|
Chiana: I told you you could do it Pilot. You're the draddest.
Pilot:
You're very kind to say so.
Pilot: Don't concern yourself, Crichton. I will be fine.
My species has superior regenerative abilities.
John: So, you, um, you let them cut off one of your arms.
Pilot: I didn't exactly let them. They have the opportunity to go home. The drive is very
strong.
John: I will never understand you people. How can you not be angry...insanely angry?
Pilot:
When one of my species is bonded to a leviathan, we give our lives to the service of others. Ship first -- then those who
travel aboard her.
John: No matter what those aboard do to you?
Pilot: My species
is incapable of spaceflight on our own. If we wish to journey beyond our home planet, this is the tradeoff we make for the
chance to see the galaxy. I consider it a perfectly equitable arrangement.
Name: Pilot
Nicknames: Shell head, Four arms
Species:
Unknown (members of species thus far only referred to as "Pilot")
Age: Unknown (presumably over 100)
Outstanding
qualities or special abilities: Symbiot with Moya, incredible multitasking skills, high intelligence, regenerative
limbs
Notable Accomplishments: Escaped PeaceKeeper imprisonment; was instrumental in the destruction of
a Shadow Depository, and the wormhole to Earth
Past/Present Love Interests:
Relevant Family
Members:
Popular Saying/Quote: Prepare for immediate starburst!
Pilot Paradise
|
