CHAPTER 7 OF THE PHOENIX AND THE WOLVERINE.

XXX

The Xavier, Deck 1, The Bridge.

Q junior stared at the being before him; then quickly checked on Laura who was perfectly frozen in place; still looking at the viewscreen.

"Don't worry; I have stopped time...something you will not be able to do any longer."

Q Junior stood up and approached the man warily.

He had chosen his favourite avatar of a man in his 50s dressed in the butternut Uniform of the Confederate States Military Forces.

His rank was that of a three star general; and thus liked to be called 'General Q'.

Q Junior had every reason to fear this particular Q; for he was the one who took away his powers during his time on the USS Voyager and he was also the one who had been adamant that Q Junior remain powerless even after he had learnt his lesson.

That would have been the case if not for his parents; who had bargained with the leaders of the Q Continuum.

"What are you doing here ?" asked Q Junior tersely " and what do you mean by me not been able to freeze time any longer ?"

General Q walked around the ship; looking over the consoles and finally stopping infront of the frozen Laura.

"I must say; that I am impressed. I bet against a few Qs that this 'project' would not last 2weeks," he laughed dryly " I still stand by what I believe but maybe you just need a few more months to get bored before you give up."

Q Junior inserted himself between the General and Laura.

"Stay away from her."

The older Q looked at him and smirked. "Or what ? You are now basically the 'thing' you falsely described yourself as ; so what can you do to me ?"

Q Junior glared at him. " What the hell are you talking about ?"

"It means he has taken most of your powers son."

The two turned to see Q senior had joined them and from the way he was glaring at the General; it was obvious he was not a happy camper.

"Ah, Q; so good of you to join us," exclaimed General Q in a cheerful voice.

Q walked up to him and stuck his face very close to the older Q. " I thought you agreed for me to be here before you told him what you had done."

The General looked up at the ceiling with a thoughtful look on his face.

" Did I ? I must have forgotten," he grinned at the indignant Q and continued walking around the bridge looking at the various machines.

Q Junior felt an emotion similar to fear start to build up in his chest. " Father; what's happened ?"

The General spoke before Q could say a word.

"What has occurred is that you have 'bent' a number of laws young Q; which is the reason you haven't lost all your powers."

Q Junior glared at him. " I explained fully to the leaders of the Q continuum what I was about to do before I did it and also gave full guarantee that my father would be watching over me while I did it."

The General nodded. " And yes you did...however I was not on the panel that day and thus was unable to point out to my soft hearted colleagues the so-many ways your intervention could go oh-so-terribly wrong."

The smile disappeared from his face and he disappeared only to appear face to face to a very nervous Q Junior.

"Since the day you built this ship; you have found loopholes around our 'own' version of the Prime Directive! You plucked these 3 out of a timeline and expect them to save those idiots!

When will you learn that there is a balance to how the universe works and survives ?"

Q Junior swallowed nervously but maintained eye contact.

" What exactly did I do wrong ?"

The General rolled his eyes at the ceiling. "Where do I start ?"

"1st calling yourself an EMEH; despite the fact that you have a trio of very distrustful and suspicious humans on board. How do you think they will react when you have to tell them what you 'really' are ?"

Q Junior opened his mouth to talk then shut it quickly.

"Ah-ha! You didn't think of that did you ?"

"He's not the first to do so General, if I recall you have done so as well. Remember the United States Civil War ?" pointed out Q senior in a hard voice.

The General was not fazed. " Oh yes I remember that well; and I also recall that it caused an absolute disaster. That is why I have suggested time and time again we tell the younger races who and we are when we intervene."

He continued. " 2nd; you took them almost 400 years into the future; do you realize how much damage that could do to the existing timeline ?"

"I took only 3 people and I checked and researched and saw that there would a very minimal impact in taking them this far."

The General nodded. " Oh yes research is good; but youngling do you really understand the significance of what you did ? I think not."

"And third; but certainly not least; what will you do when some of them die ? It could be the captain; the good 'psychotic doctor'...I must say her power levels are quite impressive or your little clawed friend here ?"

"I won't let that happen !" yelled Q Junior.

"And that is what I am afraid of!" roared General Q.

There was silence for several moments.

"Youngling; you do not have the capacity to deal with the deaths of mortals in your care. There have been Qs who have gotten too attached to the mortals they interacted with and failed saving them.

Those Qs who had been around for several millennia; became destructive and we had to judge them and end them. While you; are still a child and already has a rap sheet that gives me nightmares!"

Q Junior put his head down in shame only to feel a supportive hand on his left shoulder.

"My son is more capable then you know," said Q senior in a firm voice.

General Q looked at him. "Well done to you for having such faith in him but I am not prepared to take that chance."

He turned away and looked at the view screen showing the planet with it's 3 moons.

"What are you planning to do ?" asked Q Junior in a cowed voice.

General Q looked at him. " It's not what I am planning; it's more like what I have done and what you will do next."

Father and son gave him a puzzled look.

"I have placed a beacon on the planet below so that it would give your crew more of an incentive to visit it."

"Why ?" asked Q Junior.

"So that this whole intervention thing speeds up and we can then make our final decision."

"What kind of decision ?" asked Q Junior; now very worried.

"There will come a time when they will realize you are...or was different. That is a Q.

One of them already knows...the Phoenix; but for some personal reason she has not told the good doctor.

However once they find out...and trust me when I say it's better now than later...there will be hell to pay especially if they decide to deal with the Colonials."

"You're not taking them back to their timeline ?" asked Q Junior hopefully.

The General looked at him with narrowed eyes for a long time; that had been his intention at first and he had been expecting the teen Q to storm off or throw a tantrum but the boy seemed to be missing another very important point.

"Q Junior; you do realize that I have reduced your abilities."

The teen rolled his eyes. " Yeah you mentioned it; but you have not answered my question; are you taking them back ?"

The General thought hard before answering. "No; whether they help or don't help the colonials they get to stay in this timeline..."

Q Junior sighed in relief.

"...unless all three state they want to return before they reach Earth."

Father and son stared at him

He continued. " Anyway; I have to leave now; lot's of work back at the office. I advise you to quickly figure out what you can do and can no longer do. Also; your parents will not be able to speak to you or assist you until this whole thing is over."

He turned to go. "By the by; because you bent more than enough rules; you will be watched closely and may or may not be tried in the Court for not following our Prime Directive. Q senior; don't make it a long goodbye."

Then before they could reply he vanished in a flash of light.

There was silence for a long moment.

Q senior turned to his son. "Junior; listen to me. I have been in this situation more than once; he's right; you have to tell them soon."

"But..." began Junior.

"I don't have much time; I have to go back to your mother before she starts another Q Civil War. She promised to wait before she challenged the General to a duel."

Q Junior's eyes widened.

"However; just thought you should know; things around that planet that Logan and Jean went to are about to go 'extremely' south. Take care and keep your head."

He hugged his son and disappeared before Q Junior could say a word.

"Q; why are you standing?"

He turned to see Laura looking at him strangely; she saw the worry on his face.

"What's wrong ?"

For the first time he was at loss for words. "Em...I need to check something that I forgot about. See you in a moment."

He left the bridge hurriedly; not seeing the puzzled look on Laura's face.

Since when did computer programs forget things ?

XXXI

Jean closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The air smelt fresh and the sun felt good on her face.

"Atmosphere and gravity almost identical to Earth's own," remarked Logan as he looked at the tricorder in his hand.

Jean felt her mouth curve into a surprised smile. Who would have thought that Logan would learn how one of those devices worked ?

"What else does it say ?"

The captain kept looking at the tricorder; then frowned. " Not entirely sure; I just figured out how to use this stuff last week; on the last planet fall it was Laura and Junior who were the techno-experts."

Jean took the tricorder from him. "We're not far from the ruins; and the radio signal is stronger. We have exactly 29 minutes until the solar eclipse occurs."

Logan looked around; he had landed the Delta Flyer beta amongst tall leafy trees. At the moment he could see only green bushy vegetation and no other signs of life. "Sensing anything Jean ?"

She shook her head. "Just the feline like creatures."

"Big cats ?" asked Logan as he cracked his knuckles in readiness.

"Yeah, but they are pretty shy and also far from here, come on let's head to the ruins. I don't want to miss the solar eclipse." She set off on a brisk walk.

Logan looked around once more before closing the hatch; he typed a few instructions on the door controls and the ship's white and blue outer covering became camouflage thus blending in with the environment.

He turned to go and saw Jean had stopped and was watching him with a question in her eyes.

"Just a precaution Jean."

XXXII

Logan tried contacting the Xavier to inform the others of their arrival but all they got was static. "Guess the signal is still very poor," said Logan

Jean nodded."By the way; pretty good flying."

Logan looked at her and grinned. "Glad you think so; you should have seen the look on Q Junior's face the first time I crashed the flying simulator.

After I did so the next 6 times; he told me that he as an EMEH would be terrified as a passenger if I flew one for real."

"Thanks for telling me this after we landed Captain," said Jean in a dry voice.

Within minutes they arrived at a bunch of crumbling low walls which had been laid out in a semi-circular pattern; there was a moderate sized building in the centre. It looked worn but still strong and it had only one entrance.

Logan cast a critical eye over it. "I wonder how old it is."

"3000 years and 6 months," promptly answered Jean as she used the tricorder to scan the exterior " at least that's what this device says."

She paused when she came upon a set of letters by entrance.

"Logan you need to see this."

He walked over to her and gazed at the letters for a long time.

"Is that...?"

"Yes it is...Latin, very old Latin." The two looked at each other.

"Correct me if I'm wrong; but humans didn't discover star travel until Americans landed on the moon in 1960," said Logan.

Jean shook her head. " The Americans were not the first in space; it was the Russians. But I get where you're coming from; who ever built this either originated on this planet or travelled to Earth from here."

"So you're saying aliens migrated to Earth 3000 years ago ?" asked Logan in a sceptic tone.

"Possibly," said Jean " there are ancient lore that depicted 'gods' descending from the heavens and 'blessing' or 'destroying' mere mortals. A lot of scientists have argued that this proved advanced aliens visited Earth millennia ago."

Logan looked at the text once more. "Whatever you say; can you interpret it ?"

"My latin is a bit rusty but I think it says...Hera's temple."

Logan frowned. "Hera is a greek goddess."

"Yes; there is more...any of the thirteen may enter...then the rest is faded out."

The two share a puzzled look.

"Well...we might as well go in and check it out," said Jean as she walked in.

"Is that wise ?" asked Logan as he hurried after her " what if its booby-trapped ? In an Indiana-Jones way ?"

"I still want to have a look besides the radio signal is coming from inside this temple" said Jean stubbornly as she put on a bright search light.

"Okay, if you insist," said Logan as his senses went into hyper alert mode; something did not sit right. He suddenly remembered the Alien movie when Lieutenant Ellen Ripley was concerned about exploring the huge alien ship.

Well; if there were any such 'eggs' in this temple; he had a few photon torpedoes with their names on it.

XXXIII

Jean kept moving forward; the inside of the temple had only one long wide corridor; no side rooms. She and Logan finally came to a door at the end of the corridor. It was closed and on the stone door was a handprint.

"Locked doors could mean trouble," said Logan.

Jean used the tricorder on it. " Or useful information; this is a human sized handprint; which means humans may have built it. I can't detect any radiation or poisonous gases and the signal is coming from behind this door."

She gave the tricorder to Logan and began to remove her right leather glove.

"Wait, what are you doing ?" asked Logan in alarm. Jean looked at him.

"It will be alright...I feel I need to do this...now," then she trust out her hand and slammed it into the depression.

The area around her right hand glowed red; then a female electronic voice spoke startling the two. "Please state your home planet."

The two humans looked at each other.

"I don't like this Jean; we should leave," said Logan in a worried tone.

"Answer does not co-relate with my memory; please state your home planet," asked the electronic voice again.

"Earth! " answered Jean ; while Logan stared at her in surprise.

There was silence for a bit; then the area around the hand began to glow blue.

"Welcome; children of the Thirteenth Tribe."

Jean withdrew her hand as the door began to slide backwards. She and Logan gazed at the revealing doorway.

"Jean this is..."

"Dangerous ?" added the telepath " I can't sense any other sentient life or ill intent; but the Phoenix feels this is very important and should not be ignored.

And to date she has never been wrong." She took the tricorder from Logan.

"Come on; I still want to see the eclipse after this."

The interior was a wide circular chamber; the walls began to glow with a pale yellowish light as they entered; the only thing in the middle was a pulpit-like structure made out of stone. As the two went near it they could hear a soft pinging sound. It was the source of the radio signal.

Jean used the scanner on it. "This is definitely the source of the transmission."

"Can you figure out what its saying," said Logan as he looked around the empty room. He was relieved to see no egg-like pods.

"No; it's more like an old locating beacon," she looked at the top of the podium. "There's another handprint here." She moved her hand towards it.

"Jean don't! " shouted Logan. She stopped her hand inches from it.

"We don't know what that will activate...it could be a bomb or virus or something deadly. I think we should leave and come back with Q Junior he may be able to take apart that thing and identify any bugs or problems."

Jean was silent for a long while then she looked at him; her eyes were pure black.

Uh Oh, thought Logan.

"Captain; you have no idea how important this is."

Then her eyes cleared and Jean was back; she took one look at Logan and knew who had been talking to him.

"What did she do ?" she asked in a frantic voice.

"Nothing," said Logan in a soothing voice " she just said this part is very important...I think we should listen to her."

"What...why?" asked Jean in a scared voice as she moved away from the podium.

"Because...you said she's always right and I have a bad feeling; ignoring her advice would not be wise." The two looked at each other for several moments.

Jean took a deep breath walked back to the podium; she put her hand over the handprint then pressed down.

Suddenly there was a sound like a bell ringing and 5 shadowy people strode into the room from the only entrance and walked towards the podium

Snikt ! Logan's claws were out in a blink of an eye.

"Relax Logan; this is a holographic recording," said Jean as she moved back to stand beside the captain.

The five people were wearing long robes and hoods; the last two were having an argument of some kind. It was in ancient latin. The first person to reach the podium turned to them and gave what appeared to be a blistering command and they stopped shouting at each other.

Then they lined up facing the podium and the two mutants; then each removed their hoods; they were all human

"Are we recording this..." started Logan.

"Yes , yes just listen," said Jean impatiently as she held the tri-corder towards the podium.

The two mutants looked at the recording of 5 humans; two women and 3 men. One of the men stepped forward; he was the one who had reprimanded the other two; he spoke for several minutes and also seemed to introduce the other four. As he spoke there was obvious sadness and regret on his face.

Logan had a feeling whatever he was describing did not have a happy ending.

Each of the 5 spoke as well; then the leader ended it with the following words.

"Ego vobis valedico."

The five proceeded to walk out and began to vanish before they reached the doorway. Logan and Jean stared at where they had disappeared.

"What was that ?"

"The last words were 'I say goodbye to you," Jean looked back at the podium; the pinging sound had stopped " the radio is no longer transmitting."

Logan looked around the empty room; his gut feeling was telling him they had to leave now.

"Jean we need to..." then the whole building shook; he quickly looked at her.

She was shaking her head frantically. " It wasn't me ! or the Phoenix!"

There was a second shake; worse than the first and dust fell from the ceilings. Both looked at each other and started running to the door.

This was the beginning of a natural earthquake.

XXXIV

The Xavier, Deck 1 corridor; shortly after the departure of the Delta flyer...

The first thing Q Junior did once he was in the corridor was try to stop time.

It failed; he tried to translocate himself as all members of the Q continuum could and it also failed. He tried so many other things that he used to do with a mere thought and they failed also.

Q Junior suddenly found himself hyperventilating; he tried phasing through metal and was relieved it still worked so did the solidification and increasing of body-mass density abilities.

He sat down on the corridor and put in his head in his hands; trying to understand what the General had done. Part of him wanted to scream and shout; while part of him was telling him to calm down.

The sound of the doors opening had him trying to get up quickly but Laura caught sight of him sitting on the floor.

"Q, what is going on? You are beginning to worry me," said Laura in a wary voice.

He stared at her for a long time; he contemplated lying ; then remembered her words. " Trust has to be earned."

"Laura, I...there is something I need to tell you...all 3 of you."

She looked at him oddly. He opened his mouth to continue.

"Warning; new ships have entered vicinity and are changing course to intercept. Weapon's energy build-up noted."

The two teens stared at each other in shock.

"Erect full shields; ready weapons but do not fire !" ordered Q Junior as he and Laura ran back onto the bridge.

XXXV

Raptor one.

Lieutenant Sharon Agathon saw two things once she jumped into the Corona system.

The planet which Starbuck called Hera and the strange ship in orbit.

Her first thought was that the cylons had arrived first; then she realized she did not recognize this ship model.

"Frak! The cylons got here before us!" said Kara angrily as she powered up her weapons and brought them to bear on the strange vessel that was still out of range.

"Starbuck; hold your fire!" said Sharon quickly " there's only one ship and if the cylons were coming ; they would arrive with heavy and light raiders and at least a basestar ! Then again this does not look like any of the cylon ships!"

"She's got a point and beside this ship is not showing up normally on the DRADIS; it may be due to the EMP from the sun or...," his voice trailed off as he noticed something on his sensors "...new DRADIS contacts!"

Before he finished speaking; one basestar appeared; accompanied by heavy and light cylon raiders.

The cylons had finally arrived.

XXXVI

The Bridge; Deck 1; the Xavier.

"I have detected new contacts using a new form of FTL and they are now between us and the 1st group; this new arrival is also powering up weapons."

Q Junior swallowed nervously as he tried to recall how Aunt Janeway would have handled a similar situation. If only he could get her here.

"We need to get Jean and Logan back," stated Laura "Xavier, can you raise them ?"

"The EMP is not allowing any transmissions and the transporters will not work; by the way the new contacts have dispatched ships to the surface and their largest ship is turning to face us."

The viewscreen magnified to show the strange ship which looked like two Ys attached to each other by the axis; facing opposite directions.

"Thos ships..." said Laura as she recognised them " Xavier, scan for areas of weakness and locations of the power batteries and weapons."

"Scanning now."

Q Junior looked at her. " What are you doing ?"

Laura walked to the helm and activated the weapons console.

"Preparing for battle; we're Jean and Logan's best hope of coming back from that planet alive."

"By starting a war?" asked Q Junior in shock.

She looked at him with a hard expression on her face. " They are sending fighters down to the surface and powering up weapons as they turn to us; I call that a potential act of aggression. I would rather hit first then later...unless you have a better suggestion."

"Yes I do; we try to communicate at least !" but deep down Q Junior knew there was a 90% change that the cylons would attack regardless of what he had to say.

"Scanning complete; there is lack of energy shields. However multiple areas of weakness exist; most vulnerable areas are the power batteries and weapons. However the mothership has launched a malware attack against my systems and was easily repelled and erased."

Q Junior gave a sigh of relief. His firewalls had worked.

At the beginning of this' intervention' he had been sure the cylons would not get past his defences but after General Q's visit he wasn't sure what other mischief the other Q had been up to.

"A computer virus attack ? Now that's an act of war " said Laura grimly bringing Q Junior back to the present chaotic situation.

"Let's try speaking at least."

"Why ?" demanded Laura.

Q Junior was developing a plan as he spoke. " You're right; that was an act of war; but speaking buys the captain and Jean time. I need to get down there and pick them up while you and Xavier distract the cylons."

Laura's eyes narrowed. " The what ?"

Q Junior cursed himself for saying the 'C' word. " I will explain later; but our main objective is to get our crew members back. Agreed ?"

She looked at him for a few moments. " Agreed; I will leave the questions for later but on one condition. I'm coming with you."

Q Junior opened his mouth to argue then stopped at the set stubborn look on her face. " Fine."

XXXVII

Aboard the Basestar; the CIC...

D'anna was standing beside Cavil and Boomer when their basestar jumped into the system.

"Ah the colonials are here and...who the frak is that ?"

D'anna moved closer to the viewscreen as the sensors noted the dimensions of the strange ship. One thing she was very sure about was this was not a colonial ship.

"There are 3 Colonial Raptors, 6 vipers and one unidentified ship which does not fit any of the colonial designs. However it has a name on the side called 'Xavier'. The colonial ships are moving towards the surface of the nearest planet."

"Hack into the new ship's computer," ordered Cavil.

D'anna looked at him in surprise. "Wait! We don't know who that is or where they are from ?"

Boomer's eyes narrowed. " You think it may belong to the thirteenth tribe?"

"If that this is case then hacking into their systems and taking control is even more important," said Cavil in a hard voice. "Do it."

Boomer nodded and ignored the pleading look on D'anna's face as she sent the malware.

A few seconds later; the Eight gasped in shock when the viral attack was repulsed and destroyed. "That's impossible."

"What happened ?" asked a worried D'anna.

"It...they destroyed the malware; I have never seen firewalls like these..."her voice trailed off. " We're been hailed."

Cavil and D'anna looked at each other.

"Put it on speaker," ordered the One.

"Hello, this is the Xavier; how may I help you today ?" said a calm male voice.

"Who is this and what are you doing here ?" asked Cavil in a deadly tone.

"In case you didn't hear me the first time; this is the Xavier," continued the calm voice "and the answer to your second question is...the purpose of this ship's presence is classified."

"What ?" asked Cavil in surprise.

"That means you do not have authorization mister."

D'anna and Boomer looked at each other; there was something odd about that voice; it didn't sound...human.

"Xavier...are you an AI ?" asked D'anna tentatively.

"AI meaning Artificial Intelligence...you still don't have authorization to know that either," said the calm voice.

Cavil's face darkened with anger. " You will tell me this instance who you are and what you're doing in this system!"

"Why ?"

The veins on the One's face swelled as he tried in vain to contain his rage. "Listen to me you stupid machine...I know exactly what you are. You are a slave to some worthless bag of flesh...I am the leader of the cylons."

Boomer and D'anna looked at him in alarm.

"You will obey me and tell me what I want to know!"

"And if I don't ?"

"You will be boarded and destroyed!"

There was silence for a few seconds.

"You still don't have authorization."

Cavil ordered Boomer to terminate transmission then turned to D'anna with a livid glare in his eyes. "Launch raiders and get one of your sisters to capture that ship intact and whoever is on board it alive. Then dispatch 6 more heavy raiders for the temple. Boomer; Caprica Six , you and I are going down there at once."

D'anna took one look at his expression and wisely kept her opinions to herself.

"I don't think they will let us on; what do we do then ?"

Cavil turned to leave the room. "Then tell the raiders to destroy it if they can't get on board."

D'anna turned back to look at the strange ship. Somehow she knew that Cavil had made a terrible mistake.

"Start jamming the radio waves; launch squadron one to capture the new ship and squadron two will take us four down to the surface."

A golden centurion who had been silent the entire time; nodded before leaving the CIC to carry out his orders.

"God help us all," said D'anna in a soft voice as she continued looking at the strange ship.

XXXVIII

Deck 3; shuttle bay 1.

"Q; smaller vessels are been launched and headed straight for us and I have detected radio jamming signals from the huge spaceship and the first group of ships are headed towards the surface of the planet," said Xavier.

"Satisfied ?" said Laura " they don't want to talk."

Q Junior nodded; he and Laura had transported down to the shuttlebay to start prepping the Delta One Alpha for the rescue mission. Q had tried talking to the cylons using the shuttle's coms.

"What happens now?" asked Laura.

"The cylons want this ship," she looked at Q Junior.

"We are new; different and just shrugged off and destroyed their most advanced form of malware. They definitely want the Xavier and its crew intact...for now."

Laura nodded; she could read between the lines. The cylons did not seem like a friendly sort.

"I really think you should stay while I..."

Laura ignored him and got into the flyer. " You coming or not ?"

Q Junior sighed once more and followed her in with a resigned look on his face.

It took a few minutes to strap in and attempt take off.

"Xavier; don't let anyone on except for any of its crew; any attempts at communication from the cylons ...or colonials should be redirected to us but if that is not possible; do not speak to them."

"Understood Q, the Paris Evasion Tactic will be deployed as you leave the ship."

"Thanks Xavier," said Q Junior as he expanded the flyers view screen. He looked at Laura; she was strapped in and ready to go.

"Initiate," ordered female teenager.

To anyone watching in space; they saw the strange ship accelerate suddenly towards the basestar and its raiders; then its shields and metal panels flashed a very sharp white light.

Even the centurions and humanoid cylon copies who happened to be watching had to shield their eyes and viewing visors for a few minutes.

Which gave a certain small delta flyer time to eject itself from the shuttle bay and head straight for the surface at a speed that the cylon raiders would have found hard to match.

No one noticed it reach the surface shortly after the colonials landed.

The Xavier in the meantime quickly reversed it's collision course and headed far away from the basestar; as the raiders flew after it.

Hi everyone; hope you had a great time this past weekend. It's rain and mud for us here in England; especially at the music festivals in Isle of wight and London. Hope you all like the new chapter; the next one is going to have more interaction between the xmen and the characters that make up Battlestar Galactica.

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