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

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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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"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.

[lapsedsaint]

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?"

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"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?"

[lapsedsaint]

"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."

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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.

[lapsedsaint]

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."

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"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.

[lapsedsaint]

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

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"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."

[lapsedsaint]

"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.

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

[lapsedsaint]

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

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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?"

[lapsedsaint]

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

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"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."

[lapsedsaint]

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.