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Message Incoming...
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Source Melchizedek.0294
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β Hyi, 4rd Planet
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Ascension 00h 25m 45.07037s
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Declination –77° 15′ 15.2860″
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Distance 24.37ly
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Equinox J2000.0 SOL
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Year 3782, QEC adjusted
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[Autotranslator enabled...]
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[System encryption enabled. Relaying audio transcription to
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Melchizedek.0294 base station.]
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[Envelope from Stephanie Janssen, Specialist First-class]
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[Delivery to Eva Hämäläinen, Navigator]
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:::
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Hey girl. I'm up on top like you said, riding this all the way in.
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I think we'll be arriving shortly. Have you talked to Mo yet? Reed
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and Spinelli were talking at mess already. I caught it on the sec
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feed. They think there's something out there that's alive. Alien,
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Reed said.
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When you told me to stay hidden as long as possible I thought you
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meant a few hours. This is getting old. I was going to go in and
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bring up Jerome, but I listened to your warning. Besides, I think
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they might be with us anyway. You really think the others on three
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will report us? I mean, we took the shuttle, but Brewer wouldn't
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call Prezzi if his face were on fire and Ostergarten is infatuated
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with you. Hanks is Hanks, but he wouldn't, would he?
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I mean, I trust you, but this seems a little bit overkill. The
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crew here hasn't done anything out of the ordinary at all. I bet
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if I just showed up in the mess everyone would say, "Oh hi,
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Stephanie. When did you get in? How's the crazy thing going?" Then
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we'd have some tea, eat some greens, and it would be just like
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normal. Except if the doctor is around, I guess. Dr. Nguyen knows
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I should be back on three and would definitely say something to
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Prezzi.
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So here I am, just where you left me. My legs fell asleep earlier.
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Oh wow was that funny. I dropped down to grab some rations and
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when my feet hit the deck I dropped right down in a sack. It was
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pathetic. They were seriously dead to me for a minute there.
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I tried to walk by memory since I couldn't feel a thing and my
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feet were flailing all about. I nearly kicked the flood-hatch aft
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and I did kick the bottom lip on portway 3. It was kind of fun in
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a horrible way, but then my legs started to wake up. You know that
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feeling like a thousand bees inside your skin? Not fun at all. So
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I all but danced my way in to the mess (this was after Reed and
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Spinelli left) and grabbed some foodstuffs and made my way back.
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I took Reed's pillow, though. That one he uses as a cushion in the
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mess, you know? I need something to keep my legs from
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disconnecting from me again. He'll just assume someone else took
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it. No worries. I remember Bukowski took it to mess with him just
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after launch one time. See? Smart, right?
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So, long story short, I'm still here in the dark. The crews are
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rotating like normal. I about had a heart attack when Prezzi came
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in yesterday all sudden-like. I thought she caught me or you or
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something, but then she just ran for the commode and I had to stop
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myself from laughing out loud. That would have been terrible.
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Caught out by laughing. That's totally something I'd do.
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Right right right. So is there anything else I can do? It's
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a little boring and I want to help. What if I did some navigation
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preconfig stuff. I mean, I have the old course that Sandy worked
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out in the logs. I could try getting it input here to start things
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off. You know I can't handle the drift math, but maybe it'll help
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you move quicker once you're back on board. Or we can wait for
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darkcycle and I can try to talk to Reed. He's got watch onboard
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and he should be alone.
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Please, Eva. There's got to be something I can do.
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.
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[End of encrypted envelope.]
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