Author-Gabe Z.

Set during the YJK series.

PG

Erm, well, I don't get any moola for this and GL owns everything.

Gabriel "Chi" Tenzner fidgeted nervously as the NightFox descended delicately through the cloud cover over the misty jungle moon of Yavin 4. He sat back in his chair, pondering all that was to come. He had been raised mostly by droids, since his parents had been killed in a smuggler raid, when he was barely three years old. Many of his relatives had since noticed his uncanny abilities to sense what people were feeling, and to move small objects from across the room. The more logical ones had suggested that he was strong in the Force, while the others did not believe any of it, dismissing his uncanny abilities as "pure Bantha dung." Ultimately, it was, however, his grandmother's decision to send him off to the Jedi Academy.

He had wondered, sometimes bitterly, about his relatives' lack of concern for his upbringing, preferring to stay back and let the droids do the upbringing and education. He had been pleased with the decision of his grandmother. He would finally be going to a place where actual people would educate him and he could actually make friends with real people. At age fifteen, Chi had never had many friends. He had kept mostly to himself, but some of his friends had given him some invaluable skills that he could use throughout his life: Hered, the slicer; Lira, the mechanic; and Srilla, the medical wizard. He suppressed a smile. He and Srilla had once been together, and she had always found a convenient "medical emergency" that required her to take off his shirt and stare at his strong chest while "healing him."

Those were the days. But I have more important things to worry about. The RX-12 pilot droid informed him that the NightFox would soon be landing at the Jedi praxeum. "Thanks, Rex."

He sighed and sat back in his chair. It had been an uneventful fifteen hour journey from Torus V to the Jedi moon, and those hours had gone by slowly. He looked to his right and saw the two small duffel bags into which he had packed his life, his hopes, his dreams. His future lay ahead, at the Jedi Academy. There would never be a future for his on his homeworld. He would become a Jedi. He would have it no other way.

- - - -

Jaina withdrew a fresh jumpsuit from her closet and changed out of the grease and oil stained one she was wearing. She had already been here a year, and her brother Jacen, and their friends Lowie, Zekk, and Tenel Ka had been involved in some exciting adventures. Qorl's TIE fighter, the Shadow Academy, and numerous others, too many in number to mention. She changed and walked out of her room, which was strewn in what she called an "organized chaos" of droid parts, computers, and spare parts for dozens of oddball spacecraft.

Walking down the corridor, she took the turbolift to the main floor of the temple, intending to go for a walk in the humid jungles. But when she saw the NightFox sitting on the landing pad, her priorities changed order considerably. She wondered who it could be. A new student, perhaps? Yes, Luke was walking out to greet the new arrival. She stretched out with the Force. Luke? Who is this?

He is a new student, Jaina. Come meet him.

She received his answer and began to stride briskly toward the sleek passenger craft. A lone figure walked slowly down the ramp, taking in his surroundings. She reached out with her mind, trying to sense his emotions. She was struck by his poise and confidence, his desire for success. In return, she felt her mind being queried. She wanted to meet this new arrival.

- - - -



Chi stepped onto the ground outside of the ship. The pilot droid uttered its best wishes to him as the boarding ramp retracted and the craft lifted off. "Thanks, Rex."

"Hello. You must be Gabriel."

"Yes. Master Skywalker, I presume?" Chi bowed slightly.

"That is I. On behalf of the Jedi Academy, I welcome you to Yavin 4."

"Thank you. Who is that?"

Jaina drew up beside Master Skywalker and introduced herself. "Hello. I'm Jaina Solo. And you are . . . "

"Gabriel. You can call me Chi. I'm pleased to meet you."

Attracted by the congregation on the landing pad, another of the Jedi students jogged to the center of the area. It was a Bothan, Chi surmised. And a beautiful one, at that. She must have sensed his thoughts, because she gave him a warm smile and a mischievous wink. "Hello, L'aysa," greeted Master Skywalker without turning around.

Chi smiled thinly. "Hello, L'aysa."

Master Skywalker decided to introduce the two. "Gabriel Tenzner, meet L'aysa Borsk."

The pretty Bothan female replied, a smile on her face. "Charmed, Gabriel."

"As am I. And you can call me Chi, if you'd like."

L'aysa's creamy brown fur rippled. Chi wasn't sure what to make of that. He knew that the movement of fur on a Bothan was similar to the variety of facial expressions that humans expressed their emotions through.

"L'aysa, would you show Gabriel here his quarters?"

The Bothan's fur rippled, pleased. "Yes, Master Skywalker."

Chi picked up his two duffels and followed the Bothan. He decided to try and break the ice. "So, how long have you been a student here?"

"Not very long, only about a month."

A stupid question, but in retrospect, it seemed genius compared to his next inquiry. "How old are you?"

She seemed a bit taken aback, but nevertheless answered the question. "I am sixteen Standard years old." She paused briefly. "How many years have you completed?"

"Fifteen."

L'aysa slowed her quick pace and seemed to consider that. Chi was amazed by his new surroundings. The lush jungle on one side, the ancient stone ziggurat on the other. Absorbing the incredible sights and sounds, he picked up his pace to match L'aysa's brisk walk. He posed a question. "I haven't seen many people around. Why's that?"

"Ah. You have arrived just as Master Skywalker has given us a four-week leave to relax, and visit our homeworlds. He does, however, expect us to continue our exercises though we do not have regular classes. I have decided to stay here on Yavin 4 to study my Jedi exercises, as well as to learn more about the wildlife of this place."

Chi didn't have time to respond. They stopped in front of a door on one of the upper levels of the dormitory temple. L'aysa nudged open the door gently, holding the door for Chi as he sidestepped across the threshold into his room. So this was to be his home for his tenure at the Jedi Academy. Chi dropped his bags onto the floor and sat in one of the chairs that was already positioned in a corner of the room. L'aysa turned and was about to leave, but paused and did an about face. "Would you like to go for a walk in the jungle? I could introduce you to some of my friends and fellow Jedi trainees. We could attempt to help you begin to use your Force abilities to do small tasks, such as lift rocks or sense the presence of small animals. . . ."

There was definitely an edge of hopefulness to her voice as she spoke, but Chi decided it better to rest, saving his energy. "Maybe later. I'm exhausted from my trip here, but I'd be glad to join you for a walk this afternoon."

Her light brown fur rippled, and Chi sensed that it meant she was pleased. "Very well. Have a pleasant rest."

"Thanks. See you later."

With that, she closed the door, and it clicked shut with a soft thwack. Chi laid out on the sleeping pallet, and glanced at the chrono on his wrist. 1000 hours, Standard. He set it to wake him at 1300. Giving the room a quick once-over with his tired eyes, Chi let his heavy eyelids slide shut. Within minutes he was asleep, dreaming pleasant dreams.

- - - -

Chi awoke, disoriented by his new surroundings. He quickly remembered where he was and glanced down at his chrono. 1530 hours. He sighed. Well, it would be best not to keep L'aysa waiting any longer. Sitting upright quickly, he felt momentarily dizzy as a headrush entered his brain. Shaking the fuzziness out of his vision, he rubbed his eyes, refreshed. He reached into the bag with a red tag on the handle, indicating his garment bag. Searching through it, he found a comfortable, all-purpose jumpsuit, one of several he had brought, along with some less utilitarian clothing.

He slipped on the light grey jumpsuit over his white undershirt and zipped up the half-body zipper on its front side. Reaching into his pocket, he withdrew a small band. He held his long brown hair back in one and looped the band around it with the other, creating a pony tail. It was a hairstyle that he's grown fond of, as it expressed his individuality, he thought. With a smile to his mirror, he headed out the door, locking it behind him.

- - - -

As it turned out, L'aysa hadn't been waiting very long at all. He was able to catch up to her as she speedily walked across the anteroom to the great hall, where lessons would begin again in less than a month. Her fur rippled as he crossed the floor to meet her. He called a greeting out to her. "L'aysa! Hello!"

"Hello, Chi. I trust you had a pleasant rest?"

"Ah, yes, very. I feel refreshed now. Are we still on for a walk in the jungle?"

She smiled. "Of course."

"Lead the way."

- - - -

L'aysa and Chi walked into the jungle on a small, winding pathway. They met up with several of her friends on the way, and Chi, in turn, was introduced to Kalina D'arin, a human from Ord Mantell; Rooql Qoorygg, a Gand; and Teral 'Tracer' Lerask, a human from Mytus IV. The five of them had walked into the jungle to a serene spot by a pond, where Kalina said that the four often came. L'aysa spoke to Chi. "Would you like to try to use the Force to do a task?"

He nodded an affirmative. He was finally ready to put his abilities to some use, to learn how to improve his existing skills and learn new ones. "Very well. Lift that rock by the tree over there."

Chi closed his eyes, and concentrated, extending his right hand. The rock slowly lifted off the ground. Opening his eyes, he was pleased the see the rock hovering gently, several inches above the damp surface of the jungle floor. He let the rock come to rest on another rock, and the two stacked perfectly. Tracer spoke up. "Wow, that was pretty good, Chi. Hey, anybody up for a swim?"

Everyone except Rooql decided to jump into the cool, calm waters of the pool to refresh themselves. The Gand instead sat on a large rock, in meditation, which Chi suspected to be a mixture of the famed Gand intuition and learned Jedi techniques.

Chi finally felt at peace with himself. Here he was, on the jungle moon of Yavin 4. He had already practiced his Force technique with success, and had made the acquaintance of several friendly Jedi-in-training. He finally felt accepted, part of a team. He smiled. Tracer was the first to get out. Kalina playfully splashed him as he toweled off. The two ran off into the woods, laughing hysterically and chasing after each other.

L'aysa explained that Rooql would be returning to Gand soon, but she didn't know when. He told them that he was, in fact, to leave that very afternoon. With a few words of goodbye and wishes from the two swimmers to have a pleasant trip, the Gand departed, breathing heavily through his ammonia mask. Chi had learned about the Gand race during his studies. Ammonia breathers from the planet Gand, some of them possess natural intuition, which is why there are many Gand bounty hunters. They could predict with surprisingly accurate results where a target might be, or anticipate a move ahead of time. It was a little unsettling to Chi, but he knew that Rooql was, from what he had seen and heard that day, an honorable man and would never stoop to such lows.

L'aysa swam over to Chi, asking him a question. "Enjoying your first day, Chi?"

She had a mischievous glint in her eye as she addressed him. He light brown fur, now dark with moisture, glinted as droplets of water reflected the bright Yavin sun. "Uh, yes. Very much."

"Good, I'm glad," she replied in a soft tone, as she slid a finger down his cheek.

She reached her hands behind his head and undid the pony tail, sending hair cascading out in all directions. She pulled his head close to hers, and Chi put his hands at her waist. They embraced and kissed for a moment, but then he pulled away, a doubtful look on his face. He voiced the doubt swelling in the back of his mind. "I don't know. . . I've barely been here a day, and I hardly know you."

She drew back from him, pondering his last statement. "It's all right. I understand. I am sorry if I have made you feel uncomfortable." She tried to hold her composure, but she had a hurt look on her face.

"No, no. . . I just, I, er, um." Words tumbled around uselessly inside his head. "No, I'm not uncomfortable, it's just that. . . I'd like to get to know you better."

L'aysa's spirits seemed to rise with that comment. She smiled once again, and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Let's get acquainted," she said in a teasing voice, a seductive glint in her eye all but melting his resistance. He put his head to hers and they kissed for what, to Chi, seemed like only a short while. She drew back and regarded his bare chest. She was impressed at the hard muscles of his torso, and lingered over his abs as she drew back to lean against the bank of the pond. Chi glanced down, but did a double take. What the hell? What happened to my shorts? She wouldn't. . . would she? Oh great, now what am I gonna do?

L'aysa apparently detected his thoughts, and she chuckled, amused. She brought one of her hands out from the water, holding his sopping wet shorts. Laughing, she said, "Looking for these?"

With a feigned growl and a lunge, Chi dove after her, trying to recover his shorts (and his dignity). "Hey, I want to get out! Give me my damn shorts back!" He said with mock seriousness.

L'aysa giggled. "Oh, go ahead. I won't look." She put her hands over her eyes.

He climbed quickly out of the water and scrambled to his towel, wrapping around his waist and shooting a self-satisfied grin at L'aysa. She also climbed onto the shore, toweling herself off and slipping her vest and pants back on. Chi did the same with his loose jumpsuit. Chi elbowed her playfully, chiding her for her "childish stunt."



Laughing and talking, the two strolled back to the academy on one of the many winding pathways through the jungle.

- - - -

The remaining weeks of downtime passed quickly. Chi had been introduced to many of the new students at the academy and was preparing to start his real training.

The morning had finally come. He woke and rose from his sleeping pallet, shielding his eyes from the bright Yavin sunrise. Looking himself over in the mirror over the cistern, he combed his long, dark hair and tied it back in a pony-tail. He pulled on a fresh jumpsuit on over his shorts and undershirt. Stowing his dirty jumpsuit in his closet, he washed his face and prepared to exit his room.

He stepped out across the threshold and locked the door. He began a slow walk towards the turbolift chute, hoping to perhaps run into one of his friends. In most of the rooms, he could sense Jedi students rising and preparing for the day's lesson.

Tracer rounded a corner, and before he could speak a word, Chi said, "Morning, Tracer."

"Ah, hi, Chi. How're things?"

"Pretty good. How about yourself?"

"Not too bad myself, actually. You ready for your first lesson?"

Chi frowned slightly and shrugged. "Ready as I'll ever be. I'm already confident in my limited abilities, so I'm really ready to begin to put them to some use."

Tracer nodded approvingly. The two walked into the turbolift and sped downwards. Seconds later, they emerged from the transport into the anteroom of the great hall. Chi drew in a deep breath, and entered the room, with Tracer leading the way.

- - - -

"So what do you think of him?" Kalina asked of L'aysa.

"Who?" she replied, an innocent tone in her voice, but with a mischievous grin on her face.

Kalina elbowed her gently. "Oh, don't play stupid. You know who I'm talking about. Chi."

"Oh, him. Well. . . Oh here they come now."

She waved to the two boys and they came over to where L'aysa and Kalina sat, awaiting Master Skywalker's lesson. "Morning, L'aysa, Kalina," said Chi.

Tracer greeted the two. "Where's Rooql? Isn't he back from Gand yet?"

Kalina replied, "No. He's going to be back tomorrow, I think."

Theirs and a few dozen other conversations filled the room, but as Master Skywalker strode confidently into the room, accompanied by his assistant, Tionne, the conversations died down quickly. He smiled and began a short speech. "Good morning, students. I trust that all of you enjoyed your break?"

Nods and murmurs of agreement rippled through the assembled Jedi trainees. "This morning, I will merely be supervising and describing your assignments for today. Tionne will handle most of the lesson. Today is more of a history lesson. Please, listen, and enjoy."



"She is an excellent musician," whispered L'aysa to Chi. "She also tells us of Jedi history in her ballads. They are really quite beautiful."

Chi gazed down at Tionne from the top of the amphitheater-like hall. She was beautiful. Her silvery-white hair and slightly pointed ears gave her an elfin, ethereal, and striking appearance. She began to sing and play on her self-constructed instrument. Her voice and strumming filled his ears. Indeed she was a very talented musician. However, not just music filled the ears of the students. The light side of the Force flowed freely throughout the room, captivating the students, some of whom closed their eyes, listening intently. Chi felt any tension in the room disappear as the beautiful ballad drifted through the immense room.

The ballad concluded, and Chi was amazed. "You're right, she is a very talented musician. That was quite a song."

"And she claims it's not one of her better works," grumbled Tracer.

Master Skywalker stepped to the center of the platform in the front of the room. Tionne smiled and bowed to him as she stood from her seat and moved to sit on a bench near the wall of the room. He instructed them in what they were to do as an assignment. When he was finished describing their "homework," a flood of students exited the few points of ingress to the immense hall.

They four rose from their seats and headed for the door. "Shall we perform our assignment now?" asked L'aysa.

The other three nodded agreement and headed for the jungle. They took a winding pathway into the jungle, eventually coming to a clearing. They came to rest beside a pile of huge rocks, ideally suited to the task at hand. The Jedi Master had told his students to find heavy objects, and manipulate them with their abilities.

Chi took the initiative, saying, "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get to work."

He stretched out with the Force, closing his eyes and reaching towards one of the largest rocks with his arm. He strained with effort, but couldn't lift it. It was too big. Suddenly, he sensed the rock lift. He opened his eyes and saw L'aysa doing the same thing that he was. He could feel her Force power through his mind, and it strengthened him, as his power helped her. They dropped the rock, and it fell with a thump to the ground, rolling against a thick tree trunk.

"Thanks," offered Chi.

"My pleasure."

Chi looked over to his right and saw Kalina and Tracer engaged in a similar activity. After about two hours, the four were next to exhausted from their efforts. Kalina was especially tired, never having done such heavy lifting before, even with help. She lay down on the soft ground of the jungle and fell asleep within minutes. Tracer sat next to her, panting slightly, sweat rolling down his brow. He wiped his forehead and let his eyes close.

L'aysa took Chi's hand. "Shall we go for a walk?"

He grinned broadly. "Why not?"

- - - -

Rooql struggled valiantly to bring the Night Searcher under control. He cursed in his native tongue as he gave the status display a read. He had less than fifteen percent shields and engines, and was losing life support. He breathed a huge sigh of relief as he noticed that his hyperdrive was not completely destroyed. It was a desperate gamble, but he was close to the Yavin system. The attacking craft lanced out with heavy laser cannons, some splashing off of his remaining deflectors, some scoring hits on his charred hull. Rooql made a lightning quick course change, and engaged the hyperdrive.

He cursed as he remembered his failing hull integrity. If he had a hull breach. . . he didn't walk to consider that. He checked his functional sensors, and was surprised to discover that the ship had broken off its pursuit.



The trip to the Yavin system was short, only a few hours. He dropped out of hyperspace and found himself perilously close to the gas giant for which the system was named. His hull integrity was critical and he had lost life support. He had no choice but to abandon ship. Gathering the possessions that he kept on his ship, he walked hastily to the ship's lone escape pod. He sighed. It was a fine ship, and he hated to lose it. But life was more important than anything.

With a final glance into the passenger compartment, he ducked into the lifeboat and jettisoned. He watched the Night Searcher fall away into the red giant as his pod spiraled down to the jungle moon. At least he would reach his destination.

He winced as his ship plunged into the planet, with a brilliant flare of red and orange, for just an instant. His escape pod plummeted toward the moon, spiraling as it went. He was torn with emotion. He would be seeing his friends again and would be returning to what he knew was his true calling. On the other hand, his family had been attacked by a group of terrorists, and he had barely made it out alive. He felt that the should join them, to honor their sacrifice so that he could escape.

No, no. Rooql must return to the Academy and keep training so that he can become a Jedi. Jedi. That word filled him with confidence and buoyed his spirit. He suddenly felt a whole lot better, despite the fact that everything had gone wrong since he had left for his beloved homeworld of Gand.

- - - -

Tracer grunted loudly as Chi's wooden stick crashed into his with a cracking of wood and a flurry of sweat. Tracer broke from the deadlock and hit Chi in the leg with his stick.

"Ha. You just lost a leg."

He regarded Tracer with a casual glance. "Oh well. I wasn't even using the Force."

"Oh really? How about you use the Force this time?"

Chi detected the challenge in Tracer's voice, and decided that he really had nothing to prove. "Sure, whatever. Let's go."

Tracer brought his stick up to a ready position. Chi stretched out with the Force and let it begin to guide him. At once he was a flurry of limbs, parrying Tracer so quickly that he couldn't quite comprehend his own moves. "Convinced, Tracer?"

"Not really," he said with a thin smile, jabbing at Chi, to no avail.

- - - -

Watching the two spar with wooden sticks amused Kalina, but L'aysa was impressed with Chi's seemingly natural fighting abilities. She once again brought up the question that she had never gotten a response to. "So, L'aysa, what do you think of Chi."

The Bothan's fur rippled in discomfort. "Uh, well, er. . ."

Kalina at once knew. "Ah. You like him. A lot, don't you?" she teased.

"Uh, well, I guess. . ."

"Uh huh. You guess."

"Oh fine, yes. He's strong and handsome, smart, strong in the Force. What the hell is there not to like in him?"

Kalina said nothing, but she nodded in satisfaction. "So, what happened at the lake after we left?"

L'aysa's creamy fur rippled in surprise. "None of your business."



Kalina rolled her eyes. "Oh sure, nothing happened. Come on, just tell me."

The Bothan help up the "I'm not telling" face for another few moments, then she resigned. "Oh, fine. After you left, well, we kissed. There's not much to tell, really. Oh, wait, I did steal his shorts. . ."

Kalina had an expression of incredulous amusement on her face. "You what?" she said, laughing.

"You heard me. He didn't even notice until he began to get out!"

Kalina rolled over on her side, laughing hysterically. Between laughs, she managed to speak. "Did he get out. . . naked?"

The Bothan nodded. "But I had my eyes closed."

"I bet."

- - - -

"She did what?"

"Oh, c'mon. You heard me. She stole my shorts while we were kissing."

Tracer laughed so hard he nearly fell off the bench where he was resting. "Gods, that's the funniest thing I've heard in ages."

"Glad you approve."

Tracer let his side-splitting laughter fade out. Between choked breaths, he said something. "Hey. . . there's. . . Kalina and L'asya," he choked out, poking Chi teasingly in the ribs.

Kalina spoke. "You boys put on a good show."

Tracer spoke with feigned indignity. "Show! Ha!"

"Nice, boys, let the ladies have a turn here," said Kalina, grabbing Tracer's wooden combat stick out of his hands with a jerk.

Chi looked up. "Hey, I don't want to interrupt your little spat here, but what's that in the sky?"

The others looked up at the small black dot that was quickly descending on a course to land at the Academy. Tracer made an observation. "Looks too small to be a ship. An escape pod, maybe."

The others remained silent as the pod sped towards the ground. Little flashes of light from the rapidly growing shape indicated maneuvering thrusters being fired. It grew steadily louder and larger.

"It's Rooql!" exclaimed Chi. "I can feel his presence!"

L'aysa confirmed his feelings. The pod was on the ground now, smoking and hissing as clouds of dust stirred by the abrupt landing swirled around the escape craft. The hatch swung open, to reveal Rooql, alive but battered. "Rooql! What happened to you? Where's your ship?" exclaimed Kalina.

"Rooql. . . was attacked. They. . . killed his family. He barely. . . survived." was all the Gand could muster.

Agreeing on a course of action, Chi and Tracer supported him as they slowly walked to Master Skywalker's chambers. The Gand tried to stammer words, but he couldn't muster the energy. "Save your strength, Rooql." said Chi.

Master Skywalker, probably sensing the trouble in their minds, was waiting outside his chamber. "Rooql! What has happened?"



"Rooql will tell Master Skywalker everything, in his own time. Rooql is very tired. He needs to rest."

Skywalker considered the request, but refused it, offering a better alternative. "Why don't you sit in my chamber, and I'll put you into a Jedi healing trance. When you are revived, you can tell me what happened."

"Rooql thinks that is a good idea. Please proceed."

Skywalker and Rooql stepped into the chamber and Skywalker closed the door. "Hey, Tracer. What do you think?"

"About what happened to Rooql? I really don't know why or who or anything. Looks like he was ambushed or something."

"Yeah, but why? He probably never did anything to anyone."

"True, but he once told me that his family ran one of the most well-known and respected shipping companies on Gand. Could it have been a rival company or something?"

Chi shivered, remembering how his parents had been killed at their company by a rival shipping magnate. "Beats me. I suppose we should see what we can do after he comes out of his healing trance."

Tracer just nodded and murmured quiet agreement. He glanced down at his chrono, then addressed Chi. "Oh, man. I gotta go. I promised my parents I'd send them a transmission over an hour ago. Don't want to be any later than I already am!"

He smacked Chi on the back, wishing him good luck. Good luck? What in the hell is he talking about? "Crazy man."

He suddenly felt a presence in the Force, approaching him. He whipped around, hoping to surprise his mystery follower. He turned quickly. . . No one. He decided that it must have been a fluke. . . "Oooff!"

"Gotcha!" teased a familiar voice.

"Gods, L'aysa, what the hell are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?"

She smacked his playfully on his arm helped him up. "No. Just practicing my pursuit skills."

"Mm hm. I'm sure," he said, his voice full of playful sarcasm. "So that's what Tracer was talking about. . . hey, wait a second. What the. . .? How did he know you were there and I didn't. . ."

"We work in mysterious ways, darling." She teased.

Wait a minute. Darling? Did she just call me darling? "Did you just say what I think you said?"

"Mm hm."

The two embraced for a moment, then she whispered in his ear. "I love you. We're going to have so many good times together. . ." she trailed off and they began to kiss.

He knew it was true, that he loved her. He knew that they would be together and have good times. . .He knew it to be true. He felt it.



To Be Continued. . .

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