Drabble Time - no.1
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scottishlassOkay, the first drabble :) Well it is a little longer than a drabble but hopefully you like it :)
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kazbaby requested ... Farscape - critter, leather pants (could be someone wondering where the leather comes from)
The small market at the edge of town burst with both livestock and vegetables. So right, most vegetbles had a greenish-blue colour and you wouldn't see any of the courgette-like veggies in any supermarket on Earth, but Crichton for all the things that happened to him since his fateful start of his journey, felt somewhat at peace and comforted by the everyday ongoings of this market.
He stood in front of a small stall where furry beings went about their business and he admired the leather pouches as well as leather clothes they had on display. The furry beings reminded him of cuddly Ewoks, just bigger and not as bug eyed. When he fingered the texture of one particular buttery soft leather trouser, one of the furry beings stepped forward with what Crichton thought was a satisfied grin.
"We make good leather," the being said proudly and Crichton nodded.
"Yes, this is very good leather," Crichton answered and held up a pair of gloves for Aeryn to see. "What do you think, you'll need new ones, after you trashed your last pair."
Aeryn eyed him suspiciously then smiled at the furry being. "How many?"
"For this quality? Two!" the being answered and went into the back of the stall and came back with a cage.
"Two credits?" Crichton asked astounded and grinned. "Then I'll take a pair as well."
"Crichton ..." Aeryn started but stopped when the furry saleman put the cage in front of Crichton and herself.
"Two ... very fine leather they will make," the being said and opened the door to the cage. Snatching out one of the furry things which looked suspiciously like a baby Ewok, Crichton stared.
"What?" He asked and looked at Aeryn.
"He told you ... they not only MAKE the leather ... they ARE the leather," she explained and watched as Crichton despite all he had done and suffered through, went white in his face.
"We make good leather." the furry Salesman said again, petting his own hide.
"No thank you, I ain't wearing little cute fluffy Ewoks ... Chewbacca won't have it!"
Aeryn sighed and watched Crichton as he made his way through the hustle and bustle of the market stalls. She would never understand the Erp-man.
kazbaby requested ... Farscape - critter, leather pants (could be someone wondering where the leather comes from)The small market at the edge of town burst with both livestock and vegetables. So right, most vegetbles had a greenish-blue colour and you wouldn't see any of the courgette-like veggies in any supermarket on Earth, but Crichton for all the things that happened to him since his fateful start of his journey, felt somewhat at peace and comforted by the everyday ongoings of this market.
He stood in front of a small stall where furry beings went about their business and he admired the leather pouches as well as leather clothes they had on display. The furry beings reminded him of cuddly Ewoks, just bigger and not as bug eyed. When he fingered the texture of one particular buttery soft leather trouser, one of the furry beings stepped forward with what Crichton thought was a satisfied grin.
"We make good leather," the being said proudly and Crichton nodded.
"Yes, this is very good leather," Crichton answered and held up a pair of gloves for Aeryn to see. "What do you think, you'll need new ones, after you trashed your last pair."
Aeryn eyed him suspiciously then smiled at the furry being. "How many?"
"For this quality? Two!" the being answered and went into the back of the stall and came back with a cage.
"Two credits?" Crichton asked astounded and grinned. "Then I'll take a pair as well."
"Crichton ..." Aeryn started but stopped when the furry saleman put the cage in front of Crichton and herself.
"Two ... very fine leather they will make," the being said and opened the door to the cage. Snatching out one of the furry things which looked suspiciously like a baby Ewok, Crichton stared.
"What?" He asked and looked at Aeryn.
"He told you ... they not only MAKE the leather ... they ARE the leather," she explained and watched as Crichton despite all he had done and suffered through, went white in his face.
"We make good leather." the furry Salesman said again, petting his own hide.
"No thank you, I ain't wearing little cute fluffy Ewoks ... Chewbacca won't have it!"
Aeryn sighed and watched Crichton as he made his way through the hustle and bustle of the market stalls. She would never understand the Erp-man.
