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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Day: 3<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Stardate: 2445.12.03<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:black">(USS Exeter – Quarters – Ensign Janice Hammerfield – 0014)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">It had been a long day for Janice as she returned to her quarters from the counselling offices. Letting out a deep sigh she took her stained jacket off and threw it onto the back of a chair. Glancing down
she could still she blood dried onto her hands, “I need a shower...”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">She made her way into the side room and as she turned the tap on to wash her hands she could feel the pull of a transporter whisk her away.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(USS Exeter - Holodeck 3 - </span>
<span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:black">Ensign Janice Hammerfield </span><span style="font-size:12.0pt">- 0018)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Trying to move Janice found herself unable to. Even with what little strength she had from the night put into it – It was not enough to break free. Looking about she could see some of her crewmates as some
music began to play. Ignoring it she looked about her for anything that might help her break free of the force keeping her in place until the music stopped and a voice came from the dark.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Listening to the conversations flow she couldn’t help but think that all she wanted right now was to take a long shower. The frustration left her incensed. As she repeatedly attempted to wiggle her arm slightly.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"Now then, lets begin, by showing how serious I am. Goodbye David. Hope you had a good life." <o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">There was nothing she could do but watch him fall to the floor as her heart jumped a bit from Cortez’s scream. Janice’s gaze narrowed and focused on the threat ahead of her but she fought her instincts to
fight and instead tried to probe the field for any signs of weakness by attempting to move her body. She didn’t hold out much hope for it but what other options were open to her.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"Now that you know I'm not playing around. Let's begin in earnest. Ire Williams, Truth or death?"<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:white"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:#1D2228">“Death.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:white"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:#1D2228">Janice’s gaze looked over to Ire not really expecting that response, but it gave her time to think. She needed to think, ~Ok Janice... if you were a psychopath playing
a game of death with people what would you do? What do I know? We are all in danger... Duh. Next – Empress- Delusions of grandeur?. Next – Shes playing a game – The game has rules. We have an opportunity to kill her. Does she obey her rules? Do we... Oh no...
that’s not what I would do at all.~ Her eyes widened slightly and she looked up at the figure before averting her gaze for too long as a sinking realisation crossed her mind. ~There isn’t any winning to this – If we loose her game we die – If we win, shes
going to kill us all. The only thing left is... to keep playing – we need to draw this out. We need to make sure she doesn’t get bored – Look what happened to who she thought was boring. Damnit... I really hope im wrong~</span><span style="font-size:10.0pt"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="ydp3761b6a6msonormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(Reply </span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:#1D2228">Empress Nesha, Lana, More, Erin, Williams, Sleeford)</span><span style="font-size:10.0pt"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(posted by Adam)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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