"Chandra."
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"Chandra!"
"Hmm, what?" Chandra glanced up from the diagnostic console she had been examining. The yield from the missile's explosive head just wasn't hot enough to cut through the Ragulian's external hull. If she could just get the intermix of ...
"You have no idea what day it is, do you?" William chided her.
Chandra thought for a moment
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