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Harper: What's the prognosis?
Trance: Not great. Even after the change it's a pretty weak season for my character.
Harper: I meant MY prognosis.
Trance: Oh, you're still dying. Just faster now.
Tyr: That's what I like to hear.
Dylan: Shut up, Tyr. We need to take action. Only one race can save Harper now....
Beka: But sir, we promised the captain we wouldn't contact the Vidiians!
Dylan: I was alluding to the Perseids.
Beka: Oh. They're okay too, I guess.
Dylan's Log: We're at the Perseid homeworld already. We're just that cool.
In order to seize: Which thing is the forecast?
Trance: Not in great part. * also after it in order to modify it this graceful weak person, for being you for my letter.
In order to seize: I have meant the forecast of CMon.
Trance: The OH -, still you die. Just more quickly hour.
Tyr: It is that I can be felt.
Dylan: Arrests the labbro, Tyr. We must prepare the measures. Only one run can hour to store Harper....,
Beka: But Dear Sir, we have promised to the captain that with Vidiians in the relationship!
Dylan: I have I report Perseids.
Beka: The OH -. you are moreover, me approval of appraisal. You transport the edge of the equipment of
Dylans: We are already homeworld in Perseid. We are of right that coldly.[/color
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