Minisode 2: Stargazing

Nova’s overall joyful behavior this episode

HATOV

(searching)

Nova?  Novaaa?  Nova?

NOVA

(sing song)

Down here

HATOV

Sawa said that (beat) what are you doing?

NOVA

What’s it look like?

HATOV

(beat, baffled) staring at the sky?

NOVA

Yup!  Star. Gazing. Wanna join?

HATOV

Is (beat) is it safe?

NOVA

I’m just looking at the sky pretty boy, not trying to shoot holes through it.

HATOV

But there could be any kind of fauna hidden in the grass and you’re

NOVA

(slightly serious)

I’m what?

HATOV

(beat)

Fragile.

NOVA

(laughs)

You can’t compare everyone to your cyberpunk ass.  Anyhow, humans are pretty hardy, relatively speaking.

HATOV

But—

NOVA

 I can’t live every second of my life thinking about how easy it is to lose it.

HATOV

But, just to see the stars?  That’s all we see for weeks and weeks.

NOVA

Yeah, but these are stars seen on planet.

HATOV

You know what’s out there.  There’s no need to—

NOVA

Sit down

HATOV

But—

NOVA

Sit.  Down.

Sound of Hatov laying in grasses

HATOV

Wilm does this too.  He used to stare at the skies for hours after he found out about the union. 

NOVA

Hmm?

HATOV

I never understood it.  Everything we could ever want was right there, on planet. 

NOVA

(yawns)

Not everything.

HATOV

That (beat)

(clanking)

Did (beat) did you drink all of this?

NOVA

(giggles)

Please, I’m not a monster. I’ve been mixing it. Warm nights call for something fruity don’t you think? (beat) You’re not going to tell Jeanne are you? Or Sawa?  Sawa’ll have my ass. (laughs) This is against recovery protocol, you know?

HATOV

Nova, you’re drunk.

NOVA

The chip only activates if my vitals go funny.  I think I’m fine.

HATOV

But you’re supposed to be

NOVA

 With everything that’s happening, I just wanted a break.  A bottle of bourbon and some star gazing isn’t the worst I could be doing.

HATOV

(beat)

Do you have more?

NOVA

Straight?  Or mixed?

HATOV

Uh (beat) mixed.

Sound of Nova sitting up

NOVA

Whoa (beat) alright, you were a fun drunk right?  I don’t need a tragic backstory.  Tonight, it’s about stargazing, understand?

 Sound of ice pouring into and out of glass, small box opening, sound of fruit hitting the ice.

HATOV

I still don’t—

NOVA

You’re not getting anything until you agree.  Warm grass, quiet planet, good drinks, pretty stars.  Got it?

Sound of glass filling

HATOV

(beat)

Okay, I can do that.

NOVA

(sigh of relief)

Good.  I started pouring before I thought that through. (Laughs) What the hell was I going to do if you’d said ‘no’?

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