brings up a flask of Raslak for a toast and holds one up for John’s mind for obvious reasons. Others follow suit.]
John’s Mind: “To our
hopeful future and Aeryn and I getting our frelling bodies back!”
All at booth: “Here here!” [All down their drinks.]
Stark: “Anyone have any clue as to how exactly Aeryn and John WILL get out of this one?”
Rygel: “Time Reversal!”
Chiana: “Charm and snurching!”
Jothee: “Self-dependency.” [Receives disapproving glances from group but ignores them.]
D’Argo: “A very good plan. No fail. Scorpius-proof.”
Zhaan: “Spiritual Guidance.”
John’s Mind: “Damn good luck.”
Aeryn’s Soul: “More firepower than we can even begin to imagine.”
Deep Growling Voice from Behind: “A wormhole.”
[All turn to see Scorpy image before them projected from a beacon at the bar. They scream and scurry out of the bar leaving the Scorpy image flickering and repeating itself over and over and over…]
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John Crichton wanted to help comfort you Scapers so I am going to pass his words on to you as a final statement in this matter: “It’s a well known fact that main characters can’t die. They’re invincible. Well, Superman is an exception, but he came back!”
Here’s hoping! I have my theories but doesn’t everybody? I know all will be well sooner or later. Just don’t want all our favorite characters to suffer so.
Well, the Fellip Nectar Stand has been through some rough times lately. Well, the author/creator has but same difference. The style may be a little different and while writing this, I felt slightly out of character or whatever so they may seem a little different. Circumstances are up in the air on either side of the universe! This is the first edition I’ve written since the beginning of January, really.
The Stand will be seeing some changes soon so please stop by the site for updates and to see the new layouts of both the main page and the awards page. Stay tuned for the Valentine’s Day special of the Fellip Nectar Stand. You never know who’s gonna show up here!