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Sunday, May 21, 2006

WHO: Prince Gorak
WHERE: The bridge of the PezDispenser

Prince Gorak is finally able to stop dancing. The music transmission coming from 7x9 has suddently stopped. Attempting to regain his composure, he fixes his uniform and turns to Xara.

Gorak: "In the future do NOT patch in ANY emergency channel transmission being broadcast without MY express permission. Is that clear?" (He then places his hand on the hilt of the durasteel dagger to await her reponse.)

Xara: (still stunned from the sudden and very impressive display of Macaraina dance moves Gorak exhibited) "Uh, yes. Very clear sir. I just deemed it something you would want to hear since it WAS being broadcast from a ship in this very quadrant captain." (In truth however she was just looking for any excuse to turn off Radio Free Rommie, even for a short while.)

Gorak: "Fine. Get me some triticale tea and I will consider not punishing you. Lucky for you, I needed the exercise anyway." (To Xandor) "Scan the area for contacts, especially where that music transmission was coming from. Also, does this ship have any weapons? Any BIG weapons? I would like to thank the ship making the music transmissions after you find it."

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