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Nhfearme and ChianaGray
12/28/00
Love in Eden

OOC: This is a collaboration between CG and NH.
IC:

Chiana and John stand before Pagar. John holds the bottle of nectar. He looks at Chiana. Chiana watches him.

John slowly draws up a drop of nectar and places it on her tongue. He draws up a second drop and places it on his.

They touch tongues. They kiss and break apart. Suddenly Chiana pulls back from him. They stare at each other, almost in shock. Chiana starts to cry. She looks at John, undone. She turns and runs out into the courtyard.

John runs after her. He takes her hand. She turns away. John pulls her to him. He holds her and rocks her.

"We're not compatible, John." Chiana cries.

"I told you, I don't care." John kisses her hair, her face, her mouth.

Chiana turns from him. "No! John, don't." She cries.

"Chiana. I will marry you." John says sternly. He takes her by the shoulders, trying to see into her face. "Do you want to marry me? Or not?"

"I - I'm afraid." Chiana turns her head away. She tries to look into his eyes
again. Instead she turns away and whispers. "I - I'm not ready... to trust... trust anyone. It's not fair."

"I told you. On my planet, we marry for love." He stands watching her. His fate is in her hands.

He wipes the tears from her cheeks. She lifts her eyes up to him with a solemn smile. "I love you."

"Setig?" John holds his hand out to him. Setig puts something in John's hand. It is Setig's family crest ring. Platinum with a large ancient stone.

John places the ring on Chiana's finger with a gentle smile then puts his forehead to hers.

"Then, it only seems right, doesn't it?" He asks. "Hmmm?"

Chiana's tears have stopped at the sight of his ring on her finger. She nods and smiles. "Yeah."

John holds Chiana's hand up, showing his ring and says. "With this ring, I thee wed."

John holds Chiana's hands. He looks into her eyes. "I pledge my troth, to love you, forsaking all others." .

She answers him. "I accept your ring, John Crichton and I pledge my faith to you forever." She closes the gap between them and lifts her face to him.

John kisses her gently sealing their vows.

As they kiss Pagar speaks to the gathering. "Then by your vows, I hereby declare you joined in marriage. Lord John Crichton and Lady Chiana."

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Nhfearme
12/28/00
Reception
IC:

Setig has removed Kalan's body from the courtyard. The servants have applied fresh sand and soil to cover his blood and that of Captain Shelan.

A buffet lunch is being served inside. Some guests line up for the food. Others line up to meet Crichton and Chiana.

John and Chiana turn and walk to Jake and Nova.

"Are you my mommy now Miss Chiana?" Jake asks.

"I will be your mom if you want me to Jake." Chiana answers.

"And It's misses now, Jake." John picks Jake up, hugs him and kisses his cheek. "Misses John Crichton."

"Oooo!" Chiana grips her arms in a self-hug. "That makes me feel so good to hear you call me that. Say it again!"

"Misses John Crichton." John leans over with Jake and kisses her.

Hep stands in the corner with Setig. "I'll have to do this someday with Nova." Hep comments. "She's such a great gal. A trader, a fighter and beautiful."

Pagar walks from his group of officers who have witnessed the ceremony. "We have all made a donation to your spawn fund Lord Crichton! Please, I mean no disrespect to you."

"Setig has told us that you were indeed a Commander among your people and had also earned the title from Scorpius during your incarceration upon his vessel. Please accept our application of the title 'Lord' to you and 'Lady' to Chiana for our honor of your clan."

Chiana looks at John. John looks at Chiana. "I'm cool with it." He says. "Uh, Pagar. Spawn?"

"For your children, Crichton. For Jake. And may I also be the first to put a blessing on your race." He takes a deep breath, standing in an honorable presence. "That your spawn will be noble as you and Chiana are. Great and noble, indeed."

John takes Chiana's hand and answers for both of them. "Thanks Pagar. We'll try." He smiles.

"And now, Crichton and Chiana. I wish to present my Officers and those worthy of my clan to you." Pagar leads a long line of Scarran's to him.

John looks at Chiana and sighs. "It's gonna' be a long day."

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ChianaGray
12/28/00
Reception
IC:

Chiana saw movement and glanced, spotting Mokan standing nearly into the shadows of a corner with her arms crossed, watching the passing Scarrens with a wrinkle in her nose as if they smelled bad. Her head went up and down as she sized each one up.

Chiana chuckled to herself, dropping her shoulders as she leaned into Crichton and listened to the introductions. Her thoughts drifted over the kiss, the incompatability but she tried not to think about it and her eyes strayed again towards Mokan as the Jaboan stepped towards the courtyard like an unwelcome lithlynx aproaching a predators lair.

"Excuse me," Chiana muttered into Crichtons ear and kissed his neck affectionatley.

She eased away, aproaching Mokan as she paused to touch the cheek of a statue in the garden of a Delvian male looking to be as some kind of proud scholar, holding scrolls to his robes, his head raised high. Chiana cleared her throaght as she moved around her. Mokan flinched her head anyway, her copper eyes flaring as she turned them to her. She snatched her hand down as if she'd been caught snurching.

"I didn't expect you to come," Chiana spoke quietly as she tilted her head to her in curiosity.

"I - wanted to apologize," Mokan muttered as she gazed distantly to the ground with her arms crossed. "Anyway, I was hoping I could recruit some of this riff-raff into the cause. Mind if I slink around?"

"Sure," Chiana spoke quietly. "I'm glad you decided - to come."

"I thought I'd start with this Shelan fellow," she shrugged.

"So he checked out?"

"Well, you know Geyo, he could find what Shelan had to eat a cycle ago." Mokan turned her head to her from her shoulder. "You know I wasn't going to hurt Shelan after
you asked, don't you?"

"Yeah," she seemed to smile. "But you really had me worried for a microt. I thought - you'd kill him."

"I would," Mokan narrowed her eyes. "But I may be killing Scarrens instead... if you give the order."

"Who?" Chiana laughed as she glanced towards the ending prosession. "Them?"

"Maybe," Mokan smiled with laughter. "You haven't perfected pinpointing thier weak spots. Unless you get Crichton a staff like Novas, you'll need peramiter security like mine. For a while. I won't be in your way."

"You are never in the way, Mokan." Chiana cut her a warning glance. "Why not join us in the rest of this?"

"Oh," she raised her sharp gold brows. "Is it time to eat yet?"

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Nhfearme
12/28/00
Reception
IC:

"I don't know how receptive Captain Shelan will be to you after you chained him." Chiana reminds Mokan.

"Don't worry. I'll apologize to him." Mokan answers. "How are his wounds?"

"I really don't know." Chiana swallows. "It's hard to tell the depth of the wounds. Setig tended to him." She says as she walks Mokan back through the crowd and into the side room that holds Shelan.

Chiana hugs Mokan. "I'm so glad you came Mokan." Chiana kisses her cheek. She stands at the door briefly. "Well, here he is. If he's not up to talking maybe you can come back later. Anyway, get yourself something to eat then I'll show you around." She turns and leaves Mokan alone with Shelan.

Mokan walks to Shelan's bedside and stands eyeing him. "Shelan." She says testing to see if he is conscious.

Shelan opens his eyes. He startles at the site of Mokan.

"Relax, Shelan!" She places her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry I locked you up. Chiana vouches for you. That's good enough for me. Forgiven?"

Shelan seems disoriented. "Chiana. Where is she?" He seems frantic.

"Entertaining her guests. She's just been married!" Mokan answers.

"Married. No, she can't! I love her. Please help me up. I have to talk to her." Shelan tries to get up. He feels a sharp pain in his side. He grabs his side and lies back down with a groan.

"No. You're not going anywhere, Peacekeeper. You can't love Chiana anyway. A non Sebacean woman would contaminate you, remember?" Mokan says tauntingly.

Shelan tries to get up again. "I have to go to her."

Mokan draws her black Qualta blade. "Stay where you are Shelan!" She holds it on him. "You're not going to ruin the one thing that has gone right for her! You selfish bastard!"

Shelan lies back down. "Please don't do this Mokan!" Shelan begs.

Mokan sighs. "I guess I'll just have to stand guard over you until I'm sure you can behave yourself!"

"I have to tell her. She has to know!" Shelan tells her.

"No, she doesn't. She loves John Crichton and that's the end of it!"

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ChianaGray
12/28/00
Reception
IC:

"This is a classic," Mokan shook her head with a small smile as she slapped Shelans hands from grabbing her as she looked over his wound. "The PeaceKeeper falls in love with his own assasin. Are you kinkoid?"

"Leave me alone." Shelan slammed his eyes shut as she re-dressed the wound and grasped her shoulder.

"I've seen worse," she muttered. "But not like you. The woman is married. You chase her now and Crichton should kill you."

"So, my would be torturer is going to heal me now?" He asked sarcasticly as she pulled his shirt back down and helped him drink.

"Relax," she narrowed her eyes as she finished and retreated to a chair. "I haven't done something like that to anyone in a few cycles. It still scares Chiana because she was there that time. I could have been rough, but not like that. I had a personal problem with the person."

She raised her head, her eyes softening as she watched him drift towards sleep.

"I'm not as cruel as you." She shook her head. "But maybe you aren't cruel Shelan, maybe you are being tortured enough by your own self."

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Nhfearme
12/28/00
Reception
IC:

The Scarran's had finally finished filing past John and Chiana. Most of them had finished eating as well. Some of them sat down and tuned up and began to play. It sounds of harps and horns and drums. Somwhat melodic with a beat.

John grabs Chiana's hand and walks with her out to the dance floor.

He twirls her around, stops her and dips her, kissing her in the dip. Chiana smiles and giggles. John pulls her up and waltzes around, more 2 stepping than waltzing, but having fun. They smile.

They are joined by a few of the servants, Hep and Nova and Mokan and Jake. The Scarrans seem content to just play.

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ChianaGray
12/28/00
Reception
IC:

"Okay people!" Crichton shouted as he motioned out to the minstrels. "It's time to bring this thing down!"

They began to play an alien but suitable verision of the music he had attempted to introduce them to.

"So it's okay," He waved his hand at them. "Johnny be good!"

Chiana smiled brightly, splaying out her arms as her head shifted.

"It's -"

"Rock and roll, my sweet." Crichton smiled as he took her hand and lead her to the center of the room. "C'mon baby, light my fire."

He cooed his words as he dipped her again, smiling as she laughed and began to dance to the near club like music. He smiled again with satisfaction as he pulled her back to him.

"Want to learn dirty dancing babe?"

"Learn?" She smiled brightly as she tilted her head up to his neck. "I invented it."

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Nhfearme
12/29/00
Reception
IC:

Crichton presses his hip to Chiana's thigh then let her do the same to him. He smiles that she does it just right.

Nova looks over. "Hep! Let's do that! That looks like fun."

Hep responds by lifting her straight off the dance floor and putting her on his hip then twirling around so she has to lock ankles to stay on! Nova laughs gleefully, having fun.

Hep stops. He pulls her up to him and kisses her passionately. Nova stops laughing and looses her grip. Hep holds on to her, steadying her, not to fall.

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John is suddenly reminded that he is on an alien world; Dancing with an alien woman to an alien band. Even his best man, his priest are aliens!

John begins to laugh hysterically. Then he looks at Chiana and thinks of the love they have. He smiles and takes her in his arms. He kisses her passionately, drunk on her beauty, her love.

"I love you." He says into her ear and kisses her neck. He holds her close to him and dances, humming "Johnny Be Good." Then he twirls her out and back.

She gasps and smiles at him with delight.

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Captain Shelan wakes. He goes to the door, holding his side in pain. He calls out. "Chiana!"

She doesn't hear him over the music. He falls. Setig picks him up and takes him back into his bed.

"What do you intend to do if you get the Lady Chiana's attention?" Setig asks him. "I doubt that you are strong enough for me to interrogate. Don't test me. Mokan told me you were delirious. But I suspect it is something more."

Shelan is dripping in sweat. He listens to Setig, unable to fight. He gasps, suffering from his wounds. "How could you let Chiana marry him?"

"Because he desires it. He is my master. I also happen to believe that he is deserving of happiness. Unlike a Peacekeeper who would desert his own people, his commanding officer! Deserter!" Setig paces getting angry with the Captain. "Circumstances have placed you here. They can also remove you! If you jeopardize their marriage I will make it a point to kill you, Captain."

Setig goes to the door and motions for a guard. Setig speaks to him briefly and looks back at Shelan disapprovingly. Then Setig leaves the guard to return to the party.

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The guests have all gone except Pagar. The servants still dance and sing the melodies they have heard today as they clean up from the festivities.

John takes Chiana's hand and leads her into the bedroom. The afternoon sun diffuses giving the room a soft glow. John and Chiana disrobe. They sit together on the marriage bed. They look at eachother.

John reaches to touch Chiana. He sees her wounds she received when defending him from Scorpius. He follows the contour of her body with his hand.

She closes her eyes and sighs, then reaches and touches him. His face, his neck, his chest, allowing her hand to follow where it may.

John tingles. His mouth opens as he breathes with pleasure at his wife's touch. They lie down next to eachother and embrace. They kiss deeply and passionately, pressing their bodies together. They sigh, knowing that they belong to eachother.

Chiana trembles. "Tighter John. Hold me tighter."

"What's the matter, honey?" John asks.

"I've waited so long." She says and looks at him.

John kisses her face and holds her. "It's alright. I'm here now."

John delights in kissing his new bride. Her eager sighs peak his desire for her. He smiles. He kisses her body, tasting her, savoring her.

Her body sings at the gentle touch of his hands. She squeals with pleasure at his sensual kiss. John's great lust for her is finally released.

He holds her greedily, knowing that they belong to one another. Nothing stands in their way. He freely gives his love to her.

She revels in the sensual pleasure he gives her. Her deep longing for him is released in joy. The tenderness of his touch, the power of his thrusts overwhelms her into blissful oblivion.

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DeSaintPhalle
12/30/00
The Night is for Lovers
IC:

Sometime during the early mist of the pre-dawn hours, John and Chiana lay with
their bodies perfectly folded together.

Wrapping her arms tightly about him, she nuzzled her cheek against his head.
Offering up a blissful sigh, a soft smile shined from Chiana's eyes as she luxuriated
in the afterglow of their lovemaking. The heat from which still warmed their skin.
She gently stroked his hair, memorizing each short strand.

"I didn't think I'd feel this with someone again...and certainly not this strong.
What, oh, God, what is she doing to me?" Crichton thought to himself as he
lay snuggled close to the bosom of his new bride. The realization hit him like
a ton of bricks. But instead of frightening him, he found himself experiencing
an emotion he'd long thought would always elude him: Contentment.

Raising his head, he gazed upon the woman who was making him feel this way.
Smiling, he absently nodded his head as he gently stroked her cashmere soft skin.
Under the calming influence of her love he felt compelled to softly sing.

***
Someday...
we'll build a house on a hilltop high
you and I
shiny and new
a cottage that two can fill
and we'll be pleased to be called...
the folks who live on the hill...

Someday...
we may be adding... a thing, or two
a wing or two
we will make changes
as any family will...
and we'll be pleased to be called...
the folks who live on the hill...

Our veranda will command a view
of meadows green...
the sort of view
that seems to want... to be seen...

and when our kids grow up and leave us
we'll sit and look at the same old view
just we two...
Darby and Joan
who used to be Jack and Jill...
and we'll be pleased to be called...
what we have always been called...
the folks who live...on the hill...


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Lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein, music by Jerome Kern, "The folks who live on the hill",
as sung by Nina Simone.

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ChianaGray
12/30/00
The Night is for Lovers
IC:

"How would you like, breakfast in bed?" Crichton asked as he began to kiss her from her neck down to her torso, breathing in the light, rich smell of her flesh.

There was a very faint but distinct richness to her smell, almost like the slightest trace of vanilla. It was just enough to keep him tasting her sides in wonder, exploring her warmth. She giggled, her fingers coming to his cheek and sliding up into his hair until he turned his head to give her wrist a playful bite, sucking the soft flesh. She bent to him, breathing deeply in a husky, desiring sigh as she brought her lips to what he was doing with her eyes half closed. He met them, warmth rushing up into his chest from his groin as her tounge flicked into his mouth and then traced over the inside of his upper lip. He chuckled as he pursed his lips, licking them before he brought them closer to hers. She bit his lip, laughing lightly as she teased his mouth before meeting his tounge with hers, deep and longing. He couldn't believe what she was doing to him, how sensuous she was.

"Let's wait," she whispered.

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Nhfearme
12/30/00
The Night is for Lovers
IC:

"Ok." John says. He watches her. He smiles and plays with her hair. She shakes her head at the tickle of it. He positions himself on top of her, embraces her and kisses her neck.

Chiana sighs with delight, smiles and says. "Hello husband."

John pushes up and looks down at her. He bites his lip and raises his eyebrows. "Hi wife." Then kisses her tenderly, slowly, sighing.

She responds with gentle groans of pleasure. She reaches to stroke his back. His skin tingles to her touch. She runs her fingers through his hair.


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Captain Shelan awakes from an evil dream. He dreamt his love married another. The Intel. Could it be wrong? He had only realized too late. The name. He didn't recognize the name. Crichton would destroy her as he had others.

Shelan moves. The guard shifts position in response. Shelan swallows. He cannot hope to overpower one of Pagar's Scarran guards.

He hears Chiana's voice. Her joy echoes through the great hall. It adds to his sorrow. He turns his face into the pillows and cries. "No."

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Chiana starts to get up. John takes her hand. "Where are you going?"

"I thought I'd get cleaned up. It's been nearly 20 arns you know." She leans over and kisses him.

He aches as they break apart. He watches her cross the floor. He gets up and goes to the facility. He glances over at Chiana in the fresher. Her skin shimmers in the morning sun.

John steps into the fresher, surprising her. "John!" She says as he embraces her from the back. His body is so firm against her, arousing her.

She stands in the mist. John kisses her moist neck. She sighs and holds his hands around her waist. His hands begin to move over her wet skin. She hooks her hand around his neck to keep her balance.

Chiana turns and embraces him. John kisses her, drinking the water from her lips. He lifts her to him. She squeals and wraps her legs around him. He presses her against the tile wall, kissing her neck, moving with her.

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John and Chiana dry eachother then stand kissing, embracing.

"Oh, John." Chiana says resting her cheek on his chest. "It's all so wonderful." She sighs.

John smiles at her. "Yes, it is." He lifts her up, over-the-threshold style.

She laughs and holds on to his neck.

"I haven't done this yet!" He says and carries her into the bed.

Chiana laughs as he carries her. She hugs his neck with her face against his shoulder. She swings her feet.

John places her carefully on the bed, following her down to the mattress with a sensual slow kiss. He holds his face closely to hers.

"I love you Misses Crichton."

"I love you John." She replies, nuzzling him.

While John and Chiana showered, the servants have made the bed and placed fruit and drink for them. On the bed are two luxurious robes. John slips on one of the robes. He sits on the bed and offers a piece of fruit to Chiana.

"Would you care to accompany me for a walk in the garden m'lady?" He asks her.

"I don't know if I can walk after taking a shower with you Crichton!" She playfully smacks his shoulder.

He smiles at her and takes a bite of fruit. He leans over and kisses passing the bite of fruit to her.

"Then, I suppose that we'll just have to stay here." He raises his eyebrows at her.

She fakes a gasp and laughs. "I don't think so!" She grabs her robe. "A walk it is!" She says as she slips it on.

They walk, holding hands down the stairs and out into the garden. John picks her up and takes a turn, holding her to him. Then kisses her and places her feet on the edge of a planter. He kisses her stomach and looks up at her eyes, smiling.

"You make me so happy." John swallows and embraces her waist. "I want to be like this forever."

Chiana is sensitive to where he is embracing her. She remembers the nectar. She will never bare him children. She sighs heavily and becomes melancholy.

John senses the change in her mood and lifts her down off the planter. He hugs her, rocking. He kisses her hair.

"What's wrong, honey?" He caresses her cheek. "I love you."

Chiana looks up at him meekly and tries to smile. John embraces her and kisses her tenderly. Then he asks her.

"Please tell me."

She forces a smile and embraces him, hiding her face against his chest. "It's nothing, John." She swallows. "I'll be alright."

John knows something's wrong but decides not to press her. They begin to walk again, holding tightly to one another.

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