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Reaching over to press a few buttons near his piloting controls, the doctor checked and rechecked his scopes several times before shaking his head in bewilderment. | Reaching over to press a few buttons near his piloting controls, the doctor checked and rechecked his scopes several times before shaking his head in bewilderment. | ||
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- | As the diminutive 2-meter wide ship flew nearer, Theo chose with trepidation to drop the cloaking device to save on energy. | + | As the diminutive 2-meter wide ship flew nearer, Theo chose with trepidation to drop the cloaking device to save on energy. |
"Bet you wished we had packed some EVA suits," | "Bet you wished we had packed some EVA suits," | ||
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"Not unless you can hold your breath," | "Not unless you can hold your breath," | ||
- | Despite his discouraging words, to the docking levels they went, searching the topmost docking bay first before working their way downward to the bottom. | + | Despite his discouraging words, to the docking levels they went, searching the topmost docking bay first before working their way downward to the bottom. |
As they reached the bottom-most docking bay, their spirits were weighed down by the prospects of dying in such a desolate place; buried alive by their own failure to find any habitable refuge for them to escape to. Saal's power indicators had reached critical as they blasted the door to the dockmaster' | As they reached the bottom-most docking bay, their spirits were weighed down by the prospects of dying in such a desolate place; buried alive by their own failure to find any habitable refuge for them to escape to. Saal's power indicators had reached critical as they blasted the door to the dockmaster' | ||
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- | Theo lowered his head in failure as powered monitors around him began shutting themselves off to save energy and life support. | + | Theo lowered his head in failure as powered monitors around him began shutting themselves off to save energy and life support. |
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"At least I lived long enough to hear you apologize for once," the grouchy, enervated doctor remarked. | "At least I lived long enough to hear you apologize for once," the grouchy, enervated doctor remarked. | ||
- | As the miniature, diminished vessel floated up to the broad, expansive windows that overlooked the docking bay, a soft orange flicker of illumination danced in the dim light around them. Theo's and Saal's eyes began adjusting | + | As the miniature, diminished vessel floated up to the broad, expansive windows that overlooked the docking bay, a soft orange flicker of illumination danced in the dim light around them. |
Stenciled along it's hull: NCC-76241... USS Republic. | Stenciled along it's hull: NCC-76241... USS Republic. | ||
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