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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34)">Mission: Exogenesis</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34)">Day: 4</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34)">Stardate: 2446.06.04</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34)">(Ixhal -Corridor –
</span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(36, 36, 36); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev and Operations Backup Officer Ensign Tavay - 1106</span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34)">)</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">Tavay stepped out onto the Ixhal along with Dr. Kylle. She made sure he was within a grasp of her hand, “We best be moving along, Dear.” Tavay said. She kept one hand ready to grab Stev and the other ready
to grab a phaser. </span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">“Of course,” Stev smiled. “Whatever you say, Honey.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">“Perhaps you should let me take the lead, Dr.” Tavay started, “You never know what is around the corner.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">Kyllee paused mid step and frowned. The eerie feeling was way too similar to the Rhyne. He ushered her to lead on. </span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34)">(Ixhal - Sickbay –
</span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(36, 36, 36); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">MO - Dr. Kyllee Stev and Operations Backup Officer Ensign Tavay -- 1119</span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(34, 34, 34)">)</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(36, 36, 36); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Stev followed Tavay to the medical center of the ship. He couldn’t shake that familiar feeling and sense of doom. It was times like these that
he wished he had the belief in the prophets he used to have… before. When they entered Tavay stopped short and Stev nearly fell over her.</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(36, 36, 36); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Tavay stopped at the entry into sickbay. She had never seen so much death before. Her grandparents, who were ex-Tal Shiar, had spent time trying
to get her use to the carnage but nothing could prepare her for this scene. A room full of death.</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(36, 36, 36); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">“What’d you stop so…” his voice trailed off as he began to scan the room with his eyes. There were a dozen bodies, some laying on what could only
be described as biobeds, some sitting on the floor. None of them were alive. The ones on the floor look like been looking for a place to die. </span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(36, 36, 36); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">“It is a shame. So much death.” Tavay made herself more alert to her surroundings.
</span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial"> “Doctor, Do you know what you are looking for?” she asked. She thought maybe she could help.</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">Stev shook his head. “I didn’t know before this. Now I’m even less certain. I suppose now we’re looking for any medical reports. Any clues as to what went on here.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">He tapped his comm badge, “Kyllee to Captain Sekal, I believe I may know where most of the crew are.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">(reply Sekal)</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">“There are twelve Tellerites here in the med center,” he reported. “They’re all dead. I cannot tell you how they died yet. Some look like they just… died. Others look as though they suffered some kind of trauma.
I can give you a better assessment shortly.”</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">(reply Sekal)</span></p>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial">(Posted by Kris B. and Al M.)</span></p>
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