RIP Jonathan Hardy
Jul. 31st, 2012 11:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eve11We all remember that sorrowful time. It was the third phase of Stillwater and unseasonably cool, as if Hyneria held summer close to her chest in deference to our beloved Dominar's passing. We remember the summons, pealed across the Ten Worlds. We remember the squabbles that followed, as his heirs attempted to discern which among them had held Rygel the Sixteenth's final counsel, thus gaining his Empire's favor.
Give me another drink, and I'll tell you a secret. It was none of them.
You may wonder how someone of my breedpond would know this. I wasn't much more than a tadling then, and just a common tradesman. But my family has tended the Royal gardens for millennia, you see, and the birthpools and deathpools. I was there, repairing a temperature gauge behind a trellis a few kicks from Rygel's very pool. My hands shook with nerves, though the Dominar couldn't have noticed me. There was barely a breath of life in him.
My thoughts were only to serve his comfort and leave, but when the gate opened I froze. And I didn't look away, honor take me, which is why I can tell you this.
Dominar Rygel's final counsel was a whispering, scarred alien who disturbed not a droplet as he settled in the pool. He smiled, and the garden was infused with it. The deathpool was aglow, golden. He took Rygel's hand, and the Dominar sighed.
And I heard them, the last words Rygel uttered before surrendering to the currents.
"About time, you old lunatic."
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I know it's not the Dominar himself passing, but it is sad to hear of the death of Jonathan Hardy who gave Farscape's Rygel the Sixteenth such a wonderful character with his voice. I wrote the above six years ago now, in a flash ficlet for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lizamanynames titled "Five times people told Stark he was loved, without saying those words." Ah, the dysfunctional Laurel and Hardy duo of Farscape: Stark and Rygel. It is a testament to the actors that we all saw the depths, potential, and life in these characters, especially the synthetic ones like Rygel and Pilot. Godspeed, Mr. Hardy. The Hallowed Realms have no idea what they're in for...
Give me another drink, and I'll tell you a secret. It was none of them.
You may wonder how someone of my breedpond would know this. I wasn't much more than a tadling then, and just a common tradesman. But my family has tended the Royal gardens for millennia, you see, and the birthpools and deathpools. I was there, repairing a temperature gauge behind a trellis a few kicks from Rygel's very pool. My hands shook with nerves, though the Dominar couldn't have noticed me. There was barely a breath of life in him.
My thoughts were only to serve his comfort and leave, but when the gate opened I froze. And I didn't look away, honor take me, which is why I can tell you this.
Dominar Rygel's final counsel was a whispering, scarred alien who disturbed not a droplet as he settled in the pool. He smiled, and the garden was infused with it. The deathpool was aglow, golden. He took Rygel's hand, and the Dominar sighed.
And I heard them, the last words Rygel uttered before surrendering to the currents.
"About time, you old lunatic."
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I know it's not the Dominar himself passing, but it is sad to hear of the death of Jonathan Hardy who gave Farscape's Rygel the Sixteenth such a wonderful character with his voice. I wrote the above six years ago now, in a flash ficlet for
lizamanynames titled "Five times people told Stark he was loved, without saying those words." Ah, the dysfunctional Laurel and Hardy duo of Farscape: Stark and Rygel. It is a testament to the actors that we all saw the depths, potential, and life in these characters, especially the synthetic ones like Rygel and Pilot. Godspeed, Mr. Hardy. The Hallowed Realms have no idea what they're in for...
