Summer's Ship, Hynerian Space, In Sight of Moya - Friday Fandom Time

[stykera]

Stark had been fretting about this trip for days but it was too late for fretting now. Not that had ever stopped him before...

They'd stocked Summer's ship with plenty of chocolate and other snacks to deliver to Chiana and the others. Stark had worried about that and about what clothes they ought to be bringing and if they needed to bring gifts besides food. It was too late now to change anything though. They had taken off from Fandom and gone through a portal to Stark's version of Hynerian space. Both the Royal Planet and Moya were in sight.

"There!" he said, face lighting up in the metaphorical sense rather than the literal one as he pointed to the Leviathan now visible. "She's there and she's beautiful. I should call Pilot but he's probably already seen us. Or Moya sensed us. Perhaps both. I wonder if they're waiting."

He paused, looking over at Summer. "Are you ready?" Sure, Stark was far more likely to not be ready for the next few days but he could still ask.


[For the gently modded un-dibsed ginger flying the pink spaceship, obvs, and NFB for distance]

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[moya_crew]

"You got a cat in there?" Crichton asked, sounding very excited at the prospect. The closest thing to a pet onboard Moya was the DRDs and while some of them had been trained to do certain things they weren't cuddly. Or soft.
"And you do have the disco ball. Love it. Maybe we can get one of those for the center chamber. Or, Aeryn, one above our bed?"

"Absolutely not," Aeryn said without even looking at him. She was too busy peering inside the ship. "What did you bring in all of these boxes?"

"Presents!" Stark said excitedly. "For all of you." He was already picking up their suitcases. "You'll like it. I promise."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer gave Stark a somewhat withering side-ways glance before shaking her head and deciding not to point out that that would probably only make most people suddenly start to question if they'd like it or not, but maybe that was just her? So she focused instead on helping and explaining further.

"It's all just a bunch of stuff from our Earth that we figured you guys might want or need," she said, grabbing a box of her own, too. "Because if we were coming anyway, might as well stock you up with some good stuff. But, no, sorry, I didn't bring Pancakes....that's my cat...this time, but maybe next time I can? She's not the biggest fan of space travel, but she can deal with it."

Although Summer would be keeping an eye out for potential shipmates that might try to eat her. She wasn't about to outright ask, that just seemed a little rude.

[moya_crew]

Noranti might be tempted to make stew out of poor Pancakes, it was true. Not once she was told not to but if she wasn't given instruction ahead of time...

"Didn't need to bring anything," Crichton said easily as he reached for a box. "And a cat'd disappear real fast in here. Moya's huge. Lots of places for a kitty to hide."

Pancakes might just head to Pilot's den where there was a captive audience with several arms who might be able to provide all the pets she needed.