𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚔

"Tsk, ahh, I regret I did not remember that," ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑘, "sometimes such details slip my mind. I have officers who can give you a demo flight, or you can choose one or two of your own."

"You will, of course, wish to test them out before taking them," ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑛, 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘, "I have no doubt you are eager to see what they can do."

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This, from 𝘺𝘰𝘶, is an extraordinary lack of awareness

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𝐴𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑖𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑.

𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑘.

𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑘 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑑, 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑥𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑒'𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔.

𝑆𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑦

Star Trek Deep Space Nine scene. Chief Miles Edward O'Brien, who built the hospital he was born in, and Dr. Bashir are sitting at a bar with bar patrons in the background. O'Brien, who once smoked a cigarette and cigarettes have been obsessed with him ever since, is squinting and concentrating hard while tinkering with some tools and a project. Bashir on the other hand is just being a pretty boi sitting next to him. Closed caption reads, "I'm in the mood"

Ugh, Avox...him again?

𝐶𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑂𝑢𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠, 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑡

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝘋'𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢-𝘢𝘦𝘯 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘦 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑁'𝑉𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑐, ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑅ℎ𝑖 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚, ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒

𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑑 21 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑...15 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑜

𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑁𝑒𝑤 𝑉𝑢𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝐼𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 '𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙' 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒

𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑, 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑠.

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑, 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟, 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑒𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒...

If you believe certain words, you believe their hidden arguments.

-conferences always are a disaster, their own diplomat was supposedly attacked."

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐷'𝑇𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑔𝑜 𝑡𝑜 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟...𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔

appearing where they should not...your people as well. It is being addressed." 𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑘 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑙𝑦, 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠, "We were told your people had caught a Changeling impersonating D'Tan. Reports are conflicting, Dominion-

-playing it? Inflaming tensions?" 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑅'𝐷𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑥 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑝 𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠. "We need help not them kicking a v'kopp nest!

"We know communications have been hacked, our operatives doing outreach have found d'ehaire intercepting messages and-

-blindside everyone," 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑘, 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑘 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛, "the Zhat Vash? Commodore Oh? The Tal'Shair? What proof do they have? Their word...and fifteen years to prove it? Bahhh, they may as well name Valdore and Vreenak!"

"What are they-

-𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠.

𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ, 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑.

The 𝐴𝑅𝑊 𝘋'𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢-𝘢𝘦𝘯 and 𝑁𝑀𝑊 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘬𝘭 slowed as the approached the other heavy warbird, flying under the fledgeling banner of 𝘙𝘙𝘞 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 and 𝘙𝘙𝘞 𝘈𝘷𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘢.

"Apparently the Federation decided to-

𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑.

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒-

- shorten the delay, but the Federation relays continue to throttle us. Is it possible there is truth to these statements?" ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑, 𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔

"No...I do not believe so, I have asked the Senate and they have no word." 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘, "I will keep you informed, Commander."

𝐼𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑚, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛

"No, nothing...we have checked with our official contacts and operatives, and nothing. I know there is a delay, but not so much we wouldn't have heard." 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑

"We are working to-

-𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑔𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐷'𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖 𝑈𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡𝑠 39 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒'𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠.

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝐷𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑘...

-𝐹𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑛.

𝐼𝑡 𝑔𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒...𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑-

-𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑙.

𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑘 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑦.

𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑇𝑎𝑙'𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟, 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒'𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑙.

𝐼𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠.

𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒-

-𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒. 𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑒𝑑, 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑗𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑-

-𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑛
𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝐷𝑏'𝑁𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠, 𝑤𝑖𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚'𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑅𝑒𝑝𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐, 𝑁'𝑉𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑎, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦, ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑡.

𝑌𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑣𝑎𝑠𝑡

𝐼𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘-

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𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝘈𝘙𝘙 𝘋'𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢-𝘢𝘦𝘯 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑒 5 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘦. 𝐶𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑, 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑝 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒.

𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟.

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