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At Morning Muster
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Commander Jeon glared as Eve raced into the assembled muster, taking her place between Neela and Tyrone.
"Now that MacPherson has decide to join us, we can begin."
"At 0430 this morning, Colony 4's AI stopped in the middle of a communication that seemed to be a report of unusual activity. Because the last portion of the message was lost, we can only partially decrypt its contents."
"It begins, "Incoming traffic on non-CENTCOM bands may indicate ..."
"Arcturus CENTCOM is treating this with the utmost seriousness and has asked for a team from Antares as their tac support is involved in trouble with local fauna at Colony 2."
"Two dropships have arrived. Hanger 4."
"Two squads: Johnson, Smith, MacShayne and 18-SOL, Team one. MacInnes, 1-BLACK, O'Brien and MacPherson, Team two."
"Combat personnel: armored suits. Medical personnel: environmental suits. We don't have enough data to do any less."
"May God keep you safe!"
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