Host Frank_SM says:
The USS Europa is readying for her next mission.  ETA to Outpost 491 is ten minutes where they are to rendezvous with an Ambassador Danielson.

Host Frank_SM says:
<<<<<<<<<Begin Mission>>>>>>>>>>>

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::in her quarters saying her last goodbyes to Commander Llewellyn::

FCO_Voraye says:
::On the bridge at the Helm, begins to plot fastest course from Outpost 491 to Beta Dernoran system::

CSO_Enki says:
::Sitting in the center chair of the Bridge, her mind racing::

OPS_Clemons says:
:: On the bridge, at the OPS console::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::quietly opening the JT hatch under the OPS console::

FCO_Voraye says:
::Turns to look at Clemons:: OPS: You know, I have a sudden yen for some soft salsa piano music.

CEO_McGregor says:
::In main engineering going over supply requests::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CSO*: What is our ETA of Starbase 491?

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: With a Spanish guitar accompaniment?

CSO_Enki says:
::Ah, word from the Captain::  *CO*: Ten minutes out, ma'am.

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Of course. And some of those egg-shaped hand held maraca things.

OPS_Clemons says:
::chuckles:: FCO: Shakers?

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CSO*: Let me know when we arrive and passengers can disembark. Commander Llewellyn will be leaving then.

CSO_Enki says:
::Thinks for a moment about how to respond to the Captain::  *CO*: Do you wish me to slow the vessel, ma'am?

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Yeah, them.

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: Perhaps we can try a duet when we get off shift.

Host Frank_SM says:
Action: The hatch that Chitwa tries to open is securely locked, and the disturbance is displayed on the tactical console.

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Maybe so, I've been working on some alternative salsa-type stuff recently.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::gets one of those mischievous and sly smiles on her face:: *CSO*: Negative. ::a small laugh from Donnie is heard through the commbadge:: It’s alright, Enki. Only way there would be enough time for a proper goodbye is if we were to take Commander Llewellyn to Betazed ourselves...

CSO_Enki says:
*CO*: We are masters of our own fates, Captain...

CTO_Hexx says:
::Studies the cultural information on the two races in the dispute.::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::rolls onto her back and begins kicking the hatch, trying to get it to open::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::sultry chuckle, smiles big:: *CSO*: You won't get an argument from me on that point, Commander. ::smile evident in her tones::

FCO_Voraye says:
::Hears a faint clanging from nearby::

CSO_Enki says:
::Checks her readouts:: *CO*: Very well then.  I shall notify you when we arrive.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CSO*: Very good, Llewellyn out.

OPS_Clemons says:
::Looks at the FCO, puzzled then looks at the hatch:: FCO: Hear that?

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Thank gods, thought I was the only one. ::Nods::

CSO_Enki says:
::Overhears the others and turns::  CTO: That doesn't sound like an engine misalignment...

CIV_Chitwa says:
::stops and rests for a minute, then tries to pry the hatch open::

FCO_Voraye says:
::Watches the hatch cover rise up and down softly::

CTO_Hexx says:
*Yeo_Graham*: Yeoman, your niece is in the Jeffries tubes again.  I suggest you contact her and get her where she belongs.  And, as per our original conversation, you are now on report.

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: If we're going insane, we're doing it together.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::slowly walks to the turbolift::

CTO_Hexx says:
::Returns to his reading.::

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Couldn't think of anyone better to be going insane with. Maybe they'll put us in the big bouncy room with the nifty jackets. ::Raises eyebrows in a suggestive manner::

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: Yeah, always wanted to go in one of those, or one of the circular ones with cushions on the walls and floor.

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: That's what I'm talking about.

CSO_Enki says:
::Stands and walks around to Hexx' side, trying to see how far into the report he is::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::extends her claws and scratches on the metal::

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: Yeah, those are fun.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
<Yeo Graham>::gets the comm:: *CTO*: Sir? It is my understanding that the Captain has Chitwa helping in Engineering as part of the prep program... wouldn't she supposed to be in a jeffries tube?

FCO_Voraye says:
::Hears a faint scratching noise::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::gets in the lift and directs it to the transporter room::

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: Hear that one too?

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: But of course. ::Double-checks the ETA and course to Outpost 491::

Host Frank_SM says:
Action: The Europa arrives at the Outpost, which sends them docking instructions.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::arrives in the transporter room::

CSO_Enki says:
::Signs off with docking control::  FCO/OPS: You heard them...

FCO_Voraye says:
CSO: Receiving docking permissions from Outpost 491. ::Begins docking procedure::

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: Heard you moved your piano that we built to a lounge.

CSO_Enki says:
*CO*: Captain, we are beginning docking procedures.

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: I did indeed. ::Guides Europa to a closer location before bringing thrusters to station keeping:: Deck 9 lounge near the impulse reactor on the aft starboard side.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::smiles:: *CSO*: Thank you. I'll see you on the bridge momentarily.

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: Sweet, might have to go and check it out sometime. How are the acoustics there?

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Very nice, but I'm curious to see if there's sound bleed over into the hallway. ::Locks thrusters down:: OPS: Ready to attach docking moorings.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::says her final goodbye and leaves Donnie to be transported to the outpost when they are ready::

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: Ok.  ::Attaches the docking moorings to the outpost::  Moorings attached.

OPS_Clemons says:
CSO: Initiating Blue External Support Mode now Sir.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::gets into the lift:: TL: Bridge.

CIV_Chitwa says:
::growls under her breath:: Self: Mean old Mr. Hexx, I'll show him. ::grins and slides her claws down the metal, making a sound akin to nails on a chalkboard::

CSO_Enki says:
::Nods::  OPS: You can call me "Ma'am"

OPS_Clemons says:
CSO: Yes Ma'am.

FCO_Voraye says:
::Snickers lightly as a sound akin to nails on a chalkboard comes from beneath them::

Host Outpost_OPS says:
@COM: Europa: This is Outpost 491.  I have been instructed to inform you that Ambassador Danielson has been delayed in transit.  He should be arriving within an hour.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::arrives on the bridge::

CTO_Hexx says:
::Sighs and starts the automated cleaning process in the jeffries tube.::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::perks her ears and looks around:: Uh, oh. ::takes off running::

CSO_Enki says:
::Opens her mouth to respond to the Outpost, then the turbolift doors open::  CO: Ah, Captain.  The Outpost is calling to let us know the Ambassador is delayed an hour

Host Outpost_OPS says:
Action: An alert is sounded within the Jeffries Tubes that they are entering cleaning mode and must be evacuated immediately.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::furrows her brow:: CSO: Alright.... OPS: On screen.

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Have you prepared the Ambassador's pompously plush, I mean VIP Quarters?

CEO_McGregor says:
*CO*: McGregor to Captain, Can ah begin power down procedures sir/

CIV_Chitwa says:
::falls out of a hatch and lands in a chair. sits up and looks around to see where she is::

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: Aye Sir. ::turns on the screen.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
COM: SB 491: OPS: Is there a reason for this delay?

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: That I have.

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Well that's good. You're ahead of the game.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CEO*: Excellent... hold off on that for one moment, the ambassador has been delayed an hour.

OPS_Clemons says:
FCO: I try to stay that way.

Host Outpost_OPS says:
@COM: Europa: CO: Apparently there was a slight mechanical problem with the runabout before they left, sir.

FCO_Voraye says:
OPS: Good philosophy.

CEO_McGregor says:
*CO*: Aye sir, Understood...Ah was supposed to keep an eye on Chitwa taday an try an teach her some manners ...is that still goin ta happen sir?

FCO_Voraye says:
::Scoffs at the shoddy maintenance of other ship's craft::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::sees a console in front of her and begins absentmindedly looking through the files::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
COM: SB 491: OPS: Alright. We'll be docking here briefly while we wait then.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CEO*: Proceed with the power down... ::pauses:: Chitwa did not show up for her duty?

CTO_Hexx says:
::Initiates a scan for the incoming Runabout.::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::an image pops up and she stops and gasps for breath:: Self: No...it can't be.

CEO_McGregor says:
*CO*: No sir, Ah was wonderin if she was assigned elsewhere, power down underway sir

Host Outpost_OPS says:
@COM: Europa: CO: Very well Captain.  You and your crew may come aboard if you wish.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CEO*: Not that I am aware of ::sounds a bit angry::

CEO_McGregor says:
*CO*: A'll be here sir if she shows up

CIV_Chitwa says:
::on the console is an image of the two men who killed her parents::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
COM: SB 491: OPS: Thank you for your hospitality.... if we can, maybe we can stay a little while longer... I will have to check with my department heads.

CIV_Chitwa says:
::backs up and whimpers, her ears flicking back:: Yells: Bad Men!! Bad bad men!! ::tail fluffs up in anger::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CIV*: You are late for duty in engineering... ::sounds stern::

FCO_Voraye says:
CO: Captain, permission to go talk to the girl?

Host Outpost_OPS says:
@COM: Europa: CO: You’re more than welcome sir.  Outpost 491 out.

CIV_Chitwa says:
*CO*: Bad Men!! ::tears running down her face::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
FCO: How long will it take to get to the Beta Dernoran system and when are we due to arrive there?

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
FCO: No permission until I... ::hears Chitwa:: CTO: Find out what is going on with her.

CTO_Hexx says:
::Looks up sharply::  CO: What's she on about?

FCO_Voraye says:
CO: Seven-and-a-half hours. We're slated to arrive at 1800 hours. But it was a flexible time. Aye, sir.

FCO_Voraye says:
::Sighs in a deflated manner::

CEO_McGregor says:
*CO*: Any word on Chitwa?

CTO_Hexx says:
::Gets Chitwa's location from the computer::  CO: Aye ma'am.  ::Heads off to meet her.::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CEO*: She's in some kind of distress, I am going to send Hexx after her.

CEO_McGregor says:
*CO*: Captain... If ah may... Maybe Ah can help her

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CEO*: Sure. If you can... that would be good.

CEO_McGregor says:
*CO*: Where is she

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
FCO: You too... since you seem to care about her. ::sighs::

CSO_Enki says:
CO: Quite a creature...

FCO_Voraye says:
CO: Thank you, Captain. ::Gets up from helm and gets into the Turbolift, orders it to Chitwa's location::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::gets on the ship wide communications:: *All*: Shore leave is available to all off duty officers for the next three hours.

CIV_Chitwa says:
::heart racing as she looks around the room nervously::

FCO_Voraye says:
::Steps out of the Turbolift and looks around trying to pinpoint her location::

CEO_McGregor says:
*FCO*: What's Chitwa's location?

CTO_Hexx says:
::Arrives at the empty crew quarters on deck three, draws his small phaser and opens the door.::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
CSO: Quite... ::rubs the bridge of her nose like Keely did::

FCO_Voraye says:
*CEO*: I'm as lost as you are, sir. But when I find out, you'll be the second to know.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
*CEO*: Coordinate your efforts with the CTO and the FCO as they are also going to talk to Chitwa.

FCO_Voraye says:
::Wanders around deck 3::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::hears the door opening and hides behind the desk::

CEO_McGregor says:
Computer: Site to site transport ,to FCO 's location, *CO*: Aye sir on my way, Computer: Energize

FCO_Voraye says:
::Watches the CEO materialize next to him::

CTO_Hexx says:
::Crouches a bit and orders the computer to increase the lights.::  CIV: Chitwa?  Are you here?

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: hello laddie

CIV_Chitwa says:
::hears the CTO's voice and begins to really get scared::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::goes to sit down in the center seat:: CSO: Did I make a mistake offering her the academy prep program? I can only hope she learns a little discipline... ::sounds a bit frustrated::

CTO_Hexx says:
::Resists the temptation to say "Here kitty kitty kitty."::

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: Let's calm the kitty

CIV_Chitwa says:
::images of her parent's murder flash in her mind::

FCO_Voraye says:
CEO: Nice of you to join us. The CTO is looking for her as well. But I think she'd try to run from him. Being perfectly blunt, I don't think she likes the two of you.

CSO_Enki says:
CO: Perhaps positive relations with Bridge crew will help... her mind is young, it seems.

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: I haven’t met her, but I'm sure if she did learn some discipline she'd make a fine officer someday.

CTO_Hexx says:
::Moves cautiously around the room::  CIV: Girl?  You better sing out, 'cause you're makin' us all mighty nervous.

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: She has no reason not to like me, Ah only met her once...an ah was very nice to her

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::looks at Clemons, he's always so quiet, almost forgot he was there:: OPS: I hope so. ::smiles::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::whimpers nervously - she thinks the CTO has come to kill her::

CEO_McGregor says:
CTO: Sir, Ya get more understandin with honey than lemons

FCO_Voraye says:
CEO: Only recall a comment in passing when I first met her, how I was supposedly nicer than the other "Starfleet Men." Don't think she meant Ensign Clemons because, excuse the pun, he's a pussycat. That leaves the two of you.

FCO_Voraye says:
::Happens upon the open door and sees the CTO cat-calling Chitwa::

CTO_Hexx says:
::Sees the open hatch in the ceiling above the work desk.::

CTO_Hexx says:
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CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Lass, Ah won't let the mean Hexx hurt ya, Ah'm only here to talk to ya

FCO_Voraye says:
::Looks at the computer console and sees a personnel file open::

Host Frank_SM says:
Action: Sensor show that the Ambassadors Runabout will arrive in 15 minutes.

CIV_Chitwa says:
::passes out on the floor from fear and begins having a seizure::

CEO_McGregor says:
CTO: Sir ,how bout ya back up a bit...let the FCO an me talk to her

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: Sensors show 15 minutes until the Ambassador's Runabout arrives.

FCO_Voraye says:
*Sickbay*: Medical emergency, deck 3. CTO/CEO: What does one do when one is having a seizure?

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: Let her seize, clear any breakables away from her

CSO_Enki says:
::Has been standing around quietly on the Bridge.. nothing really for her::

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: Don't hold her down

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::nods at ops:: *CTO*: What is going on with Chitwa? The Ambassador’s runabout will be here in 15 minutes.

FCO_Voraye says:
CEO: The coffee table, then, as our furniture is primarily made of glass. ::Steps around her to move the coffee table out of the way::

CEO_McGregor says:
::Moves some flower pitchers from her desk::

CTO_Hexx says:
*CO*: Well, looks like with all the help that showed up things are fine.  She's going to Sickbay.  I'm coming back up.

FCO_Voraye says:
<Dr. Standin> ::Enters the empty quarters:: All: What's going on here?

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: We need a blanket for when she stops, for shock

CTO_Hexx says:
::Goes back to the bridge.::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::frowns:: *CTO*: Sickbay? What happened? Is she alright?

FCO_Voraye says:
Dr: She's having a seizure. ::Looks around for the quarters' storage compartment::

FCO_Voraye says:
<Dr. Standin> FCO: You called me for a seizure? ::Thwaps the FCO on the back of the head::

FCO_Voraye says:
::Recoils:: Dr: Owwie. What was that for? You're the Doctor, you're supposed to help in situations like this!

CEO_McGregor says:
:;Kneels and takes Chitwa's Paw/Hand errrr what ever::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::whimpers and curls into the fetal position and opens her eyes::

FCO_Voraye says:
<Dr. Standin> ::Reaches into Medkit:: FCO: Fine, if you insist. This is a sedative. ::Reaches down and administers Hypo to Chitwa:: FCO: It'll calm her system down and reduce her dopamine count.

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: It's ok Lass, you're safe...shhhhh....You're safe,,,::Rubs the top of her paw....errrrr hand...what ever::

FCO_Voraye says:
Dr: Thank you. You're dismissed. ::Really wants this guy out of here::

Host Frank_SM says:
Action: Captain Llewellyn receives a subspace transmission from Starfleet Command.

FCO_Voraye says:
<Dr. Standin> FCO: Why thank you Lieutenant. ::Leaves::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::looks at the transmission and smiles::

CTO_Hexx says:
::In the turbolift::  *CO*: Beats me, looks like another seizure.  Didn't know she was epileptic.  I noticed she's still wearing that collar, do you know if'n it is sentimental to her?  Sure doesn't look comfortable.

CIV_Chitwa says:
::looks around:: FCO/CEO: Who...what?

FCO_Voraye says:
::Finally locates a blanket, takes it over to Chitwa and wraps her up::

OPS_Clemons says:
::looks up at the Captain:: CO: Good News?

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Ya had a seizure Lass, but you're fine now...relax and just lay there for a minute

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
CTO: Collar? ::shrugs, downloads the transmission onto a PADD, walks up to him and hands him the PADD:: This is for you... ::hears OPS::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: Oh yes... :::walks to the replicator::

CIV_Chitwa says:
CEO: It happened again?

OPS_Clemons says:
::looks confused, then sees her hand it to the CTO: CO: Oh, thought you meant it was for me for a minute there.

FCO_Voraye says:
::Walks over to the replicator and summons a cold glass of milk, takes it to Chitwa:: CIV: It did indeed, here have some milk.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::presses a special code and replicates something in a wooden box, turns around and smiles at OPS:: OPS: I have something for you too...

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Aye Lass, but we came in an now you're alright...we won't let anythin hurt ya

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: Oh?

CTO_Hexx says:
::Takes the PADD and goes back to work.::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: Please stand... ::smiles::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::drinks the milk:: CEO: But...::looks up at the console on the desk::

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: Aye Sir.  ::Stands::

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Easy Lass, Come on lets get ya ta that couch and ya just sit a bit ::Helps the CIV to her feet::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::shows OPS the box, with some showmanship opens the box to reveal a shiny new half-pip::

CTO_Hexx says:
::Reads the PADD while watching the show.::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::stands up slowly:: CEO: Am I in trrrouble?

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Now just sit here for a bit and we'll all talk...Just you ,me and Mr. Voraye here,OK

OPS_Clemons says:
::A huge grin forms on his face::

FCO_Voraye says:
::Walks over to the console and spins it to read the personnel file on the screen::

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Naw...Nothin we can’t help ya with right Lieutenant.?

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: I just got authorization to promote you from Starfleet command to the rank of Lieutenant JG.

OPS_Clemons says:
::Smiles and Nods:: CO: Thank you Captain.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: May I? ::takes the pip out of the box::

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: Of course.

FCO_Voraye says:
Aloud: No record, just a visual file.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::places the pip on him:: OPS: There you go Lieutenant. Now back to your station... ::smiles::

FCO_Voraye says:
Aloud: How odd.

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: Thanks Sir.  ::stands at attention and then returns to his seat::

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: What is it Lad?

CIV_Chitwa says:
::flicks her ears forward:: CEO: But...I thought that. ::sighs:: I thought everrryone wanted me to leave.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: You deserved it... no need to thank me. ::returns to her seat::

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Are ya feelin better now Lass?

FCO_Voraye says:
CEO: The file that was on the screen, it's a standard personnel file, but it's only got the visual indicator, no background info whatsoever.

FCO_Voraye says:
CIV: Chitwa, do you know anything about this? ::Spins the screen again and points to it::

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
::turns to look at Hexx::

Host Amb_Danielson says:
Action: The Ambassador's Runabout arrives with out incident.

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Leave for where, You’re a part of the family here. Why would we want ya ta leave?

CIV_Chitwa says:
::flicks her ears back and growls at the image:: FCO: Bad men!

FCO_Voraye says:
CIV: Calm down now. What about these bad men?

OPS_Clemons says:
CO: The Ambassador's shuttle has arrived Sir.

CEO_McGregor says:
:;Feels her tremble:: CIV: Easy Lass easy...Who are they?

CIV_Chitwa says:
CEO/FCO: I can't tell you...they'll kill me.

CEO_McGregor says:
::Looks at the FCO as his eyes open widely::

Host Amb_Danielson says:
%COM: Europa: CO: Captain Llewellyn, this is Ambassador Danielson.  Sorry about my tardiness.  I was wondering when we could meet?

FCO_Voraye says:
::Blinks:: CIV: No one's going to kill you, not so long as we're around.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: Excellent. CTO/OPS: Time to bring our guest aboard... ::smiles:: <mine above frank>

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Over our dead bodies Lass, Ah can guarantee ya that

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
COM: Runabout: Amb: Good to hear from you, Ambassador. When is it most convenient for you?

CIV_Chitwa says:
CEO/FCO: I know they'rrre rrreally dangerrrous. I can't say morrre then that.

FCO_Voraye says:
CPU: Computer, who are these men? And why is their record incomplete?

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: An why would they kill you?

Host Amb_Danielson says:
%COM: Europa: CO: I would like to get my belonging aboard first.  How about an hour from now?

CIV_Chitwa says:
CEO: Because they told me they would...if I told anyone what I saw.

Host CO_Llewellyn says:
COM: Runabout: Amb: That would be wonderful. My staff is prepared to bring you and your items on board at your request.

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: Nobody's gonna kill you as long as you're on this ship and ma friend the FCO and I are here ta protect ya

FCO_Voraye says:
<CPU> FCO: Information unknown. Records require higher clearance levels.

CEO_McGregor says:
FCO: Right Lieutenant.

FCO_Voraye says:
CEO: Right. ::Nods towards the CEO and CIV::

CIV_Chitwa says:
::scratches at her collar:: CEO: You don't know them.

Host Amb_Danielson says:
%COM: Europa: CO: Very good Captain.  I will see you in an hour.  ::Stands up from his seat, stretching after the long trip::

FCO_Voraye says:
::Shakes head:: Aloud: We don't know them indeed.

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: No Lass, they don't know us

CEO_McGregor says:
CIV: They wouldn’t get within phaser range of ya Lass

Host Amb_Danielson says:
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