"For you!" Damian only loosened his grasp to reach into his pocket for a pair of small flat plates. He thrust the two in Lexx's startled face.
Chel stood by, trying to reclaim her oxygen supply.
Lexx stared at the pale blue plates. They shimmered in his hands and at his touch scrolled through several pages of writing, ending on detailed ship schematics.
"Damian ..." Lexx gasped in disbelief. "These are registration tiles for a ship!"
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