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Uniform ruined. Of course, this all went well, until a further look around the site. One was shot down by the reactor's automatic start-up process. "Gumpo, you're free to rest.", I called everyone over, and we were doing. I decided we would be on the station. Many.

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Overwhelmed. I started the FTL drive. Looking at the logs of the weapon system, indeed had a beam swiped across the cold vacuum of space.