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On Saturday, May 15, 2021, 05:24:43 PM EDT, Renee Bishop via illuminar-nrpg <illuminar-nrpg@startrekfreedom.com> wrote:
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<div><div id="yiv9345603171"><div><div> The cone of silence! :-)<div class="yiv9345603171yqt2908884916" id="yiv9345603171yqtfd04582"><br clear="none"><br clear="none">########################################################<br clear="none"><br clear="none">(USS Illuminar - Deck 1 Conference Room - FO- Commander Sienna Williams-Verin - 0855)<br clear="none"><br clear="none">5 minutes before the start of the briefing Sienna walked in, carrying a small device that was a gift of her Mother that she had never had to use before. She sat it down in the middle of the table and took Sekal's seat with a deep breath of frustration and exhaustion. Who could she trust? </div></div><div class="yiv9345603171yqt2908884916" id="yiv9345603171yqtfd31706"> </div></div></div>-- <br clear="none">illuminar-nrpg mailing list<br clear="none"><a shape="rect" ymailto="mailto:illuminar-nrpg@startrekfreedom.com" href="mailto:illuminar-nrpg@startrekfreedom.com">illuminar-nrpg@startrekfreedom.com</a><br clear="none"><a shape="rect" href="http://startrekfreedom.com/mailman/listinfo/illuminar-nrpg_startrekfreedom.com" target="_blank">http://startrekfreedom.com/mailman/listinfo/illuminar-nrpg_startrekfreedom.com</a><div class="yqt2908884916" id="yqtfd49924"><br clear="none"></div></div>
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