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Disclaimer: Do I really need one? Henson wouldn't want it. But I could give it to them... right between the eyes. *g*
What had she done?! Lying here next to Bialar she began to wonder. The look on John's face when he had come upon them suddenly was just painful. But what was she supposed to do? After all, he and Chiana had been going at it like frellin' rabbits for weekens now. It was only fair! The Frellin' Fahrbot! If only she felt something besides disgust for the man sleeping next to her. She wouldn't let herself think about that.
She missed Rygel. She knew he could be underhanded and selfish at times but he 'had' saved her life back on the Command Carrier. The sight of him being sucked out into space was bad enough, but to think of what happened when the Prowler went by.... Yuck! Poor Ryg! They'd never get that Prowler clean.
She got up and slipped into something more comfortable. Clothes. She'd better go find D'Argo. He had been sulking lately ever since Chiana had made her play for Crichton. Never any doubt about 'that' outcome. Stupid human. Since Jool had run off with the Boolite D'Argo no longer had anyone to talk to. Now he just slinked around the ship like a whipped Luxan.
No doubt things would get better when they reached their destination. At least for her. The others didn't know where they were headed. Aeryn did though. It was a surprise for them, one she'd been keeping for cycles now. Next stop...the Peacekeeper home world. She would surely get promoted to Prowler Pilot for this!
