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D' Argo looked at Rygel with disgust.
"How can you eat like that of 700 of you?" D'Argo asked snarling.
"He should be on weight watchers!" Crichton joked.
"What is weight watchers? Is this an offensive term? I will not stand for it!" Rygel retorted.
"Considering you never stood in your life," Aeryn smirked. Then she frowned. "Where did you get that?"
"It was on the table. Why?"
"That was going to last us at least a quarter of a cycle!" D'Argo took out his sword/gun and growled at Rygel.
"That means we have to land soon. Pilot, what are the nearest planets to Moya?" Zhaan asked calmly.
"There's one near us, but it-"
"Let's land. Pilot-"
"Yes, I know." They began to land and they split up and searched for food.
"Dear, sir. Are you a Luxan, by any chance?" a girl with very red hair, golden eyes and pale skin asked.
"No, I'm a Sebaecen. Of course, I'm a Luxan!" D'Argo replied.
"You have a ship filled with your soldiers. Will you bring me back to my home planet? Please?"
"No." D'Argo didn't want to mention that he was an exile with a band of fugitives.
"D'Argo? What are you doing?" Crichton ran to D'Argo wondering who this strange girl was.
"Your with a sebaecen! You're a prisoner?" the girl asked.
"I'm a human!" Crichton corrected.
"Never heard of your species. Luxan beast! Never even bothering to apologize, blood thirsty, war like, killers-"
D'Argo pulled out his sword/gun and shot her. She was unfazed. Crichton looked a bit confused.
"Why-"
"Magmaeins. Absorb heat. But she can't be. She has pale skin while real magmaeins have darker skin!" D'Argo explained.
"I'm a magmaein! But I wasn't incubated in a warm enough spot, so instead of dying, I was born pale! I was exiled for being different and I'd like to return!" she shouted.
D'Argo snarled. "Likely story! I know exactly how to kill you!"
"D'Argo, I think she's telling the truth. I mean, is there really any other race that absorbs energy? From some of the most frellin' hardcore guns ever?!" Crichton looked at the girl. "Who are you?"
