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9 yrs ago
Spotify has a unique sense of humor, let's see how this plays out.
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Time to decide if I keep writing this story or to stop, only time will tell.
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Happy All Saints Day
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Oh so done with today, time to sleep ~passes out on the keyboard~ djeicjdjsididjdk
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If you knock on my door in costume and are over 15.. I will so give you candy, lol The older tue more I fork over, :p

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Commissary of The Altenia Tower


Craig rose from his place and excused himself from the Twins as he went and got himself something to eat while they were finishing their lunch. “You could have just asked instead of the charade when they were not around. It was foolish and you will still be transferred,” he said in a stern voice. He was actually finding himself angry at Ailens actions. They were completely uncalled for and if he is going to manipulate his own commanding officer that has had his back all these years he could not trust him to guard Silvia or the Tower.

“I know how they go out,” he added as he spooned some food onto his tray. “Simple T&C, they are linked, so they can easily pull off one just to the next floor with one tossing and catching for the other. They did it once before you were transferred her. Common skill between twins of such high ranking,” he added as he finished getting his food. “Again, if you had just asked you would have been informed,” he said before cutting the com and heading back over to the Twins and sitting down before he began to eat; making small talk with them as he did to keep them there since they were finished. He needed to eat as it was and did not want them to try to leave either. Thankfully they were easy enough to distract. They did enjoy talking about themselves.

Outside The Crystal Mines Of Altenia


Lou perked a brow and shook his head slightly as he pointed straight up along the side of the cliff to where Sempro had been. “Sorry man, no horse is going to get you up that flat face,” he said as he motioned over towards Sempro. “You’re going to have to travel the way the rest of the Tower folk do. Don’t worry, Sempro knows what he is doing. I promise you won’t feel a thing,” he added as Sempro came over to them and nodded slightly.

“Just relax, I will lift you up to the Vent itself and set you on its edge before I release you. Then you just have to work your way down into the mine shaft itself,” he said as he handed over some rope and an anchoring system. “Just push this into the stone on the outside of the vent to secure yourself once I release you. Simple climb down, about 100 feet and you will come out right behind the rock slide that is closing off the entrance to the mine.”

Lou nodded and then looked up. “Just wait for Jeremiah to cut the fan for that unit and then we can begin,” Lou added. “Wouldn’t want you to end up as Salsa.”
Regalia


Regalia took Inyatas hand and helped her up onto the steed and let her get comfortable before pressing on. “It’s okay Inyata, just always give yourself a moment to think before you act,” she said in a reassuring voice before she squeeze the hand around her waist softly. Looking over to Ishmael she just smiled and shook her head. “She will be fine. I was once just like her and I think I turned out okay. She just needs a little guidance. Sadly being out on the road takes the innocence of the young far too early,” she said gently.

Looking at the others Regalia reached up and pushed her hair back and tucked it behind her ears. “No offense to any here but I doubt any of you have raised a child, so please let me handle Inyata. What she did was not stupidity. It was naivety. Stupidity is continuing to make the same mistake after being taught differently. Apparently she has not been taught. She will be. She is under my care. I will tend to her,” she said in a firm tone before looking over her shoulder at Inyata. “They mean well but don’t let it get to you. We all have to find our own place in the world. You will find yours and I have no doubt you will grow up to be a great Corsair one day,” she said with a wink.

Regalia understood what the group was trying to say but to her Inyata was now a surrogate daughter. She was her responsibility; which meant not only guidance but caring. Something most all could use in such a harsh world. There would be plenty of people to tell Inyata what was she was doing wrong, that was life. Regalia felt it was her place to make sure she had a positive influence and one she could rely on and trust. Sometimes kindness did over ride common sense but without kindness what were they fighting for? Regalia wanted to make Inyata aware of the dangers ahead but she did not want to smother what was good in the young one and leave her an empty shell with nothing left to fight for.

Ramara


Ramara perked a brow slightly at Regalia words. The woman surely had more patience than she had. Then she spoke of children and there was really nothing Ramara could say to counter it. She had never had children of her own, had Regalia? She didn’t know but she imagined if Regalia had raised a child that it would have been heard of. Perhaps it was before Regalias time in these lands? If it was, where were they now? She pushed the thought out of her mind and was just thankful that Inyata was not her concern.
Danica looked over at Yukimo and laughed slightly. “If he needs it I have no problem knocking him down like I did Sean,” she said in Japanese before looking over towards Sean and shaking her head slightly. “Yeah, I could use a Daryl Dixon right now,” she quipped as she looked back over towards Yumiko and smiled. When she saw Zomura leading them out she nodded and followed, Sean keeping close as his eyes darted around nervously. She knew he needed to either toughen up real quick or he was going to end up dead. Or she would saving his ass. Sighing to herself she huffed slightly and blew her bangs out of her face as they made their way out.

Danica moved along with the group as she looked around at the apocalypse happening around them; hearing the screams and the crashes happening off in the distance. Looking over at Armend she nodded slightly before pushing around him as she flipped her ice hammer over in her hand and sent it flying behind him, it imbedding in the skull of what was once an old woman. Sean let out a scream like a teen girl seeing their favorite pop star. Why she had been there Danica didn’t know, maybe she was trying to enjoy the outlaying around the temple before everything happened. Walking over as the body hit the ground she put her foot on the skull and pulled out the ice hammer.

“Of course, I am from America,” she said as she looked over to Armend, picking up on their conversation where she had left off. Sean bent over and threw up the noodles he had eaten earlier in the day as he saw the body on the ground. Danica just rolled her eyes. “Oh please, not as bad as a rotting deer carcass,” she said as Sean righted himself and wiped his mouth.

“Well excuse me for growing up in Dublin and not in the back woods somewhere where you had to shit behind a tree!” Sean snapped.

“Hey, we had an outhouse!” Danica said with a smirk as she moved back over to Armend and motioned for them to continue on their way.
Day Two - Cave In

Day started around 8 am
Cave in happened a little after 10 am
Current time from the end my last post - Roughly 1 pm
Outside The Crystal Mines Of Altenia


Lou hopped into the Land Traveler with Jeremiah but the rest of the Moles took their rescue vehicles and followed; keeping pace with Jeremiah and their team leader. Once they arrived, they wasted no time with the others there; getting a quick assessment from Gwen before walking to the mouth of the mine and taking a look around. After a few minutes Lou looked back over at Gwen. “Keep doing what you’re doing here, we are taking another route,” he said before walking over to their main vehicle.

“Clive, Jewell, Antoni; I want you to climb and scan. Sephro, I want a resonance check. If that mine is humming I want to be prepared. The rest of you split up and check the ventilation outtake shafts on top of the plateau. Make sure they are clear of debris so those fans aren’t creating a buildup of pressure,” Lou ordered quickly and the crew got to work, securing their equipment and making their way up the side of the cliff that the mine was dug into.

Lou walked over to Jeremiah and nodded. “Okay, goof work, see what you can do about making sure all power into the mines other than the fans for ventilation is cut, we don’t need a spark being set off for another explosion.”

An hour passed as the Moles worked on their plan and did their scans; the rest of those keeping to what they were doing to try to clear out the mouth of the mine shaft. Trevors body was found crushed between the fallen debris and the ground below; Lou had it moved out and taken care of before being put in the back of one of the rescue vehicles to be taken to the morgue later on. Wiping the sweat from his brow he was about to go check on his crew when he heard Sephro yell from near one of the outtake vents.

“Boss, we got a problem. This baby is humming like a bee hive,” he said as he yelled up high up on the cliff face.

“Can we go in?” Lou asked.

“Oh we can get in but not a Talent around can without risking a level 1 mental melt down,” Sephro responded quickly before lowering himself down to the ground and taking a few steps over to his boss who was there waiting now.

“Think she could survive it?” Lou asked.

“From the scans it is sporadic throughout and being a T-1 she might be able to shield herself but the rest of us are screwed. We need a Basic,” Sephro said. “What about him?” he said pointing over to Jeremiah. Lou shook his head no.

“No, we need him out here if the fans die again but,” Lou said as he perked a brow and looked over to the Brax’na. “They aren’t affected by the crystals.”

Gwen and Marx looked at Lou and then at each other before both sets of eyes found and fell on the Jun’Krama. “You’re the only I trust not to try to kill her inside,” Marx admitted after listening to what the Jun’Krama had said earlier.

“Boss, we have movement. Sector 10-80-D, off the maps but whatever is down there is alive and small,” Jewell said through the com from on top of the plateau.

“Closest access point?” Lou responded.

“It would be a trek but 6-34-A outtake vent. It’s the only one large enough to fit someone through without having to blast or dig. Have someone cut the power to outtake vent 52 and get someone up here,” Jewell answered.

Lou cut the com and walked over to the Jun’Krama and looked him over. “Well, up to you man. You aren’t GTC so I can’t exactly order you in but she has already been in there over 2 hours. Even with the fans going we still risk another cave in. So, what’s it going to be?”

Mor Of The Altenia Tower


Craig rose from his place as he saw Ailen and perked a brow when he noticed he didn’t have the Twins in tow, sighing deeply he placed his hand over his face and listened to Ailens little rant; letting him finish before he said or did anything. Turning without a word he accessed the crystal generators and locked down the black crystal access ports with his emergency override code. Once he had locked it down to where only he or Silvia could override it he slowly turned to look over to Ailen. He was about to speak when he got a com in from the Mine.

"Craig, Lou here. We have one dead so far but we have completed our scans and have at least one alive deep in the mines. Small, very small but alive. From what I have heard, it has to be Silvia, so we are holding on to that," Lou sent through the com. "Plans are in the work for extraction. Moles out," he added before cutting the com.

"Good work, keep us posted," Craig was able to respond before the com cut out and then turned his attention back over to Ailen. "Well, that is good news but right now I have something else I need to deal with," he said as he looked at Ailen once again.

“Yes, T&C are canceled, the Tower is on lock down, a Lead isn’t required right now. Now, go ahead, enjoy your time in the chair. I am fully aware of what Silvia told you, she told me the same. I think you may be following the letter of what she said but I do not believe you are following the purpose of what she said. She told you that to ensure the Twins or Tristan couldn’t force you do something you didn’t want to. Not to totally disregard your job, which you have done by not bringing the Twins back to the Mor or staying with them, like you were assigned under her order!” he hissed as his antenna twitched.

“You may be a T-1 but you are not trained for that seat and even if you tried to use one of the crystals we have, which are all already bonded to another T-1, the crystal would melt you, sensitivity or not,” he said as he walked passed Ailen and towards the elevator. “I am recommending to Silvia a transfer of you off world, you are no good to me or her if you aren’t going to do your damn job. Which is security, not operations,” he said as the doors of the elevator opened and he stepped inside.

“Now, if you will excuse me Tristan 2.0 I have to go do your job and retrieve the Twins,” he finished as the doors closed and he made his way down to the commissary. Stepping off the elevator he made his way through the corridors and into the meal room proper, seeing the Twins sitting there and eating quietly. Stepping over to them he sat down. “Afternoon Ladies,” he began. “I will be escorting you back once you finish. Dangerous times with a Tower Lead in a cave in, we will need your skills if anything goes wrong.”

“Of course, we are just finishing,” the answered together.

Near the Entrance to the Resistance in the Crystal Mines


Silvia coughed a few times and was becoming light headed due to the lack of air circulation until she heard the fans power up. “I don’t know who fix that but they are going to get a big kiss when I get the hell out of here,” she mumbled slightly as she crawled over to the closest vent and began to take some long deep breaths. Once she had cleared the light headedness from her brain she pushed herself up and raised her hand once again, letting a soft glow flow from it to cut through the darkness.

“Time to find a way out of this hell hole,” she muttered to herself as she began wandering the mine tunnels. She eventually found another cave in but this one was different than the one at the mouth of the mine. This seemed to be caused by the hum of crystals she was feeling throughout the mine. It wasn’t horrid to her yet, only coming in waves but it was enough to keep her from using her abilities fully and just forcing her way through the debris; tilting her head to the side as she looked at the base of the cave in. She saw two more bodies but they were not dressed in singer gear but Tower Security Uniforms.

“So you two are the cause of this, serves you right,” she said as she spat on their corpses before turning and leaving them there to rot. Right now her concern was getting out of there and she had no idea just how to do that yet. She had checked the outtake vents as she went by them but the fans were spinning and the outtake shafts were too small for even her to fit through. “Great… just great.”
Danica nodded towards Armend and chuckled slightly at his joke. “Okay,” she said before looking back over towards the group. “A compound sounds good for now,” she said before pulling her pack off her back and pulling out her climbing hammers and flipping the ice on open and locking it into place. Zipping her pack back up and securing it back into place before walking over to Sean and snatching his bag.

“What you think you’re doing lass?” he asked before spitting out some more blood.

“You need a weapon,” she muttered before reaching into his pack and pulling out his tripod and lengthening it, tightening it down and tossing it to him. He caught it and looked at her oddly.

“Like this will help,” he muttered as he snatched his bag back slide it over his shoulders.

“Better than nothing if they get close,” she said before standing up with make due for now weapons. “Okay, looks like you guys are long range,” she said before looking at Sean. “Me and the leprechaun are close range,” she added looking back over at Sean as he got up and sighed.

“I am so going to die,” he grumbled.

“Keep up the attitude and I’ll trip your ass,” she warned before waiting for the locals to lead the way. “So, aim for the heads is the best bet right now until we actually know anything. Guess it’s time to move, better now than to wait until it gets worse.”
At Ellyns questions and Vivians response Sana fell onto the floor of the wagon, out of Hughs lap just laughing her ass off, holding her stomach as tears streamed down her cheeks form the glee of it all. Garreks comment didn’t help and she began rolling around laughing, her feet hanging over the edge of the wagon, swinging in delight.

“Oh god, you guys stop,” she begged them between the laughter, slowly rolling over onto her knees as she gasped for breath and resting a hand on Hughs knee as she tried to control herself but she couldn’t. With all the tension over the last few days; mental, physical and apparently sexual now as well it just all came out in one long guffaw. It took her a bit but eventually the boisterous laughter turned into little chuckles as she tried to catch her breath, resting her head against Hughs knees.

“After that I don’t know if I need a drink or a few puffs off Hughs pipe,” she chuckled as she looked over at Ellyn. “Girl, you have led a sheltered life.”
Commissary of the Altenia Tower


Over on the 25th floor people that had done what they could and were awaiting for news of what was going on with the Mines and Silvia were sitting down and eating; many of them starving from not having food supplies for so long. Most of them going back for seconds and thirds. Though some could not bring themselves to eat just yet, especially the group that had been Silvia down in the repair docks the night before. They were worried to the point that their appetite was gone.

“You think she is okay?” one of the men asked another he was sitting next to, just pushing his food around on his plate before dropping it into the food and shoving it away from himself. The other shrugged lightly, not sure how to answer the question. He had no idea if she was alright or not but he couldn’t bring himself to think she was gone.

“She fine, you see she move help Master Ailen. Blink!” an old woman said as she snapped her fingers. “She gone and then blink,” another snap of the fingers. “She back. She fine, she move before rock hit. She fine,” she woman kept repeating. The others around her nodded and tried to force a smile.

“Old lady might be bat crazy but she has a point. A little mine collapse couldn’t take her out…. Could it?” another said and they just shrugged again before going silent and trying to force themselves to eat.

Over in a corner with a couple of bowls of soup on the table in front of them were the Twins, just sitting there and eating casually as if they had not a care in the world. They had other things on their minds but their task was complete. Now they just had to wait again.

”Now?”

”Now.”

Mor Of The Altenia Tower


A few flickers happened and then the monitors of the security cameras came back to life. Craig spun around and slid his chair over quickly. “How the hell,” he muttered as he started to search for the Twins. It took a few minutes of checking floors but he finally located them. “Ailen, they’re in the commissary…eating…” he said in a confused voice as he leaned back in his chair for a minute and rubbed his chin before sitting back up and trying to access anything that may have been caught when the monitors were down.

It was useless though, it hadn’t been the monitors that had been cut but the entire security loop. Sighing deeply he brought up the footage of the Mor right before the monitors went out and zoomed in on the Twins. He couldn’t find anything that proved that they had been the reason the loop went out but he did see them look at each other and smile right before it happened. It wasn’t anything that would hold up but it was enough to let his gut know they were up to something. Just what that was he had no idea but it needed to be figured out before anything else went wrong.

Tristans Quarters


Tristan stood at the window of his private quarters with a cold smirk on his lips as he heard the alarm go off and the announcement. Looking in the direction of the mines the expression on his face was one of pride and revenge. “That’s step one bitch, let’s see you get out of this one,” he said as he turned away from the window and paced around his quarters lost in thought of what his next move would be. He may be locked up he thought to himself but he had his ways.

His reach was far more than just his mind or physical body and as far as he was concerned it would take a lot more than some mere Earth Talent to keep him where he was for long. He knew if Silvia was not found they would have to let him out eventually to run the Tower, even if that was under guard. He didn’t care, his first move was to get out of his quarters and he was well on his way there.

Deep In The Crystal Mines of Altenia


Silvia was stumbling around in the dark; what power there had been was now gone. The air was quickly growing stale and the estimations they have made outside of the mines was completely miscalculated. The mine shaft had lost much more space and since the ventilation fans had already been out, there was little to no fresh air left even before the collapse. This combined with the fact that she was in a part of the mine now that was not even on the charts, she doubted they would find her even if they did dig everything out of the way.

Gwen and Silvia had agreed a long time ago that no matter what happened, that Gwen would never reveal what the Resistance was up to no give any clues to anyone where they were or what they were up to. She just hoped that Marx would keep his mouth shut but she knew how he felt about her and knew that he would let those feelings get in the way. For Marx there wasn’t a greater good anymore. He just protected her, that was his only focus.

Trying to take a breath she slowly slid down the wall of the mine shaft and stared off into the darkness; feeling as if she was at the end of herself. She was trying to hold onto to the good, the good she couldn’t see right then. With everything that was happening she was losing hope. Closing her eyes she wondered if Ailen was okay, after what he had said the night before, if he was able to keep a clear head through all this. If Marx lost it she couldn’t afford Ailen to and vice versa. One of them needed to keep their head in the game. They were the only two she trusted.

The lights were out all around her but she knew she had to move. Slowly she concentrated weak from the throw of the earlier to save the group as best she could. A soft glow started to emanate from her hand and cut through the darkness. Her other hand balled up in the ground below, sand running through the fist that she made. She was growing colder and feeling like she was slipping away. Taking a few long deep breaths she forced herself to her feet and pushed deeper into the mine shaft. She was determined to get out of there one way or another.

“Like hell I went through all this just to die in some fucking mine shaft,” she muttered to herself. “I just have to get through the day,” she said trying to cheer herself up as she kept stumbling through the mines; finally making her way back to the room where she had meet with Gwen, the door was closed tight though and with the power out she couldn’t enter a code to get it open. Sliding down onto her knees she rested one hand on the cold door. “I should have stayed in bed today.”

Outside The Crystal Mines Of Altenia


Gwen smirked as the Jun’Krama put the man in his place. “Perhaps if he keeps it up I could put him in his place and really give him some permanent shame,” she said as she eyed the one that kept giving the Jun’Krama problems before turning her attention back to the mines. Gwen and Marx continuing to add reinforcing beams to the mine shaft as the Brax’Na worked.

Marx remained quiet, just concentrating on doing what he could to help. Then he saw it in the dirt under some rocks that had been removed. “Everyone step back,” he said as he ran to where they had cleared. Reaching down he touched a dark substance that was pooling from under a large boulder. Reaching down he touched it, it was warm still. Sighing as he lifted his fingers up and it showed red against his skin. “I think we found Trevor,” he said with a sigh and lowered his head before stepping back and letting the Brax’Na get back to work. His crushed body would be revealed soon enough.
Outside the Crystal Mines of Altenia


Gwen sighed deeply, she had worked with the Brax’Na ever since she started working on the planet but she never grew used to their ways. It was not that she thought they were less intelligent that any of the others that were around but she felt their testosterone clouded their judgement most of the time. “Listen to me or listen to your Jun'Krama, I don't care” Gwen said in an emotionless voice towards the Brax'na in general. “One woman in the course of a day was able to do more for your Village than your entire race has been able to in years. Might want to give at least that one female a bit more credit,” she added before lowering her hand and walking over to the entrance of the mines, taking a look around and sighing deeply as examined in the rock base.

“We need to get some beams to reinforce this before we remove anything else, this doesn’t look like it will hold much longer,” she said before looking over at Marx. Marx nodded and began lifting beams from the scrap piles and sending them over to Gwen telepathically.

“Listen, I don’t give a good damn what the issue is with anyone right now,” Marx said to both of them. “That is my sister in those mines. Talent, angel, woman, I really don’t care what you think of her or what you all think of anyone. And I could really care less about politics and shit. I want to get her out of there,” Marx added as he worked. “So shut the hell up, both of you and do your fucking jobs or you lose your symbol,” he said as he narrowed his eyes towards Gwen. “And you lose the one person fighting to give your Village equal footing on this planet as everyone else,” he growled towards the Jun’Krama.

Gwen sighed and nodded but half expected the Jun’Krama to try to put Marx through the wall for that outburst. “Okay, enough. Let’s just work on getting her out for whatever reasons we have to get her out. And no, I don’t think it was just a random occurrence. If we,” Gwen began before Marx cut her off.

“When we,” he corrected quickly.

“When,” she continued, “we find her we will ask her. Silvia felt something the rest of us didn’t. It was enough to give her enough time to save our lives and sacrifice herself. She might be able to shed some light on the situation,” Gwen said as she continued to take the beams from Marx as he sent them over before stepping back. “Okay Jun’Krama. I think we are good for a bit for your guys to continue.”

The Mor Of The Altenia Tower


Craig looked over to Ailen and sighed motioning for him to come closer to him. “Listen, this is why I wanted to keep you here. When it comes to her you either go all depressing or overbearing. Your mind gets clouded. If this was anyone else I would have sent you straight down to start investigating the cave in. We don’t have this happen when people are actually blasting, to have it happen after Gwen sent everyone home for the inspection is unheard of,” he sent telepathically.

Leaning back in his chair he rubbed his eyes and then looked back at the monitors and shot out of his chair. All the screens were blank. “What the hell,” he growled as his antenna twitched and then spun around; the twins were gone. “Find them!” Craig said to Ailen as he started to try to get the security cameras back up and running
Danica looked over towards Armend and nodded slightly. “Yeah, big double trouble,” she said as she heard the commotions in the distance and rubbed her temples. “Great, we have just stepped into an episode of the Walking Dead and Rick Grimes ain’t nowhere to be seen,” Danica grumbled before looking over to Sean and motioning for him to follow. Time passed and they all ended up in the Shrine; Danica taking a seat and just remaining quiet. Sean however seemed to lose it, rambling on about how he was too young to die, that this was supposed to be a vacation, that he didn’t know how to fight and one and on. Danica rolled her eyes and rose from her place before walking over to him and giving him a back fist to the jaw, sending him tumbling to the ground. “Shut the fuck up!” she snapped before stepping over to him and leaning back against a wall rubbing her fist slightly.

“Okay, okay. So this is bad, real bad,” she muttered before looking over to the group. “So, what have we learned from this movies and T.V. shows? I mean, they weren’t real but maybe at least one of them was on to something. Like, for one, get the hell out of big cities,” she said as she lowered her fist. “More people, more zombies,” she said as she held up her hands and made little quotations in the air for the word zombies.

“Weapons are needed and right now I wish I was back home. All those doomsday preppers and red necks have arsenals. Hell, walk into the Piggly Wiggly and just reach behind the counter to find a shot gun. God love the second amendment,” she said before pushing her bangs out of her face and took a long breath.

“Things we need to assess. It is transferred by bite like in some movies, airborn like others or like in The Walking Dead is it just genetic and when we die we turn now? And about killing them? To make sure they stay dead. Is it chest, head, decapitation?” she rambled off before turning and looking around for a moment and then back over at Armend and pointing to his head. “You good or need more attention?” Danica asked quickly. She may have seemed to have things in check and being able to try to assess the situation but there was fear in her eyes and a noticeable tremble in her voice, her hands shaking slightly as she kept fidgeting.

Sean just sat there on the ground holding his jaw before he looked over to her and spit out some blood and a tooth. "Fucking hell woman," he said as she slowly sat up. "What was that for?"

"I had to stop you from screaming," she said flatly with a huff that blew her bangs up and back into her face.
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