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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Mission: Prelude</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">(USS Illuminar - Deck 11 - Rec Room - CSec/Tac- Lt. Commander T'Mur - 1610)</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Becca had placed a call to security stating that there may be a problem in the
Rec Room with the pilots from Bravo Squad from Mars and The Knights of the Illuminar. She had pulled Larry Day and P'Rah to come with her. As they entered the lounge a fight had already begun. One of the Bavo Awuad was on the deck, unconscious. Dyson
was rolling across a table with a pudgy pilot from Bravo. Corday and Montero were both involved in a boxing match with their opponents.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">With a sigh, she stepped toward the conflict saying, "Alright, break it up."</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">Here warning went unheeded, and the fight continued. She stepped towards the battling
Corday and his opponent when suddenly the pilot from Bravo spun unexpectedly and caught her on the side of her face with an elbow. </span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">T'Mur could feel the area start to swell and the heat of the blood rushing to the
area for healing. Her eyes narrowed as she stepped forward, reached out with her right hand, and attached it to the man's neck. With a sudden flinch, he dropped to the deck, She moved over to the two rolling on the table and picked the heavy set man off
Dyson with one hand and tossed him across the room.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">With a sterner voice and a raised volume, she growled, "THAT IS ENOUGH!"</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:10.5pt;font-family:"Times New Roman";margin:0px;color:rgb(0, 0, 0)">(reply Grey Wolf)</span></p>
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