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<div dir="ltr">Mission: The flames of purity </div>
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<div dir="ltr">(Uss Exeter- Deck 8 Security office- ACTO Ensign Paul Sleeford 16 09:05)</div>
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<div dir="ltr">Sitting Sleeford picked up a PADD and began compiling a load out for the away mission, not knowing what to expect made it difficult, he had a rough idea of what, which made him slightly nervous. Looking across as More answered his question.<br>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“A few others and the boss. Yer know funny it seems. I have not yet met Lieutenant Ravok.” Stan said putting the Phaser to his eye.</span></div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Smiling at Mores antics Sleeford pondered the question, he’d not known Ravok all that long, the odd nod on the Mars base, the hand over comments, he found him
to be fair.</span></div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“To be honest Stan, I don’t know him that well, he’s been fair in my dealings with him, I have no problem with him. Doctor you’ve known him longer.”</span></div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">(Reply Vespers)</font></div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Looking at More playing with the phaser Sleeford shook his head.</div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">“ He’s not that bad you have to shoot your self “</div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“ Nay dinna worry yer selves. I took the power pack oot. She canna hurt me. Och this lens is well dirty. No wonder me aim was off.” Stan replied </font></div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Looking across at Vespers, Sleeford laughed, “ Doctor, what’s that old expression about a workman and his tools”</font></div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">(Reply Vespers )</font></div>
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<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“ Eye I have heard that. But in this instant it was the tool that was bad. Just look at this wee thing.” Stan said showing them the lens.</font></div>
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<div dir="ltr">(Replies Vespers, More iyw)</div>
<div dir="ltr">(Posted by Alistair)</div>
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