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<p class="MsoNormal">NRPG: Apologies for the quiet. I’m starting to catch up, working through in chronological order. Heavy week, so probably won’t reach Day 7 until Friday, but we’ll see how quickly I can go.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">RPG:</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Mission: Exogenesis</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Day 4</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Stardate: 2446.06.04</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">(Shuttlecraft – ACEO Ensign Ssvresh – 1130)</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">The Captain had been waiting at the shuttle’s doorway when Ssvresh and his security guard had returned to the hangar. He supposed that was the mark of a good leader; always looking out for your people, making sure they were all accounted
for and headed back to safety.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Ssvresh had given a friendly nod to his security guard, who promptly returned to the ranks of the other security officers present. As other crew busied themselves, the Ssvresh calmly took to his seat, affixing his seatbelt and mentally
reviewing what limited information he had been able to glean from his short period aboard the Ixtal.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Out of nowhere, a lurching force caused him to reach for a support handhold. A wave of something, something he couldn’t name, had crashed through his system. For a moment he felt his stomach lurch as though going through some high-gravity
manoeuvre, and a cold sensation tinge his extremities. And then, as suddenly as it had come, it was gone.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">~Motion sickness without motion – that’s a new one!~</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">“Cast off!” came the order from the Captain and listening to the drone of the engines, Ssvresh smiled at the familiar tone of real movement chasing away the phantom motion of moments ago.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">(Reply none)</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">(Posted by MCD)</p>
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