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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;background-color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">Mission: Exogenesis</span></p>
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;background-color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">Day: 5</span></p>
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;background-color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">Stardate: 2446.06.045</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">(USS Iluminar - Deck 10 - Shuttlebay - CSRD - Lt Bohb - 1438)</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">Bohb and William had worked tirelessly throughout the last twenty-four
hours, but even though the android had no need for rest, the Magillan did. They had made it through a good portion of the Erickson when Bohb could feel the fatigue set in. On top of that, there was a growing itch under his suit, which he acclaimed to having
worn it so long. He was pretty sure that when he took it off it would be quite ripe.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">“I must take a break, Mr. William,” Bohb said, stepping away from
the control panel he was reassembling. </span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">(reply William)</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">Bohb shook his head and said, “The odd thing is this dust we’re finding.
It seems to be inanimate matter, but it is inside the workings of the panels. I hadn’t thought they’d been on the planet long enough for such an invasive dusting.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">(reply William)</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">Bohb yawned and said, “I need food and a drink. I shall return shortly.
Contact me if you need me before then,”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">(reply William)</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">The Magillan stepped out of the shuttle and headed to the decon unit
by the exit. He began to inspect his suit prior to removing it and noticed something. He looked carefully, to make sure he wasn’t mistaken. There it was. A flaw in the suit, right at the junction of the sleeve and the glove. There was one growing on the
other side as well.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">He picked up the pace and ran over to the decon unit and stood under
the blast of air and antispeptics for a full minute before stepping out. He tapped the comm channel.</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">“Computer, erected a level 9 security field around Lt. Bohb immediately.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">There was a buzz as the field came up. [Security field established.]</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">Bohb removed his suit and dropped it to the ground. “Store this biohazard
suit for my personal inspection. Limit access toe Lt. Bohb. Access Bohb 54783.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">The suit disappeared and Bohb began to inspect himself. There seemed
to be no sign that he had been infected. But the itch under his fur was still there. </span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">“Damn it.”</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">(reply William, any, none)</span></p>
<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:#242424;font-weight:400;text-decoration:none" class="ContentPasted0">(posted by Al Muir)</span></p>
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