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> Jenna led her visitor over to the office area. Their were two
men sitting
> in the room. One was a Tellarite and the other a human. Both were > surprisingly messy. They both wore overalls that seemed to be covered in > dust. In fact, if oil were still a major component of the transport > vehicles, these two would probably be covered in it. > > The commander took in the technicians and their surrounding. She did not, > however, seem to be disturbed by what she saw. > > "Commander Wilson, could I introduce you to Lts Lorg and Harrison." The two > men stood and lifted baseball caps of their heads. > > Wilson nodded to each. "Good day, gentlebeings." Then she got right down to > business. "Is the Nile here?" > > Harrison was the first to speak. "Welcome to our home, Commander. We have > the Nile set aside in a private work zone. We figured you would would want > to have a bit more security around it considering how she ended up here. We > can take you to her if you want." Harrison's accent was that of the Jersey > shore or Brooklyn. "Thanks for the precautions," Wilson said. "Have you had a chance to look her over?" Harrison, who had been chewing on a toothpick, removed it before speaking. "That we have, ma'am. For the most part, the ship took a beating, but most of the damage was due to the impact on the planet's surface. In fact, she probably saved most of you because of all her safety systems." (Wilson?)
The Tellarite shook his head. "There was no indication of any
sabotage. There was some damage on the nacelles. Those are
consistant with the type of damage that builds up after repeatedly being hit by
energy weapons."
(Wilson?)
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