Commerce Planet
Chapter 1
John watched as D'Argo slowly sharpened his Qualta blade.
"How often do you do that?" he asked.
"Once every monen" replied D'Argo as he checked the smoothness of the end.
John sighed, he was very bored, watching D'Argo was the most interesting thing he could think of doing. The last time something interesting happened on Moya was when Aeryn threw that food cube at Rygel. Now there was something good, thinking about Aeryn! She was the only thing keeping him sane at the moment.
John's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Pilots voice coming from his comm.
"Commander, I think you need to see this." John sighed again, better not be another false alarm. He raced through the corridors up to the control room. As he entered he noticed almost subconsciously that Aeryn looked particularly nice today. John tore his eyes away from her to ask Pilot "So what's the big deal?" Pilot answered hurriedly "well, I don't know if it's a "big deal" but we are nearing a commerce planet and it's inhabited by a sebaccean species."
"They are unknown to me" stated Aeryn. "yes" said Pilot "but they seem friendly and we are short on food supplies." "Well, then what are we waiting for?" cheered John, at last we can get some excitement around here he thought to himself. Chiana entered at this point interrupting Pilot to say "I'm coming too, and D'Argo also wants to come." "Looks like were all going then" said Aeryn quietly. John looked at her quizzically, knowing something was wrong, but she walked away before he could ask. She was doing that a lot lately, something else he was worrying about at the moment.
Later that afternoon, John was getting into the module when he remembered he'd left his glove in his quarters. As Aeryn hadn't arrived yet, he assumed he had time to go and get it so he ran back to his room. He stopped short as he went through the entrance "What are you doing here, Aeryn?" he demanded. She stood up with a shock, getting up off his bed. "Nothing" she stammered "just looking for something" and tried to dash off behind John. He caught her arm and stopped her "Wait" he asked more gently, "Tell me what's going on, you can trust me, you know that." "Nothings wrong" she said angrily "why do you always assume that?" She stormed off towards the maintenance bay as bent down to pick up his glove. He didn't want to annoy her any more than he already had.
As he returned to the module, Chiana and D'Argo met up with him. He turned and asked them if they knew what was wrong with Aeryn. They exchanged a look and Chiana answered slowly that they did not. "Oh great, so now everybody knows something about her that I don't" he shouted "It's a frelling conspiracy." "John, calm down" hissed D'Argo as they entered the docking bay where Aeryn was waiting. She ignored John as they got in the module and flew off towards the now clearly visible red commerce planet. "Looks like mars" commented John. "Mars?" Chiana asked sarcastically. "Don't worry" sighed John. It seemed to him as if nobody was on his side at the moment.
Chapter 1
John watched as D'Argo slowly sharpened his Qualta blade.
"How often do you do that?" he asked.
"Once every monen" replied D'Argo as he checked the smoothness of the end.
John sighed, he was very bored, watching D'Argo was the most interesting thing he could think of doing. The last time something interesting happened on Moya was when Aeryn threw that food cube at Rygel. Now there was something good, thinking about Aeryn! She was the only thing keeping him sane at the moment.
John's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Pilots voice coming from his comm.
"Commander, I think you need to see this." John sighed again, better not be another false alarm. He raced through the corridors up to the control room. As he entered he noticed almost subconsciously that Aeryn looked particularly nice today. John tore his eyes away from her to ask Pilot "So what's the big deal?" Pilot answered hurriedly "well, I don't know if it's a "big deal" but we are nearing a commerce planet and it's inhabited by a sebaccean species."
"They are unknown to me" stated Aeryn. "yes" said Pilot "but they seem friendly and we are short on food supplies." "Well, then what are we waiting for?" cheered John, at last we can get some excitement around here he thought to himself. Chiana entered at this point interrupting Pilot to say "I'm coming too, and D'Argo also wants to come." "Looks like were all going then" said Aeryn quietly. John looked at her quizzically, knowing something was wrong, but she walked away before he could ask. She was doing that a lot lately, something else he was worrying about at the moment.
Later that afternoon, John was getting into the module when he remembered he'd left his glove in his quarters. As Aeryn hadn't arrived yet, he assumed he had time to go and get it so he ran back to his room. He stopped short as he went through the entrance "What are you doing here, Aeryn?" he demanded. She stood up with a shock, getting up off his bed. "Nothing" she stammered "just looking for something" and tried to dash off behind John. He caught her arm and stopped her "Wait" he asked more gently, "Tell me what's going on, you can trust me, you know that." "Nothings wrong" she said angrily "why do you always assume that?" She stormed off towards the maintenance bay as bent down to pick up his glove. He didn't want to annoy her any more than he already had.
As he returned to the module, Chiana and D'Argo met up with him. He turned and asked them if they knew what was wrong with Aeryn. They exchanged a look and Chiana answered slowly that they did not. "Oh great, so now everybody knows something about her that I don't" he shouted "It's a frelling conspiracy." "John, calm down" hissed D'Argo as they entered the docking bay where Aeryn was waiting. She ignored John as they got in the module and flew off towards the now clearly visible red commerce planet. "Looks like mars" commented John. "Mars?" Chiana asked sarcastically. "Don't worry" sighed John. It seemed to him as if nobody was on his side at the moment.