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Mission: For Honor<br>
Day: 04<br>
Stardate: 2446.04.28<br>
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 2 - COps Office - a1/O CMDR Dieter Gregory - 2040)<br>
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face="arial, sans-serif"><span style="white-space:pre-wrap"> "Lieutenant Bohb has attempted to explain Luma to me and I've taken it on faith that she's a being that inhabits the ship and experiences the hull of her ship as her skin, but does she truly monitor everything within the ship? How does she manage to monitor hundreds of occurrences at the same time?" Pex asked.
Gregory shrugged, "Luma is," he said. "The Captain could explain it better as I have had fewer interactions with her than others."
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<font face="arial, sans-serif">"My apologies, Doctor. I didn't know I
had an open wound when I came here. I don't know how I was injured and
I'll get my arm looked at when I'm finished here," the Trill said.<br>
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"Nonsense and poppycock," Gregory replied. "I don't want blood on my
carpet, so go with the Doctor and get that fixed up. We'll reconvene
when your wound id addressed," Gregory said.<br>
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(Pex, Solice)<br>
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Gregory watched them leave as he sat down and looked at the data again.
He needed some additional help. The flaw in the thesis remained if
whoever took the system offline had spoofed their real address.
Standing up, he grabbed the PADD and headed out the door. <br>
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(USS Illuminar - Deck 6 - Lab of Drs. Penn and Teller - 2050)<br>
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Gregory entered his code into the lock and watched as the door opened.
"Once more into the breach," he muttered as he entered.<br>
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(Reply Pex, Solice)<br>
(Posted by Tim<br>
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