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[Visual/Location Aeryn's Quarters] ~La lala la la...Close to you~ Aeryn Sun and John Everton

With John sticking close to her, they avoided the pain of separation. while she grabbed her Tablet. She was only just learning her way around and to use the thing, but it seemed as though this was as good a way of finding information as could be had.

"This is Aeryn Sun, I am here with John Everton, we are experiencing pain anytime me move too far away form each other. Does anyone know anything about this? How to stop it?" She panned the tablet over to the human that he might wave, and possibly find his blond and pets he'd mentioned earlier.

"Mind this while I get dressed, will you?" Aeryn handed John the tablet while she began to change out of her sleeping clothes and into her leathers and tank top. Growing up on a crew ship she had no real issues of modesty in times such as these. If he chose to look away, so be it. She was not in view of the tablet so nothing was being broadcast that might bother others.

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John took the tablet and made it a point to look very intently at it and not at the woman dressing in front of him. "Charlie? Honey? Are you out there?"

It didn't take long for her to change, another skill born of military service. In a few moments Aeryn plunked down on the bed beside John, snapping the fasteners on her boots. Fingers pulled back her hair, thick long and black as the rest of her attire, and pulled it securely out of her face.

"This Charlie, is she your lover?" Blunt? Yes, yes she was.

Charlie was absolutely there. She'd found a way to be near Eric without being anywhere near him at all by sitting on the floor around him. By the time their call came through, she'd gotten herself some decent clothes and had her hair pulled back. Dressed helped, but she was pale and she kept her voice low.

"I'm here, John. I'm here and I'm fine." It was half true anyway.

He was about to answer Aeryn when he heard Charlie's voice. He looked at the tablet and smiled softly. "Are you sure, baby? You don't sound find."

Then he pitched his voice for Aeryn. "Yes, she is. Better than I deserve."

Aeryn spent a quiet moment studying him, his response to this Charlie, her own tone to him having creased his face with concern even through the smile. How often had Crichton worn that exact expression.

"You humans form such strong attachments." It's alien and frightening to me unspoken. She'd felt the power of those emotions, and the grief that comes with them.

She shrugged slightly, then craned her head to see Aeryn better. She looked awfully familiar, but her voice was less so. "I'm okay, just really damn tired of waking up next to the wrong person." At least this time he seemed like a decent enough guy, but that could never take away the shock of it. "Really damn tired."

Those strong human attachments didn't make it any easier, either.

"I was a little surprised, myself. But at least I wasn't tied to anything." He glanced at Aeryn as he left out the gun and the failed attempt to attack him. Those weren't important now.

"You aren't at home. I'm not sure if that's better or worse."

"I'd like to see if we are contained to this room, as well as each other. Do you feel up to testing our boundaries?"

Aeryn would not force him, not like she could after what he'd shown of himself thus far. Her gaze finding the woman and offering a nod to her. it was all she could muster in greeting.

She very much wanted to shout that yes, they should test those boundaries and come get her. There wasn't any real point, though. Getting her meant getting her and Eric. She didn't that would go over so well. "You should. Go to the house, if you can, and make sure the beasts are all right."

She didn't answer his comment about which was better because the answer would have made her start shaking again. It was better, much better, for everything to be strange and new. Being in their bed had been worse.

He nodded to both of them. "Yes. We'll try to get to the house. I'll reassure the monsters that everything is fine. And I'll talk to you again real soon, okay Charlie?"

So they were all in agreement, that made things easier. Aeryn strapped on the holster for her pulse pistol and waited until he was finished with the tablet to take it back. She had learned enough to not rush him, perhaps there was more humanity in her than she was willing to admit.

"So, where is this house of yours? I know nothing beyond the Sanctuary."

She didn't want to hang up. Just seeing him helped ground her. Having him disappear again would be hard. "Tell them I'm okay and I'll be home as soon as I can?"

She actually reached out for him as though somehow she could feel him. It took a lot not to tell the stranger he was with to take care of him. She wasn't ever going to sleep again. Not at this rate.

"I will, honey. And I'll contact you when we get there."

After giving Charlie a last smile, he handed the tablet back to Aeryn. Then he leaned over her shoulder and got the tablet to bring up a map, his house a red dot. "Right there. Think you can navigate?"

"Right, yes I can manage."

Aeryn nodded, with the directional beacon she could find her way there easily enough. Aeryn waited long enough for him to gather whatever he might need to and together they exited her room at the Sanctuary, coming out into the early daylight of the sanctuary Square.

He got a pack of cigarettes from a hatch, then nodded that he was ready. Once they were outside, he lit up, then squinted up at the artificial sky. "So, how long have you been here?"

"This will be my first fll day. I was fixing my ship when I was suddenly here."
She looked down and oriented them towards the handy little blip that had become her guide.
"You?"

"Months. I haven't really been keeping track. The days run together sometimes." Walking next to her, he made a point of exhaling his smoke away from her.

"I'm sorry you're here. This isn't home. Not for any of us."

That much made her laugh. "I am used to that feeling. I had a home once, I was part of a military unit that was as close to family as I knew. That was cycles ago. I've had to get used to making my place where ever I've ended up."

Long story short there, very long story, very short.

John couldn't help his own chuckled. That was similar to his own story. In fact, this was the longest he'd lived in his house in more than a decade. "You do get used to it, the moving around all the time."

"Moya was constantly moving." More or less out of necessity, though. Being fugitives made life on the move something of an accepted experience.

"Do you know a man named John Crichton? He is here as well." Eyes did not lock on him expectantly for an answer, but her toned carried something personal in the question.

"I haven't had the pleasure, yet. Do you want to check on him?" He glanced over at her.

"No."
A bit too sudden in her response, it was that same distanced Aeryn.
"It's not necessary, I spoke with him yesterday. I was only curious."

"Yeah. And yesterday morning you didn't wake up with a stranger, who you can't leave, in your bed." He quirked an eyebrow at her.

"This are, strained between us."
If she was more nervous about talking him or being ignored by himwould be impossible to tell.

He nodded. "Things were strained between Charlie and I, too, when I first got here. But you need the people you know. It helps."

For Aeryn, unsolicited advice was a dangerous prospect, she could as easily lash out as lapse into silence. In John's case she was being oddly receptive to it.
"What would you do if she died? How do you go on?"

Great. Someone who jumped right to death. He shrugged. "I have no idea. I won't know until it happens."

"It did."
For her it had anyway, and why she was opening up to a complete stranger was a wonder. Sometimes being thrust into a situation with someone unknown made people reveal things.
"There was a situation in which there were two of Crichton."
The recollection stirred painfully in her mind, causing a wince.
"The crew was divided, and the Crichton I was with died."

That would be strange it was difficult for him to think about. "I'm sorry that happened to you. I don't know what I would do in that situation." He frowned, then rubbed his neck. There wasn't much else to say.

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