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As Steven stepped back onto the decks of Spacedock, the feeling hit like
a ton of bricks that there was something seriously wrong. It wasn't just the tight security, or even the far-less-than festive reception. 'In fact,' Steven thought to himself. 'Someone totally lacking ANY empathy at all, special skills or otherwise, could tell something terrible had happened recently AND that something was continuing to go wrong.' He watched as Admiral Bedru was met by two people, one of whom left shortly afterwards, and he turned away as the meeting seemed to turn into a private reunion of sorts. Shoving down the twinge of pain he knew he'd have to deal with later, he approachded the nearest Security person he could find. "Permission to come aboard?" He asked. The Boliann nodded. "Welcome aboard, Commander," replied the ensign with a nod. "Could I point you in a particular direction, sir?" he continued, knowing that that was the usual second question from most new arrivals on the station. (Steven?)
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