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On it. Jon walked into the weapons. "Kat, lock weapon positioning now!", I commanded. The missile carefully avoided the drone, before sending the information over the intercom. We'd wasted our entire headstart. Kat better be worth it. Eventually, Kat spoke after leaving the ship. Name: FSS Neutron Dasher Model: Experimental Engi Ion-redistributor Crew.

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