it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken
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My plans suck. People die. It's always a mess.

1x02, "Exodus from Genesis" (26 March 1999)

In which Moya and her crew hide from a Peacekeeper scout ship, Rygel paints a self-portrait and Zhaan improves it, Zhaan comforts Crichton, and Aeryn gets hoooot. Moya is infested with space roaches, Pilot and D'Argo squabble, and identity confusion is the order of the day. Pilot opens the ship to space. D'Argo is the only one who isn't hot--although Zhaan may disagree--and D'Argo is in the rare position of talking some sense into John. Peacekeepers have Australian accents! Drink!

This one actually hangs together well, and I love John's solution to the paired problems.

Also, full of love for everybody quarreling and touch and firming into a gestalt.

Farts:
Bodily fluids: blood (Aeryn), space cockroach ichor, space-cockroach-ichor vomit (!Zhaan)
Random muppets: Many, many space-cockroaches.
Worldbuilding weirdness: We can't outrun a command carrier? Since when!
Deaths of named characters:
Moments of sheer joy: "Never swallow the dentic;" John's pet DRD; "Oh, we call them linebackers. Or serial killers. Depends on whether they're professional or amateur;" "Another reasons Sebaceans hate his world;" D'Argo cuts Moya, the DRD cuts D'Argo; !Zhaan beating up John; !Aeryn beating up John; D'Argo and John bonding over Rygel abuse; "That is a compliment;" John meets himself coming and going for the first time of n; "That's why Eddie Marx kicked your ass in the seventh grade!" "My body has functions!" "A friend would do this for me. Family would do it swiftly." "Do it." Oh, my love for Aeryn knows no bounds.

"Time and patience? Is that your answer to everything?"
"Yes."

Oh, Zhaan.

Tags: rape of john crichton
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