Rescue Mission
I have spent the past week gathering a suitable crew to travel through the wormhole into my native part of the universe. Finding willing candidates for the currency offered did not prove as difficult as I had feared. I suspect that many of those travelling with us are criminals or outcasts of one kind or another, but that is little concern of mine if they will follow my command. It is strange to stand on a command deck and see members of many different species around me; I only hope that this does not disconcert Teeg too much.
I have decided to ignore the babble of that irritating human journalist, although I appreciate Teeg's comments on her strange communications. I fail to see why I should have any sexual interest in Londo Mollari or John Crichton, but I comprehend less why anyone would care if I did. Interspecies relationships do not seem to be censured here as they are among Peacekeepers. I have far more important things to concern me.
The ship is now prepared to begin our journey, if John Crichton and Lieutenant Teeg are ready to depart. I do not know when we will return, but if we survive, we will have Aeryn Sun with us.
I have decided to ignore the babble of that irritating human journalist, although I appreciate Teeg's comments on her strange communications. I fail to see why I should have any sexual interest in Londo Mollari or John Crichton, but I comprehend less why anyone would care if I did. Interspecies relationships do not seem to be censured here as they are among Peacekeepers. I have far more important things to concern me.
The ship is now prepared to begin our journey, if John Crichton and Lieutenant Teeg are ready to depart. I do not know when we will return, but if we survive, we will have Aeryn Sun with us.