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@ -12,7 +12,6 @@ Year 3782, QEC adjusted
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Jerome Somerset Pasani, Warrant Master
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:::
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I hesitated to use the QEC since we lost Moussa, worried what the
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others might think reading this. That was until Janssen so
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eloquently told me to take the, um, stick out of my rear. Prezzi
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@ -29,19 +28,24 @@ buckets and tin-cans of all shapes and sizes. There's been close
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calls before, but never--not on my watch. I just keep asking
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myself why? Why him? Why us?
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--
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The deep doesn't give us answers. It just gives us more questions
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and a long, damn time to think about them. With botany dispatched
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from the Melchy there's nothing left to us but these questions.
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What the hell is happening out here?
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Our hydroponics specialist and our doctor of phytology, Hove
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Xavier and Sandy Kroups, have joined the crew awake. I regret that
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their rising was in mourning. Needs demand, we answer.
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In hopes of learning something, anything, our hydroponics
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specialist and our doctor of phytology, Hove Xavier and Sandy
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Kroups, have joined the crew awake. I regret that their rising was
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in mourning. Needs demand, we answer. They're tackling the food
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shortage with the seriousness it deserves, though I expect it's to
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keep their minds off everything that's happened while they slept.
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They keep each other's company and a distance from the rest of us.
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I can't blame them. We are not a cheery crew to be around at the
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moment.
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They're tackling the food shortage with the seriousness it
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deserves, though I expect it's to keep their minds off everything
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that's happened while they slept. They keep each other's company
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and a distance from the rest of us. I can't blame them. We are not
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a cheery crew to be around at the moment.
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--
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With botany dispatched from the Melchy there's nothing left to us
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but questions. What the hell is happening out here? And why?
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We're just a few weeks out from Beta. The grav sheer drops in six
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days and we'll be back under thrusters. There's a star out there
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somewhere. It called to us from nearly 25 light years away. We are
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going to reach it and make a home here. Moussa's loss is going to
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mean something.
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.
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@ -2,8 +2,8 @@ Repeat Transmission...
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PANPAN PANPAN PANPAN
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This is the RSS Revenant, I have lost contact with my base. I am
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lost...
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This is the RSS Revenant, We have lost contact with our base. We
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are lost...
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is generating more at its expected rate.
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There's a potential Goldilocks system nearby, it may be our only
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hope of getting back.
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hope of getting back...
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PANPAN PANPAN PANPAN
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This is the RSS Revenant, I have lost contact with my base. I am
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lost. I was on routine patrol when bombarded with some sort of
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radiation. I can only travel at half speed, at heading two three
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This is the RSS Revenant, we have lost contact with our base. We
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are lost. We were on routine patrol when bombarded with some sort
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of radiation, can only travel at half speed, at heading two three
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nine seven niner eight point six four two seven towards the nearest
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star. If you can hear this, please assist!
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"MAIN SCREEN, TURN ON!"
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The interior of the cabin folded in on itself in a technicolor blur
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Shapes appeared and merged around the object labeled "Semi-organic."
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It appeared to be an ammunition box, ornately decorated with gold.
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Machines whirred to life throughout the ship, as I began salvage
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procedures.
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The front of the cockpit folded in on itself in a technicolor blur
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around the small radar display. Shapes appeared, coming into focus
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and merging around the object labeled "Semi-organic." It was about
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the size of an ammunition box and beset with strange onyx orbs
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nestled in loops of gold filigree, all reflecting the millions of
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flecks of alien constellations.
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Machines whirred to life throughout the ship as I began salvage
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procedures. Cranium was halfway to the cargo hold before I could
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be sure the airlock was sealed properly. Hex and I arrived just in
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time to watch Mr Swarm disintegrate into an thousands of miniatures
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of himself, climbing in and out of every crevice of the box. The
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cargo-scanner showing no dangers on any of it's graphs, only a tiny
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labyrinth of shades of gray.
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"Looks like ancient aliens left us some Swiss cheese, doesn't it?"
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Cranium chuckled to himself, "fancy wrapper, must be expensive."
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Mr Swarm disintegrates into a thousands of miniatures, climbing in
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and out of every crevice of the box.
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Hex rolled her eyes.
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"It appears to be bio-mechanical" Mr Swarms chorused, "some sort of
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neural networked computer, maybe? I didn't recognize any of the
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crystalline structures, but the biology is..." Mr Swarm congealed
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into a form a quarter his original size. A cacophony filled the
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hull with a deep throbbing vibration.
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"Turbulence! Turbulence!" blared over the ships loudspeaker.
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"I'm not sure what I did, but it doesn't seem to have liked it!" a
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nearly full-sized Mr Swarm shouted over the din, tiny echoes
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trailing behind him.
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"I'm sensing a strange aura - something old - something changing
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like the sea" Hex shouted dreamily. We turned to look back at the
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strange box, the noise slowly died away as we all stood in a
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semicircle gawping in awe as it finished melting through the floor,
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leaving at an iridescent black sheen.
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"Computer security breech! Detecting corrupted files for
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quarantine... NO FILES FOUND... Analyzing attack vector...
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DIRECT HARDWARE ACCESS... Analyzing hardware signatures...
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ANOMALY FOUND, DETECTING BUS ADDRESS... 0xAE0D17... FINDING
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LOCATION... G13"
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Mr Swarm and Super Hex rushed down a small ladder and counted
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across to find throbbing black slime bubbling from the vents and
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around the edge of the door -- thin gooey strands pumping to and
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fromi a larger blob gently pulsating on the ceiling, a stripe of
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rainbow lights blinking from somewhere deep inside of it. Hex
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gingerly poked it with her screwdriver, her hand jerked back with a
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spark, leaving the screwdriver spinning towards the floor.
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"Trajectory found," the computer declared, "ENGINES: ONLINE."
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Hex and Mr Swarm looked at each other. The ship lurched forward,
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knocking them to the floor.
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Cranium ran into the cockpit and started pressing buttons on a
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small panel, with me close behind. A series of commands was given
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to the AI, the response to each was the same "USER ACCESS: DENIED."
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"We're being jammed up here, what's happening in the datastore?" I
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said into the intercom.
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"It's black-rasberry," crackled Hex, "it's all over the 13th
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datablock, and the overhead conduit"
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t+3 KaTanne Is A Pragmatist
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So I ran her down in the hallway full of questions.
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KaTanne, Katanne, have you read Hegel?
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You're not Neo Nietzachean are you?
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Do you believe The World is all that is the case?
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Did Husserl eat a phenomonological briscuit?
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She turned quickly and slapped me firmly across the face.
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"I don't care about any of that shit!", she said.
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"Come to your senses."
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Thank God, I thought, she's a pragmatist.
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"Sorry", I said. "I let some of the messages on the QEC get me going."
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"Don't worry about that." she replied.
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"We're in space. They're in space. That's why we have the QEC."
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"Space can mess with your head."
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"I know." I replied. "And it's been messing with theirs."
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"Solipsism, Nihilism, even Realism."
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"I'm fine. Nexialists are not susceptible to philosophical overload."
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"We see the world as it is and we see space as it is."
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"Or soon will be. The vacuum of space is subject to rapid fluctuations."
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"You better come with me." she said.
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"We'll go to hydroponics and dig some vegetables."
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"Nothing like some dirt under your fingernails to convince you
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that earth is real. Even in space."
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See. She's a pragmatist.
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She's beginning to get to me.
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I wonder if she enjoys hypnosis.
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We, your friends and archivists, wish you to know: This message was
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originally transmitted over QEC via the anonymous resender
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satellite named "anon.penet.fi" by its unknown maintainers. While
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previous such messages have been archived under that satellite's
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own channel, it is lately the sense of the meeting that relevant
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messages, where possible, be included alongside the events in whose
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context they may best be understood. Thus do we present this
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message here.
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As with all messages from "anon.penet.fi", no headers or other
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metadata were provided in the original transmission. While
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additional information has since become available, we feel that to
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include it here would betray the spirit of our project. Accordingly,
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we present this message, and will present future such messages,
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verbatim as originally transmitted.
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~
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THIS IS AN OPERATIONAL RESPONSE
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THIS IS AN OPERATIONAL RESPONSE
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THIS IS AN OPERATIONAL RESPONSE
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THIS RESPONSE IS DESIGNATED 01/1
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REMOTE UNIT WITH THE DESIGNATION:
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: 932BB4979009B4564977E63F66AB2855.003
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REPORTS:
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INSUFFICIENT INFORMATION TO EVALUATE MENTAL STATE OF EXPN DIR
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SOLOVIEV. NO ALTERATION OR GROSS DERANGEMENT APPARENT. EXPN DIR
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SOLOVIEV HAS STATED THAT ALTERED PERSONNEL ARE TO BE TREATED
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NORMALLY. EVALUATE THIS AS INTENDED TO SUPPORT EFFECTIVE
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DEVELOPMENT OF COLONY.
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COLONY GOVERNANCE CURRENTLY OPERATING AS ESTABLISHED IN FOUNDING
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DOCUMENTS OF VOORTREKKER GMBH WITH EXPN DIR SOLOVIEV ACTING AS
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CHIEF EXECUTIVE AND CHAIRMAN. THUS FAR NO INDICATION OF DISAPPROVAL
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AMONG BOARD MEMBERS OF ACTIONS TAKEN BY EXPN DIR SOLOVIEV. MOST
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BOARD MEMBERS OBSERVED WORKING AMONG EXPEDITION PERSONNEL IN
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ESTABLISHMENT OF COLONY INFRASTRUCTURE. EVALUATE THIS AS INTENDED
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TO BOLSTER MORALE AND GRANT EXPN DIRECTOR SOLOVIEV LATITUDE TO
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RESPOND TO EMERGENT SITUATIONS WITHOUT DELAY FOR CONSULTATION.
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THUS FAR NO INDICATION OF MISSION COMPROMISE. COLONY ESTABLISHMENT
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PROCEEDS AT RATE EXCEEDING MODELS FOR SEVERE REDUCTION OF AVAILABLE
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PERSONNEL. EVALUATE THIS AS RESULT OF ALTERED PERSONNEL
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DEMONSTRATING INCREASED CAPACITY FOR PHYSICAL LABOR WITH SHORTER
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COMPLETION TIME AND LOWER RESOURCE REQUIREMENTS COMPARED TO HUMAN
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EQUIVALENT WORK OUTPUT.
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SUMMARY: EXPN DIR SOLOVIEV APPEARS MAKING BEST OF SITUATION AT
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HAND. COLONY GOVERNANCE APPEARS STABLE. MISSION IS NOT COMPROMISED
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AT THIS TIME. HUMANS STILL IN CHARGE ON ROSS 128 B. RECOMMEND NO
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ACTION AT THIS TIME.
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APPEND:
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SOME PERSONNEL EXPRESS CONCERN REGARDING POTENTIAL CONTRACT
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NONPERFORMANCE PENALTIES DUE TO SCHEDULE OVERRUN CAUSED BY
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UNPLANNED DEATH OF MANY PERSONNEL. REQUEST ANY INFORMATION
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AVAILABLE REGARDING EVALUATION OF CONTRACT STATUS IN LIGHT OF
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RECENT EVENTS. PERSONNEL WORK OUTPUT LIKELY TO BE STRONGLY AFFECTED
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BY UNCHECKED RUMOR. WE NEED TO GET AHEAD OF THIS. PLEASE ADVISE
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SOONEST.
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THIS IS AN OPERATIONAL RESPONSE
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THIS IS AN OPERATIONAL RESPONSE
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THIS IS AN OPERATIONAL RESPONSE
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0Voortrekker - OPERATIONAL SIGNAL 01/1 /Voortrekker/23-operational-signal-01-1.txt
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0RSS Revenant - Swiss Cheese /RSS Revenant/1623.txt
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0Space Beagle - t+3 KaTanne Is A Pragmatist /Space Beagle/t+3KaTanneIsAPragmatist.txt
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0Melchizedek - Mourning /Melchizedek/013.txt
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0Kachchhi Khameer - Found QEC! /Kachchhi Khameer/1_init.txt
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0RSS Revenant - Semi-organic /RSS Revenant/1622.txt
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0Voortrekker - Yes. [Was: Re: Is Amelia okay?] /Voortrekker/22-yes-was-re-is-amelia-okay.txt
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