driftfleet | Entries tagged with hera syndulla

Who: Ben Grimm
Broadcast: Video Broadcast
Action: Bishop
When: June 4th

Awright, lets get this over with quick.

[ Ben's been loitering for a few days in the Marisva, getting his bearings, read'n up on what he could about this place, but some stuff you only get through good old fashioned talking face to face. Or face to camera. A huge, craggy, orange face fills the screen, all worn and weathered and animate like stone probably shouldn't be. There's a slow blink and a low sigh, the Thing rolling out his shoulders and settling in for a fun series of conversations. ]

Ben Grimm here of The Fantastic Four and Avengers ask'n for a headcount. Who all's here, who ain't, and which version of earth are ya from?

[ It ain't his first rodeo, it ain't even his tenth- it is his second in one of these weird 'crammed in a jaw and hope noth'n blows up' sortsa places though. Seems a bit nicer than Luceti. For one thing: Space! For another: he gets to pilot. ]

And can we skip the 'oh gosh gee you're all big and orange and rocky!' like I don't know. You're in space, you've gotta have seen stranger things than me by now.

castrationfist

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Iskaulit
When:

[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

universal_charm

Who: Jim Kirk & Anyone Who Wants to Come On an Expedition
Broadcast:No
Action: Yes - On the moon, in the Terraformers
When: Sometime this week

Tests have been run, data has been gathered, packaged, looked over, highlighted with all sorts of colored sharpies. There is only so much the data can prove. What's needed now is an actual investigation, getting the final clue to a puzzle that, Kirk thought, they were running very short of time on.

Which was how he ended up down on the surface of the toxic moon, in front of the nearest terraformer.

Time to go find some answers.

_{[ ooc: Since I didn't want to flood the comm, it can be assumed that Kirk announced he would be going to explore the terraformers and asked if anyone wanted to come and form an expedition party. So, if you want to come, feel free to jump in.

Also feel free to start your own side threads. I will put up some sections, but feel free to start your own as the group explores. The ultimate goal is just to gather information (but this is a Jim Kirk Expedition (TM), so something may very well go wrong!), so have fun!)

If you need help starting things or want a refresher, here is the original mod post. ]}

theboogieman

Who: The Golden Crew!
Broadcast: Probably not.
Action: Yes that.
When: Sometime while everyone's still on the toxic moon?

[hey, crew! how's life aboard the good ol' Golden? why does the corner of the ceiling dip down like that? has it always been that way? oh, whatever. what's everyone on this fine crew up to?]

frellme

Who:Aeryn Sun and MINGLING!
Broadcast: Golden crew
Action: Aeryn is cataloguing weapons
When: Late May

"I understand there are other security officers on board, I was hoping to meet with you and others in the crew to account for any weapons and equipment on board. Any help or input would be welcome." SHe'd already been trying to gather munitions for three arns now, and she was finding things she couldn't tell exactly what they were.

"Also, as I have not been...social, I suppose it is a good time to meet the crew I share a ship with." This place was smaller than Moya by far and yet she'd managed to avoid almost all of them. She might still be gunshy about meeting others, but she was not going to backslide into what she had been with the Peacekeepers.

throwsdown

Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A
When: Today!

I've been workin' on my drawing! I always liked to drawl; it was one of my favoritest things to do ever...!

[I promise I'm not accidentally typo-ing 'draw', he just slips it that way, okay.]

S-so... I wanna help people like Arthur does! If you want, I'll drawl you with your friends, or I'll... I'll drawl people from home! Or maybe you wanna have me make a picture of just you I can do that, too. M'not a very good artist yet, but practice gets stuff real perfect! And it'll be fun to drawl you guys. I-if you wanna let me...!

I dra—drew a picture of Arthur, so you can see!

I... I think I made his legs too short. He's s'pposed to have longer spaghetti legs! [He beams.] I tried to make his hair pushed back all cool. I accidentally used some purple... but I fixed it! I promise I'll try better next time.

[........... yeah for real i'm gonna literally spend my life drawing children's drawings for rp, what of it]

sylphystia

Who: Dezel and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Golden
When: Now

[video]

[A group of ship vermin are all sitting in a circle, waiting patiently for... something. A bowl full of scraps appears and seems to float in the air before it sits down in front of them. The rats make cute happy little noises as they dig into the food.

... And then, the greatest evil comes.

The roomba.

One of the tiny maintenance robots comes screaming around the corner at high speed. DIRT DETECTED. [...] PESTS DETECTED. It heads straight for the the poor rats. They all scatter save for one really fat one, who's too focused on the food to notice what's coming.

But what's this-- the droid is scooped up by someone invisible! Dezel's voice might be familiar to some; it's the "don't sleep in my room" guy.]

Leave. The animals. Alone.

[A thin wire appears. With a hard jerk, he shreds the cleaning droid into pieces. Imagine if that had been someone's neck.]

It's all right. You can come out now. [And then the rats come scurrying out of their little holes again. A couple of them crawl over Dezel's invisible shoes, then go back for the food.]

sandhate

Who: Anakin Skywalker
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Paisley
When: Right meow

There are a lot of questions and interests about other worlds lately. I have one question that I'm interested in right now. [ Alright, Ankain you can do this. Forget about that scolding Obi-Wan voice in your head telling you that the future is always changing. ] Does your universe-- do you believe in fate?

[ Oh, great. It sounds like a load of bantha dung when he actually hears it out loud. Awkwardly: ]

Destiny.

[ That doesn't help, which is fine. It's fine. It goes against the Jedi teachings and feels wrong just saying it. Nevermind that things are different with each universe, so it can't be really applicable, right?

Whatever, roll with it.

He adds, without pause, a completely unnecessary definition. ]

That certain things needs to happen in the future.

scrubscrub

Who: Koala and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Huntress and Iskaulit
When: May 16th-ish. (Prose or action brackets both welcome!)

(Warnings for child abuse and traumatic dream stuff.)

Small fishing boat, it's on fire.

She wants to jump but she's not a good swimmer. Someone grabs her by her legs, holds her like a prized fish, and she flails. 'Got a live one,' Blurry Face says, 'This one'll make for a fine addition.' Dad doesn't call out for her anymore, because Dad is — wake up, wake up, wake up, open your eyes...!

Bright lights, classical music, Koala drags her feet. The stage is lit, hurts her eyes, she swears she sees her mom and dad sitting in the front row. Do they see she's scared? She just wants to go home. She's the smallest on the stage, and she sells for more than she's ever heard; she remembers thinking coins in a jar were pretty and shined like treasure, but it's really not a lot now that she hears the other prices on other chained people, some shaped human and others shaped not. Someone near her is dancing and performing on command, but they don't look like they enjoy dancing much at all. Mom and dad watch and clap and smile. Koala pulls at her metal collar and blubbers miserably, fat hot tears down her face. Why aren't they coming up to the stage and taking her back? She's not anybody's but theirs. She wants to go home.

She forgot dad's rules. His dying rule. Whatever you do, Koala, don't cry. They won't like it when you cry, she understands now. They see it as weak, annoying. But she can't stop. Why can't she stop sobbing? She never sobbed in the auction house...! The master, holding his ring of keys, steps forward and lumbers high above her (he shouldn't be here, he should be in the clouds, in his mansion with his family who refuses to breathe peasant air), and says sharply, 'I hate crying little brats,' and then he pulls his hand back at her and swings roughly and—

Koala wakes with a start, hand clutching the fabric over her heart and she shakes and pants and smiles wide impulsively.

Just the dreams, just the dreams sometimes. She touches her neck and finds it smooth, not buckled with explosives.

Safe.

Safe in a bed that is hers, in a room that is hers, in a crew that is not going to be cruel to her. And yet she can't cry about this. Crying for others is easy, but for herself — it's too frightening. She breathes out, forces back any of the burn in her eyes, and shuffles out of bed, still in the jumpsuit she wears as pajamas. She really should put her shoes on. Nobody likes dirty little feet on their clean floors.

She slips her shoes on, one at a time, and rises. She's not sure if others are sleeping for the 'night', because there really isn't a night, but it's undoubtedly not daytime on the moon, so people are more likely asleep than not. Instead she goes out and makes herself a glass of tea and a small bowl of food, and tries to calm herself with it. There's an uneasiness about her as she sits in the kitchen, hair a bit wild and sweat on her brow. But she slowly does calm over time, is slowly able to eat with a steadier hand. The adrenaline has tapered off, but her mind is restless.

Going back to sleep sounds scary.

She gets up and wanders aimlessly around the Iskaulit... anywhere, really. She doesn't want to go to the planet (it's dark! nobody should like the dark), but she doesn't want to be standing still, certainly. Some motion will do her good. Somewhere to focus, yes! She simply needs to smile and face her day, and remember that things are so very good. Remember, papa would like for you to be happy. Remember, he told you never to cry. You've already broken that, but... But! You can still be strong!

One can find her on the Huntress, or in her aimless wandering from bar to gym to garden to - anywhere, really, on the Iskaulit.

She is rather determined to occupy herself with what everyone else is doing.

goldenglasses

Who: Vash and you!
Broadcast: Voice
Action: On the planet
When: Mid-afternoon today

[Vash has spent much of his time since the planet came in range investigating the equipment that had malfunctioned in the terra-forming process. Finding much of it different from what the Plants used in their terraforming, but some of it also being the same.

It was a little eerie. How close his own planet could be to destruction if the Plants give out.

How close it was. To happening if his brother had his way.

Find Vash out wandering the woods checking out how nature is adapting (or not). Or find him tinkering carefully with the broken equipment.

At some point he takes out his communicator when he tires of hitting dead ends in his tinkering.]

I'm just curious. What does the fleet feel about what has happened to this planet? It's awful what happened to the equipment and the air, but was it something that should have been tried in the first place? The terra-forming I mean. Should the planet have been left in piece or was it okay to try to change it in order for people to live?

resnipstance

Who: Ahsoka + You
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Not really (though if you want to find her, she'll be in her room on the Starstruck)
When: idk today

Hey! Soooooo since we're all stuck here, and going outside on this planet kinda sucks bigtime right now, I've been making it a project of mine to try and learn as much as I can about the different cultures of the other worlds people here are from! Particularly Earth, because there's so many of you! Someone told me the collective noun is "Earthlings"? Anyway.

I've been trawling through the media library, but to be honest, I'm not very good at sitting and reading for long periods of time. So I figured, why not just ask you guys instead?

Tell me one (or more!) thing about your home world that you think is culturally significant. It can be traditional, religious, social, or pop culture is fair game too! After all, it's no fun when people are making pop culture references that fly over my head.

The only rule is that you can't say the same thing as someone else. You ready? Go!

thespaceopera

[The night has finally come--the Gravity Rush is nearly upon us! What normally serves as a large performance hall has been gutted, emptied of its boring furniture and rigged up into a fantastical mismatch of technology and old culture. No matter where you go tonight, you're encouraged to move around, dance, play games, whatever helps you sleep in late tomorrow morning.

If you aren't one for scurrying around a ballroom all night, there's always plenty of people-watching to do. After all, so many people are wearing extravagant costumes and elaborate masks. How can you even tell who is who? Get lost in a crowd of sequins, chatter with a sun and a moon, or try to beat the guy in the monster-mask at a game of cards. Meet your friends or make some new ones--this masquerade party has begun!]

[[ooc: All sections are up now, have fun! A related ooc post is HERE for any questions or plotting you'd like to do.]]

vagabond_code

Who: Clint "Hawkeye" Barton and alls a' yous
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action?: First Breath if you wanna.
Where: Casa de Barton aboard the SS First Breath
When: Now

[The camera of Clint's communicator device flicks on, and it stares for a few seconds at some high, dull grey corner of a room. By mistake? It's dusty up there, dingy you might even say, but it sets the tone pretty perfectly because although the claustrophobic angle widens when he begins to pan the camera around, the dinge does not receed. It's his room, but, it could be anyone's room. No single foot of it declares 'Clint Barton'. It barely declares 'human habitation'. He owns a bed, and there are things lurking under it. One corner of the room is where the duffle bag lives... and that's it for home decor. So actually, as it turns out, he's showing the fleet a three-sixty degree view of his dismal quarters on purpose. He sets the device on his bed and angles it toward himself, where he sits on the floor a few feet away.]

Hey.

[How to start with this? Seriously.]

Okay, I need your help. Does anyone think maybe there's a way to make this place look like it isn't a prison cell? What kind of person lives in a place that looks like this? Seriously I ask you. Maybe a rug over there, or I could put some paintings up. I could get one of those elephants that you point at the door.

A vase?

[That's literally all of his ideas. He's gesturing non-noncommittally over his shoulder, even, so it's not like he's got plans for where to put these things even if he had them.]

...Mood lighting...

[He'd heard that somewhere one time.]

And I know there are some new people, so just, fair warning - I need to see your mouth. My ears aren't working right. It's a hassle but whatever. So, ideas?

passingthrough

Who: Kitty and all the people of fleet!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Windrose if you want
When: At some point before the masquerade

We have a masquerade coming up, and I was bored so I thought I'd mettle in people's lives for my own amusement. First, the disclaimer, there is nothing wrong with going to a dance solo.

Now, for anyone else, who wants a date?

Sorry, not me. Taken. But there are probably some of you out there thinking a date would be fun, and sure, why not? So speak up. Let's make some love connections. Or, you know, awkward dancing connections. I'm a mutant, not a miracle worker.

(OOC: Please feel free to threadjack.)

throwsdown

Who: Takeshi (and his letters obviously)

Broadcast: Fleetwide (accidentally)

Action: N/A (unless sought out on Golden!)

When: Today

[Today, everyone gets a file shared. It's a voice to text entry Takeshi had carefully created, born from days of fiddling and faddling and figuring out how this works; he had almost gotten it down, too. Only... you know. Accidentally sending out into normal fleetwide broadcasts. Takeshi isn't aware he even put it out there. The augment may help him some, but not enough to totally not spill his dirty laundry. It reads as follows:]

FILE:>> FORHEATHERONLYTOPSECRET

dear heather and mr. ned

i dont know if you'll be able to see this. i miss you more and more all day ever day. mr. arthur is going to drawl pictures of you and i'll blow you kisses every day when i look at them. he's a really good artist! i'll remind him you got freckles heather. but in case you ever come back, i wanna show you i'm out here still, and i'm okay. and i want you to know about how things are!! i'm on the golden ship. my captain missed hera is really really nice! and really green. she's not a bad alien. there are a lot of good aliens. oh-i-see is a nice alien too. i was too worried to ask if the thing on her head was a hat or her hair.

i'm security! it's very important. i have to help protect my new team. i met mr. leto in the security room to. mr. leto is very nice, but he doesn't play enough board games i think. but he knows its important to protect people.

nami is here but she doesn't remember where we're from. but it's OK. she gave me points for having guts! but we dont use points here. i'm gonna help her find her weird fight sticks. i also met dean here too but hes really grumpy but i THINK thats normal??? i remember he was always cussing on the tranquility too, so maybe he just hates flying around in space. there's also new people i never met before like sasuke. i thought he was kinda creepy but i think he's a good guy. hes just really real serious and he shouldn't because its not fun to be serious. asuka is nice too, she's got bright hair like you! i like her eyepatch, she looks so cool.

i visited other ships, too!! i met misty and she sings beautiful! i didnt tell her it was BEAUTIFUL because i would have been embarrassed!!! but i said it was great because its good to have good manners anyways. kate is here but she doesn't remember us from before and i didn't wanna tell her and make her feel bad. she painted my toes and i LIKE IT A LOT! she's the first best archer. and she says clint fell on his arrow once so if you see him make sure you tell him to be MORE CAREFUL!! he should hold his arrows like you're supposed to hold scissors! with the sharp side DOWN!

also theres anakin who needs to be careful too, he almost ran me over with a cart.

but it's okay, hes one of the good guy :)

alsoooo i met someone like my dad and like you, mr. ned! his name is winter and he's got a cool metal arm! like your metal leg heather! he's so cool and i hope i'm cool looking like him when i'm older, and i hope i get to punch sandbags that hard to. but i dont think i want long hair because it will get in my face when i try to punch monsters. katara is teaching me how to meditate also, so i bet i'll be really strong even without my suit! i know youll be worried i dont have it but i promise i'm being careful.

we go to planets and stuff when we're not in space... finn is really cool too, i met him on the planet. he's kinda goofy but hes a good person, i can tell. we went mask shopping!! theres bad air on the planet we saw. it's got bad water like the one we crashed the tranquility on. i also saw cass again when i went exploring and i hit him really hard in the DINGDONG because be scared me and i feel really bad about that!!!!! but he forgive me i think?

anyways thats a lot of stuff im doing now!

i'm gonna try to send this into space and maybe you'll find it someday if your on another planet or another big ship.

I LOVE YOU!!!!!

-- takeshi!!!!

p.s. i bought cool shoes, their big and yellow and i can jump in puddles with them

[Takeshi will continue along with his day, but feel free to pop up as a new message; he'll be utterly surprised but pleasantly enjoying your unexpected company. And then will maybe be flustered at his Super Secret Special Awesome Letter being open for everyone to look at. Oops, right?]

scrubscrub

Who: Koala (ft.ing Sleeping Solo)
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress
When: April 5th

[When Han falls into his coma on the first (April Fools! too bad she's unaware of the holiday), Koala starts out panicked the first hour, and then plotting the next. It's terrifying, of course. Of course it is. How can it not be scary, to have your friend collapse and not wake up when shaken? But now that he's laid down to sleep — some strange, unnatural slumber, nothing at all like someone simply asleep — she paces and bites her nails and tries to think of the best thing to do.

She pinches his arm. She yells loudly in his ear and slams two cans together. She splashes water on his face. She looks for magical potions or medicines or anything of the sort on the moon that would make him rise. Someone gives her something to run under his nose; they said it wakes people from fainting. Nothing. She runs in and hollers that his precious Millennium Falcon's arrived, and that they're going to smash it up if he doesn't come get it.

Nothing works at all, and eventually she sinks into the chair near his bunk, puts her face in her hands, and sits distraught for a moment with a wide, unnatural smile on her face — one anyone would recognize as all nerves.]

I-it's okay, Mr. Solo. We'll figure something out! There must be something I missed.

[Guilt wrecks her in ways she doesn't understand entirely.

She thinks of lecturing Han about wedding rings. And Leia being gone, just suddenly gone.]

[VIDEO]

[The feed opens to a smile, strained, incredibly strained. But unlike her usual facade, she's abandoned the mask of a pleasant, friendly worker; here, it's simply the impulse of a child who is absolutely terrified to cry on a fleet-wide entry.]

I-I've tried everything I can to wake up Mr. Solo, but still nothing... He just sleeps! Even telling him the ship was on fire didn't work; I'd hoped he'd hear and I could just apologize many times for causing a scene, but he just... keeps sleeping... Is this — is it because he's depressed? Because his — his friend and... and the person he loves were gone, and maybe he just wore himself out, because he was so upset! That's how it works, right? Sometimes people lose the will to keep walking; I've seen it before!

[She seems to be partly talking to herself, as if explaining inwardly. Trying to make sense of such a random event.]

I don't know what to do... I must've, must've have made this worse for him...! After all, I-I was talking about wedding rings! His wedding ring to the princess he cared about. I was talking about such a wonderful thing, but I never even considered how easily people can come and go. I've made it so much worse, to remind him of that right before she'd left, and he's gone and fallen into a deep, terrible sleep! I... I opened my big mouth and jinxed it! Maybe if I hadn't, it would have been easier...

[Sniffling loudly, tears brimming her eyes,she turns away slightly to scrub at them with the rag she's been wringing all the while.]

Oh, no — no, I'm not allowed, I shouldn't... It only makes things worse. But I miss Miss Leia and her lessons, and I don't... know what to do for Mr. Solo... Being able to make your own choices is so difficult; not knowing what your choices even are is so difficult! How does anyone handle it?

He's going to wake up, right?

[Surely he must. It won't be like her father. Mr. Solo isn't hurt! Just — a little stuck, is all.

Until then, she's going to just... go clean up. Maybe she should find more work to do.

Money is very important, after all. She bows her head, voice lower as she trails off.]

If only Miss Leia were here... If a prince can wake up the person they love, then maybe a princess could, too... Couldn't they?

[Go figure, the Organa-Solo's run rampant in her entries.]

cephalon

Who: Ordis and YOU
Broadcast: fleetwide text
Action: probably not!
When: now!

Inquiry:

is every person stationed in this fleet of ~~orokin~~ human descent? Logic would dictate that such would be highly improbable, what with how many beings are apparently about.

Additionally, unrelated, do there exist records of previous crews of any ship?

tobeajedi

Who: Vima Sunrider
Broadcast: Voice
Action: On the Heron if you like!
When: Now.

If anyone's looking for Nomi Sunrider, it seems that Atroma's sent her home.

[There's kind of a pause--wondering if she should say something more? It's not like Nomi's dead. Just back where she was meant to be, honestly, it's a good thing.]

Hopefully this doesn't mess with the timeline--you know, any more than it has been already. [...] So if you need any Ancient Jedi wisdom, it's back to just me.

birdsbirdsbirds

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

---

[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

throwsdown

Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On your ships. Yea rly. (Except for the Blue Fish..... he'll just knock.) Also, the Iskaulit gym and garden!
When: Today!!

[Takeshi's kept to himself, mostly. Maybe it's a strange depression phase — he's usually very productive, really!! Before he was always doing a job, after their ship crashed on a planet, or before that, when he was morale officer on the Tranquility. But now... Now everything feels so weird. He has his own little room again, but his things... they're gone. He used to have the wooden cut-outs his dad made him. Reika and Mattie, the princess-warrior and dragon. Now they're gone... and so is his drawings. Things that reminded him of good things. Well! He's not gonna let it hold him back anymore!

Which is why he's randomly teleporting into everyone else's ships to look around them. In your kitchens, your cargo bays, your medical areas and main controls. Everywhere. What? Nobody ever said touring the fleet was off-limits! He's got his flexi-armor on under his large sweater and a small holster with a gun on his hip beneath the hem of it. Because that's normal. Just like it's normal to wander around people's places of living.

... Ahem, but the Blue Fish's door is shut, and he just knocks and waits in front of it expectantly. Not sure if you can see him out the door, seeing as how he's like... not even four foot tall yet. But he's there.

After he investigates thoroughly, he goes to the gym, because now that he doesn't have his power suit? He's gotta get fit and prepared as best he can. Granted, he's by no means going to take anyone in a fight, but he's still gonna practice. His dad, he practiced, like, all the time! So it stands to reason he's gotta work out, too! You can hear is little huffs and puffs all the while; a careful release of air as he punches.

He can be seen punching a bag on the lowest section (because, y'know, shorty), his brow fixed in a determined stare. While he's clearly not inflicting any damage with those strikes because he's not exactly grown enough to, anyone with any skill in hand-to-hand combat may notice that he's actually not throwing punches with reckless abandon like a child playing pretend. No, actually — it's a genuine technique, albeit not perfected yet. He had studied his adoptive father quite often and picked up a few moves of his own, to be sure.

Practice makes perfecter!]

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Captain's Log 03 - Landing Party

Hark! A Mingle!

Golden Mingle

Video // I AM PICASSO time for an portrait art binge

ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ | rats are people too

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[open] bad dreams are made of these

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Masquerade Mingle

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text. file >> DEAR HEATHER...

Video. alt title: those two star wars babes effed me up

002. text

five!

first one to make that doctor who joke loses

[open] INVADIN' UR SHIPS AND GYMS

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