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[Omi]

Aboard the Nebula, Elliot was reclining in his cockpit chair. Suddenly, a datapad started beeping furiously, buried somewhere under the large pile of data slates, pads, and thingymajigs strewn all over the command console.

He cursed, scrambling out of the chair, throwing pads everywhere in search of the irritation. He'd had the floor covered with impact-absorbent foam in case of things like this. Eventually he found the offending pad, bashed a button to make it shut up, and then read the softly flashing message intently.

"Hmm? Get out of Gallia immediately?" he muttered to himself.. "Bugger that..still, it says that it's only temporary. We'll have to pay a longer visit next time..."

He walks back over to the main console, and begins flicking switches. The mooring clamps disengage, and the Conference's engines fire up again, sending it speeding back towards the Orkney jumphole...
He pulls a keyboard out from underneath the console. Old fashioned, he knows, but the retro feel appeals to him.

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Well, I got the memo. Pulling myself out now. Guess my Gallic vacation is postponed, eh? Ah well, I suppose it's for the best.

I'd talk more, but I have to concentrate on flying, this autopilot is throwing a fit at anything Gallic-named. We came across something with one of those "accent" thingies in its name earlier, the computer threw a right fit. I've really got to look into this more once I'm back.

Heading home now,
Shaw.

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