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Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« on: August 01, 2017, 08:31:57 am »
Station Log - Stardate 0742822.1.

Along with most other Federation vessels and installations in the area, we have accepted a convoy load of Klingon refugees from their recent border skirmish with the Breen. Starfleet is concerned about old Dominion rivalries starting up, so we've been ordered to do all we can to help. As always, the crew of the Columbus is more than willing to do so.

The Klingon's stay here is proving to be...problematic. Though the majority of them are civilians, we do have a handful of officers staying with us, including their General Yoduk. While the General reminds me of old Royal Naval officers back in my beloved England, the few men he has are quite spirited. The Klingons who live here on the Station are doing their best to help their countrymen settle in until they can be collected.

By the grace of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

Captain Malcolm Adeyemi


[CO's Office]

"Bloodwine, captain?" General Yoduk asked, uncorking a metal bottle. The old Klingon warrior had a mane of gray hair tinged here and there with flecks of black.

Adeyemi had always admired but puzzled at Klingon battle dress: in such a clanking, squeaking leather and metal garment, how was a warrior supposed to sneak about? But that wasn't the Klingon way. They would attack by subterfuge and deception but preferred a slash and a battle cry. An honorable fight. How many honorable fights had General Yoduk won in his day?

Enough. The Klingon reminded him of Royal Navy officers that Adeyemi had known, but with the manners and tone of a bloodthirsty savage. Time hadn't dimmed his desire for drink, for a fight, or a woman. Vaguely, the captain wondered what it was like to live such a base and physical existence.

"Not on duty," He said. He had a glass of mineral water, anyway.

"Not all humans are as chaste and strict as you." Yoduk chided as he filled a metal goblet with bloodwine.

"Not all Klingons are as indulgent as you." Adeyemi replied lightly.

"Ha!" The General took a seat and raised his goblet. " To the Federation, our steadfast allies!"

"Glory to the Empire!" Adeyemi replied, raising his water. Metal clinked off of glass.

"Isn't it bad luck to make a toast with water among your people?" The Klingon asked.

"I believe that the luck of men comes from--"

"Yes, yes, your Lord God!" Yoduk interrupted. "On your recommendation I visited your church and your Vulcan priest--"

"Friar."

"Friar, then. He said nothing of interest and your religion has too much flabby meekness and too little blood."

"You should read the book of Joshua," Adeyemi said, not offended at all. The truth does not fear an investigation. It took more than one hoary old Klingon to shake his faith. "It's nothing but battles."

"I will look into it," Yoduk said, sounding interested. "Perhaps a holodeck recreation is in order."

"The Lord's message is best conveyed through his love, not war," Adeyemi protested.

"Then why are your holy books so violent?!" Yoduk demanded.

Before Adeyemi could continue the debate further, the door's chime sounded. Excusing himself, the captain bade whoever it was to enter.

"Captain," The young Bolian ensign said as he stepped inside. "The Dyser weapon shop on the Promande is alleging the Federation charged them too much in taxes last quarter."

"Can't you see the General and I are busy, ensign?" Adeyemi said sharply. "Go to Commander Lowery and the Flight department. They handle shipping and business matters."

"Respectfully, I did, sir, and she said to come to you. Probably because the Dysers have holed themselves up in their shop and taken up arms and refused to come out."

Adeyemi sighed. He stood and straightened his uniform, ran a hand over his shaved head.

"General, feel free to enjoy the hospitality of my office as long as you like. I have matters to attend to."

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #1 on: August 01, 2017, 03:07:30 pm »
[Ops]

It felt like an eternity had past since Knox was last in Ops seated at her multiple consoled desk. The Collector crises had been a rather hands on experience to familiarize herself with the Station's capabilities and weaknesses. Knox was excited to be back, reading padds in her quarters was not the same. She still felt a little strange following the incident on the Xa'zii homeworld, but thanks to Dr. Naira her recovery was complete and she was permitted to return to 'light' duties.

She sat down and began ambidextrously tapping at the panels simultaneously reviewing both systems reports and StarFleet communications.

It is good to be back.

The Klingon refugee situation was a top priority. Their conflict with the Breen had cost the Empire dearly, in both Birds of Prey and Warriors. Kahless himself may have even retreated against such a formidable enemy. But Pride and honor were at stake, and the refugees were not accustomed to accepting help, especially from StarFleet. Knox recalled her time as Ambassador for Trill sent to the High Command. Sirzi saw past the barbaric nature and admired their beliefs. Yet considering over 300 years had since passed, from what Knox could tell, little had changed.

 - - Weapons fire on the Promenade - -

The computer sounded.

Well, at least it cannot be another Klingon incident with the Ferengi, they prefer hand to hand combat.

The Station was now overrun with both Ferengi and Klingons and though complete opposites on the honor spectrum, they were similar when enjoying themselves with good food, wine and mating rituals. If Security had been overstretched before, it certainly had its hands full now. Knox reviewed who was on duty in Security.

=/\= Knox to Lachlyn. Weapons fire has been reported on the main level of the Promenade. Please assess the situation and report. =/\=

« Last Edit: August 02, 2017, 05:13:15 pm by Katharoz Knox »


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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #2 on: August 01, 2017, 05:27:36 pm »
[Sickbay]

Things had certainly taken a turn for the busier with the influx of a number of Klingon refugees now taking shelter on the station. The new arrivals had to be examined and vaccinated to make sure that neither they would be responsible from spreading disease upon the station nor fall victim to any they could be exposed to by the diverse collection of different species and cultures that gathered there. Naira had thus come to the recent conclusion that of all those she was tasked with caring for, a Klingon with a fear of medical instruments could be the most stubborn and difficult of patients.

She had just finished up arguing with a rather difficult Klingon male, who stood over a foot taller than her, that he needed to sit down and be still while she completed her scan. Even now, he was being sullen and offered up a grunt of displeasure as she continued to examine him. However, she knew better than to further press the issue. She had gotten him to comply with her demand and he now knew that she held authority over sickbay and everything that happened in there.

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #3 on: August 01, 2017, 10:05:15 pm »
[Location: Executive Officer's Quarters]

Tritter was happy to have been able to figure out what the shady Ferengi were up to... He was not suprised the Klingons were involved. It had always been that when the Ferengi were up to no good, the Klingons were there to bolster them. Tritter had been assigned to review the After Action Report from the last mission before sending it up to Captain Ayedemi, such was not his favorite assignment, but he handled it with the same seriousness as any other assignment. He seriously pondered leaving "In God We Trust" at the bottom of it to pick at the Captain, but he decided to not, although it would be humorous indeed.

He than heard the call of weapon's fire on the Promenade, his instinct to respond to such situations would never go away. He still saw himself as the Station's protector and he took that role seriously, especially since his own family is on the Starbase, and he doesn't want anything bad to happen to anyone else's family. He than made his way to the Promenade, on his way, he tapped his comm badge, "Commander Tritter to Crewman Pilgrim, Cadet Lachlyn, meet me at the Promenade." He made his way to the Promenade in a quick and confident fashion. He had a phaser rifle with him, strapped to his back, as well as phaser pistol strapped to his right thigh.

He than began to scan the area, to understand what exactly what was going on, and how to handle it.


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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #4 on: August 02, 2017, 01:02:49 pm »
-Promenade, Section C -

Tanner had been having a lovely chat with a Bolian shoe vendor when her combadge chirped, twice. She wasn't exactly sure why it required two people to order her about, but it would be something she'd log an inquiry into. With a nod to the Bolian she took off to Section A, she had a feeling it was somehow tied into the bar that the Klingon hoarde seemed to be favoring.

- Section A, Promenade-

She'd been bang on the Latinum. Sure enough there was a frightened security guard huddled in the corner with a gaggle of Klingons around him.

"Excuse me," Tanner's right hand itched to draw her phaser but she left it, "Can I ask what's going on?" She nudged her way gently around the Klingons and knelt to the guards side, "Are you ok?" Tanner noted he wasn't bleeding and it was only the wall above him that was mildly singed.

A Klingon growled, he held the Security guard's phaser in his much larger hand. Suddenly the device looked tiny in comparison, "This is what passes for your protection..." He snarled.

Tanner stood and held out her hand, "Can I please have his phaser? If you have an issue with station security, you're more than welcome to put a note in the suggestion box."

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #5 on: August 02, 2017, 01:46:38 pm »
[Holosuite Program]

As the song "In Waves" by Trivium played in Jenna's ears, she began to do some deep breathing. After she she settled herself, she began to do her set of Sit-ups. However, always prepared for a challenge, she found herself hanging from the edge of the loft of the barn she set up to use for her workout. Her eyes were closed for a moment so she could focus on not only her breathing, but her form.

"Normally I would call this being reckless, but considering our respected regiments, I'd say you're slacking," Caleb said appearing in the loft where Jenna was. "First of all piss off. Second, if putting some safety measures is slacking, then I don't want to know what trying is. I tried to get Molly to be my spotter, but she's a tad bit weaker and I am woefully out of shape, Jenna said as she sat up to momentarily remove one of her earbuds. She then placed it back in and continued. Bellow Jenna sat a rather large array of beds as a safety cushion.

"I see you've upped the gravity... Nice touch," Caleb said. He saw that Jenna then had her eyes closed. Maybe if she ignored him for long enough, he would go away. When she sat up and saw her was gone she sighed in relief. When she went to go back down, she saw Caleb floating above her. "You're going to have to talk to me eventually. You can ignore me all you want, but I am still in there,"Caleb said before disappearing. Jenna was caught off guard and then fell down onto her safety net of beds and pillows. It was then she got a buzz from Molly that they needed to start their shifts soon.   

Jenna just sighed and changed the program so she could get changed there. She she opened her gym bag, she then smiled knowing her things were back with her. She gave a quick kiss to her locket before she showered and got changed into her uniform. She was very thankful that her quarters were on the way to engineering so she could drop her gym bag off and get Molly to start their shift. 


[Jennna and Molly's Quarters]

Molly chucked Jenna's bag onto her bed quickly as she ran to get out of their quarters. "Look G.I. Jane, I am glad you are watching your figure, but remember we have so many guests here on the base that we are lucky if we get down to engineering on time,"Molly said to Jenna. Jenna just rolled her eyes and the two began to run off to begin their shifts. No doubt the holosuites would be overrun like last time, but hopefully, there would be better load balancing.

[ Main Engineering ]

Jenna and Molly arrived thankfully on time. They quickly got to their stations and waited for Dan's briefing for the day."Chief we are ready when you are,"Jenna said once she was settled in. As she waited, she swapped tapes in her walkman from her "Workout Mix" to her "Working Mix". She loved the mixes she created and despite hearing them multiple times over, she never got tired of the music.
« Last Edit: August 02, 2017, 01:48:09 pm by Jenna McKinson »

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #6 on: August 02, 2017, 02:46:07 pm »
[Promenade - Dyser Weapons Shop]

The sight of the captain on the Promenade altered activity on it by a great deal. From what Adeyemi was told, his predecessor was known to frequent the Promenade's restaurants, bars, and shops, even with his own men. His nose wrinkled just a touch in disgust: the commanding officer shouldn't fraternize with his people.

A few officers nodded and muttered a greeting, and the civilians who recognized his uniform followed suit, but more ignored him. There was tension in the air, more tension than the Station's commanding officer could generate. Adeyemi's long legs ate up the distance between the 'lift and the Dyser's weapons shop.

The Dysers had raised a cheap force field and for extra kicks had installed and implemented a fence of brown metal to further close off their store.

"This is Captain Adeyemi," He said in his best battlefield voice. "Open this door or I will have it and you removed."

His speech went from his mixture of Nigerian Pidgin and King's English into the alien's language. It was supposed to be instantaneous, but sometimes it wasn't. And besides, Dysers did not have humanoid throats.

"We want our money back," Said the gray furred, doglike bipedal alien clothed in his people's green cloak that indicated a merchant. "We will settle for nothing less!"

"And recompense," Said another green cloaked Dyser.

Adeyemi was more worried about the Dyser wearing the red cloak slashed with black fabric. He was the warrior. The big doglike alien said nothing, only held a strange looking alien rifle at port arms.

"Last chance," Adeyemi offered, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Though he looked dangerous, he was not projecting himself physically at this moment, puffing himself up for a fight. He had other ideas.

"We are owed--"

"=/\=Captain Adeyemi to Howell and McKinson. Lower the forcefield on the Dyser weapons shop on the Promenade. Once that's done get up here with some heavy equipment or something to cut through this fence.=/\="

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #7 on: August 02, 2017, 09:03:42 pm »
Dan's Quarters
Slowly, things were returning back to normal. Since everything was back to normal operation, the workload on engineering had been halved, which made everyone's lives a bit easier. Dan was heading up a double shift - the evening and night shifts. He wanted to get some things done which required overnight work when the base was quieter. The sign on time was rapidly approaching and so he put on his uniform jacket, replicated a coffee and made his way down to engineering.

Engineering
He arrived in engineering just as the shift was changing. Taking a sip of coffee, he gave his briefing "Afternoon everyone, standard shift today, we're not anticipating any problems or issues which could cause any problems, serious or otherwise. Scheduled maintenance is as filed on the computers, so lets get to work and make it a good'n."

He saw Jenna and headed over. The previous mission had been an interesting one, combined with it being her first mission on the base. "Jenna, how are you this afternoon?" Just as he was waiting a reply, the Captain came over comms asking them to drop a forcefield. He tapped his combadge =/\= Aye Sir, standby. =/\= before ordering McKinson "Ensign, access the security grid and lower the force field."
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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #8 on: August 02, 2017, 09:31:13 pm »
[Ops]

As Knox was reviewing more systems reports she was startled by crashing noises coming from the CO's office. The indistinguishable sounds became clearer as the General stormed into Ops.



She did not smile and but sternly nodded once. They left Ops.
« Last Edit: August 02, 2017, 09:42:40 pm by Katharoz Knox »


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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #9 on: August 02, 2017, 11:28:31 pm »
-Promenade, Section C -

Tanner had been having a lovely chat with a Bolian shoe vendor when her combadge chirped, twice. She wasn't exactly sure why it required two people to order her about, but it would be something she'd log an inquiry into. With a nod to the Bolian she took off to Section A, she had a feeling it was somehow tied into the bar that the Klingon hoarde seemed to be favoring.

- Section A, Promenade-

She'd been bang on the Latinum. Sure enough there was a frightened security guard huddled in the corner with a gaggle of Klingons around him.

"Excuse me," Tanner's right hand itched to draw her phaser but she left it, "Can I ask what's going on?" She nudged her way gently around the Klingons and knelt to the guards side, "Are you ok?" Tanner noted he wasn't bleeding and it was only the wall above him that was mildly singed.

A Klingon growled, he held the Security guard's phaser in his much larger hand. Suddenly the device looked tiny in comparison, "This is what passes for your protection..." He snarled.

Tanner stood and held out her hand, "Can I please have his phaser? If you have an issue with station security, you're more than welcome to put a note in the suggestion box."

Tritter had surveyed the situation on the Promenade. He noticed a situation developing on the Promenade between a Klingon and a Female Security Officer. He kept an eye on the situation, but he didn't want to step on her toes, he wanted to give her a chance to handle herself. But he knew that Klingons can be violent individuals and he didn't want her to get hurt either. He figures they would have his back and he would do the same for them. He noticed the Klingon had snatched her phaser, his blood ran cold when he saw it.

He had someone try to take his gun before in his prior career to joining Starfleet, and he knew that when that happens, it's pretty much a death sentence. He hovered his hand over his phaser and watched the situation closely, but he didn't intervene. He remained at a distance and he was about two hundred feet away, behind the Klingon, so they would not see or think of the large Executive Officer. He started to move closer to the situation, he moved with a silence that is only mastered by years of practice. He was confidence and comfortable as he moved.


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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #10 on: August 03, 2017, 03:19:31 am »
[Sickbay]

With a press of a hypospray to the neck of her patient, Naira finished up her exam. She picked up a padd sitting on a tray beside the biobed they were using and checked the Klingon's name off the list of refugees that she needed to examine.

"Perhaps you can help me," she addressed her patient as he practically leapt from the bed to the floor below. "I need to see a...Yoduk...in regards to his exam." She said as she placed the padd down once more.

The Klingon let out a, "Harrumph," as a response and stared her down once more before correcting her. "The General..." he took the time to emphasize the title, "should be meeting with your captain."

"Is that so? Well he hasn't taken the time to make sure that he has been properly immunized or examined since arriving on the station. He should set a better example if we hope to properly care for your people."

Ch'pok attempted to straighten his uniform in such a way so as to seem as if he were much too masculine to care about his appearance, but he obviously cared enough so as not to be seen by others in a disheveled state. She waited for him to finish, grabbed a medkit and called out to the computer.

"Computer, can you locate General Yoduk for me?"

"General Yoduk is on Deck 4, leaving the Operations Center with Ensign Knox."

"Well," she called out to Ch'pok, "are you coming?"

The two of them left sickbay and headed on an intercept path with the ensign and general.   

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #11 on: August 03, 2017, 12:01:53 pm »
[Promenade Section A]

The last couple of days have been hectic for Jett.  The Klingons arrival in the station had made things more complicated.  The recent influx of different species in the station has made his routine a little bit unique.  The Ferengi were easy to deal with, however, Klingons required a much stronger show of force. 

Tom walked down the hallway where he noticed a small commotion with a security officer.  Sadly, the officer made the first mistake dealing with Klingons which is to show weakness.    He then noticed another security officer intervening.

- Section A, Promenade-

She'd been bang on the Latinum. Sure enough, there was a frightened security guard huddled in the corner with a gaggle of Klingons around him.

"Excuse me," Tanner's right hand itched to draw her phaser but she left it, "Can I ask what's going on?" She nudged her way gently around the Klingons and knelt to the guard's side, "Are you ok?" Tanner noted he wasn't bleeding and it was only the wall above him that was mildly singed.

A Klingon growled, he held the Security guard's phaser in his much larger hand. Suddenly the device looked tiny in comparison, "This is what passes for your protection..." He snarled.

Tanner stood and held out her hand, "Can I please have his phaser? If you have an issue with station security, you're more than welcome to put a note in the suggestion box."

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #12 on: August 03, 2017, 01:04:34 pm »
[Puzzles Bar & Restaurant]

Leanna looked around her new home and smiled as it was better than she could of imagined and certainly more impressive, new and bigger than what she had left behind on Fagan XII. As much as she loved running Folly's it only caused heartache and disappointment in the end thanks to her relationship with Arvin disintegrating faster than a skimp rat in the Argollian sun and she needed an escape and the Columbus was the perfect place to have the fresh start she was looking for.

However that didn't mean that she wasn't going to be her usual self in fact she was more than happy to stay fun, flirty and feisty and if she attracted either gender then so be it. If there was one thing the young Betazoid enjoyed was the finer things and pleasures in life and owning the bar was just an added bonus and gave her the opportunity to do that.

As much as she liked to reminisce she had work to do if she was going to open in time especially since she noticed the influx of Klingon refugees plus she also needed to hire more people other than the four she had brought with her. Again she grinned at the thought of Arvin cursing her over taking his most loyal members of staff but he forgot how obnoxious and over protective he was and how they had in fact been loyal to Leanna all along.

But that was in the past and she had a lot of good things to focus on and so for now she walked into the store room and started to bring out the imported alcohol for the grand opening wanting everything to be perfect and with the help of Maggie and Seamus started to get things ready including the food as they listened to the band warm up with one of her favourite old Earth songs " Sinead" and knew she had made the right choice in keeping live music as part of her entertainment.

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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #13 on: August 03, 2017, 05:33:32 pm »
[Walking along the corridor]

As the General grunted to himself, Knox's mind was racing through ideas.

The view from upper pylon 3. No, too many Ferengi. That new bar, Puzzles? No, the grand opening is not until later and they are probably saving the good blood wine for then. The Klingon restaurant? No, their gagh was not fresh last time. A holodeck program? Probably should avoid any Breen battle simulations... Perhaps the Ferengi on the lower Promenade could help find the General someone to make him feel comfortable, or uncomfortable. Whatever counts for nga'chuq....

Knox's mind began to wonder. Though her thoughts were soon interrupted.

"So, Knox. I know that name. Wait, any relation to the great Sirzi Knox? A good man. Had a Warrior's heart. His noble deeds for the Empire are gloried in song. He is honored among my people." "Glorious....

Ch'Poooookkkkkk. What are you doing here man? Who is commanding the K'tomoc?"
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Re: Season 1 Mission 10 - Lights Out
« Reply #14 on: August 03, 2017, 08:41:13 pm »
[Corridor]

"The General is a busy man," Ch'pok argued again with her as they continued to walk. "You should not disturb him when he is seeing to important matters."

"His health and the well-being of everyone on this station is important. It is my job to make sure that illnesses are not spread among the population due to one man's negligence."

She could continue to argue with him all day, but frankly it was beginning to grow tiresome. They were both clearly strong-willed and opinionated and neither was about to be persuaded by the other.

She stopped in her tracks for a moment to let out a deep breath and ran the back of her hand across her brow.

It feels hotter in here than in sickbay. Perhaps I need to speak to someone in engineering about the environment controls later.

[Walking along the corridor]

As the General grunted to himself, Knox's mind was racing through ideas.

The view from upper pylon 3. No, too many Ferengi. That new bar, Puzzles? No, the grand opening is not until later and they are probably saving the good blood wine for then. The Klingon restaurant? No, their gagh was not fresh last time. A holodeck program? Probably should avoid any Breen battle simulations... Perhaps the Ferengi on the lower Promenade could help find the General someone to make him feel comfortable, or uncomfortable. Whatever counts for nga'chuq....

Knox's mind began to wonder. Though her thoughts were soon interrupted.

"So, Knox. I know that name. Wait, any relation to the great Sirzi Knox? A good man. Had a Warrior's heart. His noble deeds for the Empire are gloried in song. He is honored among my people." "Glorious....

Ch'Poooookkkkkk. What are you doing here man? Who is commanding the Rotarran?"
   

Naira and Ch'pok met Ensign Knox and the general in a corridor outside the Ops Center. She returned the general's smile with one of her own.

"Ensign, General," she tucked a stray patch of hair behind her ear. "General Yoduk, my records show that you have yet to report to sickbay for your mandatory examination. If you and your people wish to stay on the station for the time being, we are going to need to complete these exams and make sure that each and every one of your people have been properly immunized."

"General," Ch'pok momentarily dipped his head in a sign of respect for his superior. "I apologize. I tried to explain to the doctor that you were busy, but she would not listen. She can be stubborn and difficult."

"Well...," Naira spoke as she ignored the words of Ch'pok, "shall we find some place a little more private than the middle of the corridor to handle your exam or would you prefer to do it right here?"


 

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