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EmailName1:"POLITO XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
EmailPortrait1:"testport"
EmailIcon1:"testicon"
EmailText1:"You must move faster. Your mind cannot conceive of the stakes we are dealing with. Keep your eyes open for utility storage 4... IÆve laid in some supplies there, the passcode is 59004. Have you found a Research soft yet? You can use it analyze the xenomorphs and their artifacts...IÆve got to.\n"
EmailName2:"POLITO XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
EmailPortrait2:"testport"
EmailIcon2:"testicon"
EmailText2:"Now listen carefully...The xenomorphs who have hijacked this ship are presumably from the surface of Canopus 5. TheyÆve been able to infect a number of crew members, through an extremely invasive parasitical technique. Find the research soft. Understand them...then kill them.\n"
EmailName3:"POLITO XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
EmailPortrait3:"testport"
EmailIcon3:"testicon"
EmailText3:"The radiation must have locked the protective seals on Engine Core access. YouÆre going to have to find some way to purge the radiation from the coolant tubes. SomethingÆs taken control of the shipÆs computer. ItÆs working for them now, I wonÆt be much help to you.\n"
EmailName4:"POLITO XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
EmailPortrait4:"testport"
EmailIcon4:"testicon"
EmailText4:"Stop where you are...if you heat up the engine core with the Fuel Scoop open, you could flood the catalyst chambers with reactant and incinerate the entire ship. Head down to the Fuel Scoop and set the scoop modulation to 4523. Careful...modulating the scoop will send out a class B alert to the security system...you might get some company.\n"
EmailName5:"POLITO XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
EmailPortrait5:"testport"
EmailIcon5:"testicon"
EmailText5:"The lifts should be back on line. Now get moving. Take the sub elevator to deck four. IÆll meet you there. Hurry...\n"
EmailName6:"POLITO XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
EmailPortrait6:"testport"
EmailIcon6:"testicon"
EmailText6:"Now get those engine pods online. You'll have to head into nacelle 1 and 2 and reset the pods manually. After that, reinitialize the system from core control. But that system won't come online until you reset both pods. Keep an eye out. They're mobilizing their real forces. And they know exactly where you are.\n"
LogName1:"CURTIZ XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
LogText1:"ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n"
LogPortrait1:"testport"
LogIcon1:"testicon"
LogName2:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04\n\
re:X"
LogText2:"To:Fontaine, Constance\n\
Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. We must discover what was they found down on the surface of Canopus and why they guard their secret so jealously. I think this is more important than my life or your life or the life of this ship. Be brave. And be careful.\n"
LogPortrait2:"testport"
LogIcon2:"testicon"
LogName3:"FONTAINE XX.JUL.04\n\
re:Where's a Good Marine When You Need One?"
LogText3:"Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n"
LogPortrait3:"testport"
LogIcon3:"testicon"
LogName4:"CURTIZ XX.JUL.04\n\
re: That Leak Again"
LogText4:"Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crowbar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\n"
LogPortrait4:"testport"
LogIcon4:"testicon"
LogName5:"FONTAINE XX.JUL.04\n\
re: Locked In"
LogText:"MaloneÆs dead. I was just talking to him and this Raptor bot came up behind him and...What am I going to tell Jenna? But IÆve got to get a grip. IÆve locked myself in Cargo Bay 2 and re-coded the door lock in engineering control to 1506. I think IÆll be safe in here.\n"
LogPortrait5:"testport"
LogIcon5:"testicon"
LogName6:"SIDDONS XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
LogText6:"To:Suarez, Tommy\n\
They arenÆt making this easy for us, are they? I miss you. I know itÆs stupid, but I do. I think IÆll wallow in self pity for an hour or so and then write you again. Why couldnÆt we have met back on Earth. Once your transferred to the Von Braun everything will be better. IÆll be better, I promise. Great, someoneÆs coming. Counting the seconds...\n"
LogPortrait6:"testport"
LogIcon6:"testicon"
LogName7:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04\n\
re: Procedure 432A/54G"
LogText7:"To: All Engineering Staff\n\
This ship's safety systems are a total mess. I told those idiots...In the event of total failure of the reactant coolant systems, you leech the contaminant from the deck by a controlled rapid decompression. You can do this by opening the shuttle bay doory. There's a control system in command control that controls the shuttle door protocols. You can override these protocols with an systems override chip 45M/dEX. The chip's stored in auxilary storage 5 in the coolant tubes, keycode: 34760.\n"
LogPortrait7:"testport"
LogIcon7:"testicon"
LogName8:"MARTIN XX.JUL.04\n\
re: Ambush"
LogText8:"They hit us six hours ago. Malone, the OSA spook, tried to take one of things out with a psi attack, but it didnÆt even break stride. Then it unloaded both barrels into his stomach. Falzone said thereÆs a weapons cache in one of the engine nacelles. Maybe I can find him and the others there...\n"
LogPortrait8:"testport"
LogIcon8:"testicon
LogName9:"FONTAINE XX.JUL.04\n\
re: Delacroix"
LogText9:"I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares her straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\n"
LogPortrait9:"testport"
LogIcon9:"testicon"
LogName10:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
LogText10:"To:Fontaine, Constance\n\
Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. Whatever is behind all of this is now after me. I sense this.\n"
LogPortrait10:"testport"
LogIcon10:"testicon"
LogName11:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04\n\
re: A New Friend?"
LogText11:"I almost died this morning. One of the infected crewmen found my hiding place. At the last second, a electrical surge from a maintenance panel killed my assailant. The surge was caused by some kind of artificial intelligence. It wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever...or whatever is now in charge. It led me a custom boosted psi amp and supplied a proto interface for me to use it to defend myself. I performed a database access canÆt find any reference of it in the shipÆs AI register. I donÆt know where it came from, but I must confess IÆm happy it is here.\n"
LogPortrait11:"testport"
LogIcon11:"testicon"
LogName12:"SUAREZ XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
LogText12:"To:Siddins, Rebecca\n\
Stay where you are, Bec. I mean it. This isn't something you can fight, this isn't something you can run from. If you love me, you won't come looking for me. Just hang tight. I won't let you down.\n"
LogPortrait12:"testport"
LogIcon12:"testicon"
LogName13:"SIDDONS XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
LogText13:"I'm gonna recode the lock to this room and head down to Cargo bay 2. If anybody needs it, you'll find me there. But don't mess around...I'm ready for anything.\n"
LogPortrait13:"testport"
LogIcon13:"testicon"
LogName14:"MARTIN XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
LogText14:"I'm not sure what's creeping me out worse: The once grunts with their pipes and shotguns, the beserk turrets, or our supposed allies. I don't trust those UNN bastards. I've got to find Sanger. She says she knows a way to clear the radiation out and get into the engine core. I'm gonna make my way over to Cargo bay 1.\n"
LogPortrait14:"testport"
LogIcon14:"testicon"
LogName15:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04\n\
re: X"
LogText15:"To: All Engineering Staff\n\
After placing chp 45M/dEX into place in Command Control, you may open the shuttle door from Shuttle Control. You'll be safe in shuttle control room. This is NOT a proven procedure and should only be used in an emergency.\n"
LogPortrait15:"testport"
LogIcon15:"testicon"
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In the event of total failure of the reactant coolant systems, radiation may also be leeched from the deck by a controlled rapid decompression. After evacuating all hands from the deck, proceed to shuttle control room. Set the interior bay door to the open and locked position. Then activate the shuttle bay door. This will immediately, repeat, immediately decompress the entire deck. The control room will remain sealed to protect the operator.\n"
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EmailText1:"You must move faster. Your mind cannot conceive of the stakes we are dealing with. Keep your eyes open for utility storage 4... IÆve laid in some supplies there, the passcode is 59004. Have you found a Research soft yet? You can use it analyze the xenomorphs and their artifacts... IÆve got to [cut off by static].\n"
d37 1
a37 1
EmailText5:"[whispered]. The lifts should be back on line. Now get moving. Take the sub elevator to deck four. IÆll meet you there. Hurry...\n"
d41 1
a41 1
LogText1:"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n"
d60 1
a60 1
LogText4:"Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control,...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crow bar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\n"
d73 1
a73 1
They arenÆt making this easy for us, are they? I miss you. I know itÆs stupid, but I do. I think IÆll wallow in self pity for an hour or so and then write you again. Why couldnÆt we have met back on Earth. Once your transferred to the Von Braun , everything will be better. IÆll be better, I promise. Great, someoneÆs coming. Counting the seconds...\n"
d92 1
a92 1
LogText9:"I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares he straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\n"
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LogText11:"re: A New Friend?\n\
I almost died this morning. One of the infected crewmen found my hiding place. At the last second, a electrical surge from a maintenance panel killed my assailant. The surge was caused by some kind of artificial intelligence. It wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever...or whatever is now in charge. It led me a custom boosted psi amp and supplied a proto interface for me to use it to defend myself. I performed a database access canÆt find any reference of it in the shipÆs AI register. I donÆt know where it came from, but I must confess IÆm happy it is here.\n"
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LogText1:"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\"\n"
d53 1
a53 1
LogText3:"Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\"\n"
d59 1
a59 1
LogText4:"Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control,...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crow bar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\"\n"
d65 1
a65 1
LogText:"MaloneÆs dead. I was just talking to him and this Raptor bot came up behind him and...What am I going to tell Jenna? But IÆve got to get a grip. IÆve locked myself in Cargo Bay 2 and re-coded the door lock in engineering control to 1506. I think IÆll be safe in here.\"\n"
d72 1
a72 1
They arenÆt making this easy for us, are they? I miss you. I know itÆs stupid, but I do. I think IÆll wallow in self pity for an hour or so and then write you again. Why couldnÆt we have met back on Earth. Once your transferred to the Von Braun , everything will be better. IÆll be better, I promise. Great, someoneÆs coming. Counting the seconds...\"\n"
d79 1
a79 1
In the event of total failure of the reactant coolant systems, radiation may also be leeched from the deck by a controlled rapid decompression. After evacuating all hands from the deck, proceed to shuttle control room. Set the interior bay door to the open and locked position. Then activate the shuttle bay door. This will immediately, repeat, immediately decompress the entire deck. The control room will remain sealed to protect the operator.\"\n"
d85 1
a85 1
LogText8:"They hit us six hours ago. Malone, the OSA spook, tried to take one of things out with a psi attack, but it didnÆt even break stride. Then it unloaded both barrels into his stomach. Falzone said thereÆs a weapons cache in one of the engine nacelles. Maybe I can find him and the others there...\"\n"
d91 1
a91 1
LogText9:"I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares he straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\"\n"
d98 1
a98 1
Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. Whatever is behind all of this is now after me. I sense this.\"\n"
d105 1
a105 1
I almost died this morning. One of the infected crewmen found my hiding place. At the last second, a electrical surge from a maintenance panel killed my assailant. The surge was caused by some kind of artificial intelligence. It wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever...or whatever is now in charge. It led me a custom boosted psi amp and supplied a proto interface for me to use it to defend myself. I performed a database access canÆt find any reference of it in the shipÆs AI register. I donÆt know where it came from, but I must confess IÆm happy it is here.\"\n"
d112 1
a112 1
Stay where you are, Bec. I mean it. This isn't something you can fight, this isn't something you can run from. If you love me, you won't come looking for me. Just hang tight. I won't let you down.\"\n"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. We must discover what was they found down on the surface of Canopus and why they guard their secret so jealously. I think this is more important than my life or your life or the life of this ship. Be brave. And be careful.\n\"
d53 1
a53 1
LogText3:"Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n\"
d59 1
a59 1
LogText4:"Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control,...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crow bar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\n\"
d65 1
a65 1
LogText:"MaloneÆs dead. I was just talking to him and this Raptor bot came up behind him and...What am I going to tell Jenna? But IÆve got to get a grip. IÆve locked myself in Cargo Bay 2 and re-coded the door lock in engineering control to 1506. I think IÆll be safe in here.\n\"
d72 1
a72 1
They arenÆt making this easy for us, are they? I miss you. I know itÆs stupid, but I do. I think IÆll wallow in self pity for an hour or so and then write you again. Why couldnÆt we have met back on Earth. Once your transferred to the Von Braun , everything will be better. IÆll be better, I promise. Great, someoneÆs coming. Counting the seconds...\n\"
d79 1
a79 1
In the event of total failure of the reactant coolant systems, radiation may also be leeched from the deck by a controlled rapid decompression. After evacuating all hands from the deck, proceed to shuttle control room. Set the interior bay door to the open and locked position. Then activate the shuttle bay door. This will immediately, repeat, immediately decompress the entire deck. The control room will remain sealed to protect the operator.\n\"
d85 1
a85 1
LogText8:"They hit us six hours ago. Malone, the OSA spook, tried to take one of things out with a psi attack, but it didnÆt even break stride. Then it unloaded both barrels into his stomach. Falzone said thereÆs a weapons cache in one of the engine nacelles. Maybe I can find him and the others there...\n\"
d91 1
a91 1
LogText9:"I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares he straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\n\"
d98 1
a98 1
Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. Whatever is behind all of this is now after me. I sense this.\n\"
d105 1
a105 1
I almost died this morning. One of the infected crewmen found my hiding place. At the last second, a electrical surge from a maintenance panel killed my assailant. The surge was caused by some kind of artificial intelligence. It wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever...or whatever is now in charge. It led me a custom boosted psi amp and supplied a proto interface for me to use it to defend myself. I performed a database access canÆt find any reference of it in the shipÆs AI register. I donÆt know where it came from, but I must confess IÆm happy it is here.\n\"
d112 1
a112 1
Stay where you are, Bec. I mean it. This isn't something you can fight, this isn't something you can run from. If you love me, you won't come looking for me. Just hang tight. I won't let you down.\n\"
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LogText1:"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n\"
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LogText2:"From: Delacroix, Dr. Marie\n\
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LogText3:"re:Where's a Good Marine When You Need One?\n\
Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n\"
d58 2
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LogText4:"re: That Leak Again\n\
Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control,...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crow bar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\n\"
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LogText6:"From: Siddons, Rebecca \n\
To:Suarez, Tommy\n\
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LogText7:"From: Delacroix, Dr. Marie \n\
To:All Engeneering Staff\n\
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re: Delacroix"\n\
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Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
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EmailText2:"From: Polito, Dr. Janice\n\
Now listen carefully...The xenomorphs who have hijacked this ship are presumably from the surface of Canopus 5. TheyÆve been able to infect a number of crew members, through an extremely invasive parasitical technique. Find the research soft. Understand them...then kill them.\n"
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EmailText3:"From: Polito, Dr. Janice\n\
The radiation must have locked the protective seals on Engine Core access. YouÆre going to have to find some way to purge the radiation from the coolant tubes. SomethingÆs taken control of the shipÆs computer. ItÆs working for them now, I wonÆt be much help to you.\n"
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EmailText4:"From: Polito, Dr. Janice\n\
Stop where you are...if you heat up the engine core with the Fuel Scoop open, you could flood the catalyst chambers with reactant and incinerate the entire ship. Head down to the Fuel Scoop and set the scoop modulation to 4523. Careful...modulating the scoop will send out a class B alert to the security system...you might get some company.\n"
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EmailText5:"From: Polito, Dr. Janice\n\
[whispered]. The lifts should be back on line. Now get moving. Take the sub elevator to deck four. IÆll meet you there. Hurry...\n"
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re:Where's a Good Marine When You Need One?"
"Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n\"
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re: That Leak Again"
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re: X"
Subject:Locked In\n\
MaloneÆs dead. I was just talking to him and this Raptor bot came up behind him and...What am I going to tell Jenna? But IÆve got to get a grip. IÆve locked myself in Cargo Bay 2 and re-coded the door lock in engineering control to 1506. I think IÆll be safe in here.\n\"
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They hit us six hours ago. Malone, the OSA spook, tried to take one of things out with a psi attack, but it didnÆt even break stride. Then it unloaded both barrels into his stomach. Falzone said thereÆs a weapons cache in one of the engine nacelles. Maybe I can find him and the others there...\n\"
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I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares he straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\n\"
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LogText10:"From: Delacroix, Dr. Marie \n\
To:Fontaine, Constance\n\
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re: A New Friend?"\n\
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LogText12:"From: Suarez, Tommy \n\
To:Siddins, Rebecca\n\
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LogText1:"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. We must discover what was they found down on the surface of Canopus and why they guard their secret so jealously. I think this is more important than my life or your life or the life of this ship. Be brave. And be careful.\n"
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"Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n"
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Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control,...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crow bar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\n"
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MaloneÆs dead. I was just talking to him and this Raptor bot came up behind him and...What am I going to tell Jenna? But IÆve got to get a grip. IÆve locked myself in Cargo Bay 2 and re-coded the door lock in engineering control to 1506. I think IÆll be safe in here.\n"
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They arenÆt making this easy for us, are they? I miss you. I know itÆs stupid, but I do. I think IÆll wallow in self pity for an hour or so and then write you again. Why couldnÆt we have met back on Earth. Once your transferred to the Von Braun , everything will be better. IÆll be better, I promise. Great, someoneÆs coming. Counting the seconds...\n"
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In the event of total failure of the reactant coolant systems, radiation may also be leeched from the deck by a controlled rapid decompression. After evacuating all hands from the deck, proceed to shuttle control room. Set the interior bay door to the open and locked position. Then activate the shuttle bay door. This will immediately, repeat, immediately decompress the entire deck. The control room will remain sealed to protect the operator.\n"
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They hit us six hours ago. Malone, the OSA spook, tried to take one of things out with a psi attack, but it didnÆt even break stride. Then it unloaded both barrels into his stomach. Falzone said thereÆs a weapons cache in one of the engine nacelles. Maybe I can find him and the others there...\n"
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I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares he straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\n"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. Whatever is behind all of this is now after me. I sense this.\n"
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I almost died this morning. One of the infected crewmen found my hiding place. At the last second, a electrical surge from a maintenance panel killed my assailant. The surge was caused by some kind of artificial intelligence. It wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever...or whatever is now in charge. It led me a custom boosted psi amp and supplied a proto interface for me to use it to defend myself. I performed a database access canÆt find any reference of it in the shipÆs AI register. I donÆt know where it came from, but I must confess IÆm happy it is here.\n"
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Stay where you are, Bec. I mean it. This isn't something you can fight, this isn't something you can run from. If you love me, you won't come looking for me. Just hang tight. I won't let you down.\n"
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EmailText1:"From: Polito, Dr. Janice\n\
You must move faster. Your mind cannot conceive of the stakes we are dealing with. Keep your eyes open for utility storage 4... IÆve laid in some supplies there, the passcode is 59004. Have you found a Research soft yet? You can use it analyze the xenomorphs and their artifacts... IÆve got to [cut off by static].\n"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. We must discover what was they found down on the surface of Canopus and why they guard their secret so jealously. I think this is more important than my life or your life or the life of this ship. Be brave. And be careful.\n\"
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"Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n\"
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"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n\"
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"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n"
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Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n"
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\"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n\"
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"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypos. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?"
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"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypes. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n\"
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"[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypes. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. We must discover what was they found down on the surface of Canopus and why they guard their secret so jealously. I think this is more important than my life or your life or the life of this ship. Be brave. And be careful.\n"
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[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypes. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n"
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You must move faster. Your mind cannot conceive of the stakes we are dealing with. Keep your eyes open for utility storage 4... IÆve laid in some supplies there, the passcode is 59004. Have you found a Research soft yet? You can use it analyze the xenomorphs and their artifacts... IÆve got to [cut off by static].\"\n"
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Now listen carefully...The xenomorphs who have hijacked this ship are presumably from the surface of Canopus 5. TheyÆve been able to infect a number of crew members, through an extremely invasive parasitical technique. Find the research soft. Understand them...then kill them.\"\n"
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The radiation must have locked the protective seals on Engine Core access. YouÆre going to have to find some way to purge the radiation from the coolant tubes. SomethingÆs taken control of the shipÆs computer. ItÆs working for them now, I wonÆt be much help to you.\"\n"
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Stop where you are...if you heat up the engine core with the Fuel Scoop open, you could flood the catalyst chambers with reactant and incinerate the entire ship. Head down to the Fuel Scoop and set the scoop modulation to 4523. Careful...modulating the scoop will send out a class B alert to the security system...you might get some company.\"\n"
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[whispered]. The lifts should be back on line. Now get moving. Take the sub elevator to deck four. IÆll meet you there. Hurry...\"\n"
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LogText1:"From: Curtiz, Juan\n\
[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypes. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\"\n"
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To:Fontaine, Constance\n\
Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. We must discover what was they found down on the surface of Canopus and why they guard their secret so jealously. I think this is more important than my life or your life or the life of this ship. Be brave. And be careful.\"\n"
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LogText3:"From: Fontaine, Constance\n\
Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\"\n"
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LogText4:"From: Cutiz, Juan\n\
Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control,...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crow bar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\"\n"
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LogText5:"From: Fontaine, Constance\n\
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MaloneÆs dead. I was just talking to him and this Raptor bot came up behind him and...What am I going to tell Jenna? But IÆve got to get a grip. IÆve locked myself in Cargo Bay 2 and re-coded the door lock in engineering control to 1506. I think IÆll be safe in here.\"\n"
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They arenÆt making this easy for us, are they? I miss you. I know itÆs stupid, but I do. I think IÆll wallow in self pity for an hour or so and then write you again. Why couldnÆt we have met back on Earth. Once your transferred to the Von Braun , everything will be better. IÆll be better, I promise. Great, someoneÆs coming. Counting the seconds...\"\n"
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In the event of total failure of the reactant coolant systems, radiation may also be leeched from the deck by a controlled rapid decompression. After evacuating all hands from the deck, proceed to shuttle control room. Set the interior bay door to the open and locked position. Then activate the shuttle bay door. This will immediately, repeat, immediately decompress the entire deck. The control room will remain sealed to protect the operator.\"\n"
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LogText8:"From: Martin\n\
They hit us six hours ago. Malone, the OSA spook, tried to take one of things out with a psi attack, but it didnÆt even break stride. Then it unloaded both barrels into his stomach. Falzone said thereÆs a weapons cache in one of the engine nacelles. Maybe I can find him and the others there...\"\n"
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re: Delacroix"
LogText9:"From: Fontaine, Constance \n\
I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares he straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\"\n"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. Whatever is behind all of this is now after me. I sense this.\"\n"
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re: A New Friend?"
LogText11:"From: Delacroix, Dr. Marie \n\
I almost died this morning. One of the infected crewmen found my hiding place. At the last second, a electrical surge from a maintenance panel killed my assailant. The surge was caused by some kind of artificial intelligence. It wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever...or whatever is now in charge. It led me a custom boosted psi amp and supplied a proto interface for me to use it to defend myself. I performed a database access canÆt find any reference of it in the shipÆs AI register. I donÆt know where it came from, but I must confess IÆm happy it is here.\"\n"
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Stay where you are, Bec. I mean it. This isn't something you can fight, this isn't something you can run from. If you love me, you won't come looking for me. Just hang tight. I won't let you down.\"\n"
adfijaidfj. yup. eijfaipj nwo some longer text you bastards bum ba dee dum yes indeed I'll play you a song cuz I'm \
the SHOoooooDAaaaaan. testing testing testing. first man on the moon. long sentences. free association. yes good \
ship now yes now ship yes now good ship yes now!"
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EmailName1:"POLITO XX.JUL.04"
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To:\n\
Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
Subject:\n\
You must move faster. Your mind cannot conceive of the stakes we are dealing with. Keep your eyes open for utility storage 4... IÆve laid in some supplies there, the passcode is 59004. Have you found a Research soft yet? You can use it analyze the xenomorphs and their artifacts... IÆve got to [cut off by static].\n\
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EmailName2:"POLITO XX.JUL.04"
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To:\n\
Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
Subject:\n\
Now listen carefully...The xenomorphs who have hijacked this ship are presumably from the surface of Canopus 5. TheyÆve been able to infect a number of crew members, through an extremely invasive parasitical technique. Find the research soft. Understand them...then kill them.\n\
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EmailName3:"POLITO XX.JUL.04"
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To:\n\
Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
Subject:\n\
The radiation must have locked the protective seals on Engine Core access. YouÆre going to have to find some way to purge the radiation from the coolant tubes. SomethingÆs taken control of the shipÆs computer. ItÆs working for them now, I wonÆt be much help to you.\n\
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EmailName4:"POLITO XX.JUL.04"
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To:\n\
Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
Subject:\n\
Stop where you are...if you heat up the engine core with the Fuel Scoop open, you could flood the catalyst chambers with reactant and incinerate the entire ship. Head down to the Fuel Scoop and set the scoop modulation to 4523. Careful...modulating the scoop will send out a class B alert to the security system...you might get some company.\n\
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EmailName5:"POLITO XX.JUL.04"
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To:\n\
Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
Subject:\n\
[whispered]. The lifts should be back on line. Now get moving. Take the sub elevator to deck four. IÆll meet you there. Hurry...\n\
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LogName1:"CURTIZ XX.JUL.04"
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[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypes. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n\
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LogName2:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. We must discover what was they found down on the surface of Canopus and why they guard their secret so jealously. I think this is more important than my life or your life or the life of this ship. Be brave. And be careful.\n\
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LogName3:"FONTAINE XX.JUL.04"
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Subject:Where's a Good Marine When You Need One?\n\
Before I couldnÆt rid of those jarheads from the Rickenbacker and now I canÆt locate one for the life of me. One of the creeps from the OSA detachment followed me around for two months until he got the hint. I tried to contact him to see if he knew what was going on, but now he wonÆt return MY mail.\n\
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LogName4:"CURTIZ XX.JUL.04"
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Subject:That Leak Again\n\
Delacroix was right, this ship was NOT ready for prime time. Okay, the automatic safety seals have shut due to the radiation leak in the tubes. IÆm going to head down to engineering control,...I can use the fluidic monitoring computer to purge the tubes. On a stranger note...James Waters went after Constance Fontaine with a crow bar this morning. It took six of us to restrain the guy...we sent him up to Med...but apparently, theyÆve got their hands full. I wonder if we brought some kind of virus up from that planet...\n\
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LogName5:"FONTAINE XX.JUL.04"
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MaloneÆs dead. I was just talking to him and this Raptor bot came up behind him and...What am I going to tell Jenna? But IÆve got to get a grip. IÆve locked myself in Cargo Bay 2 and re-coded the door lock in engineering control to 1506. I think IÆll be safe in here.\n\
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LogName6:"SIDDONS XX.JUL.04"
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Subject:
They arenÆt making this easy for us, are they? I miss you. I know itÆs stupid, but I do. I think IÆll wallow in self pity for an hour or so and then write you again. Why couldnÆt we have met back on Earth. Once your transferred to the Von Braun , everything will be better. IÆll be better, I promise. Great, someoneÆs coming. Counting the seconds...\n\
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LogName7:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04"
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Subject:Procedure 432A/54G\n\
In the event of total failure of the reactant coolant systems, radiation may also be leeched from the deck by a controlled rapid decompression. After evacuating all hands from the deck, proceed to shuttle control room. Set the interior bay door to the open and locked position. Then activate the shuttle bay door. This will immediately, repeat, immediately decompress the entire deck. The control room will remain sealed to protect the operator.
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LogName8:"MARTIN XX.JUL.04"
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Subject:Ambush\n\
They hit us six hours ago. Malone, the OSA spook, tried to take one of things out with a psi attack, but it didnÆt even break stride. Then it unloaded both barrels into his stomach. Falzone said thereÆs a weapons cache in one of the engine nacelles. Maybe I can find him and the others there...\n\
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LogName9:"FONTAINE XX.JUL.04"
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Subject:Delacroix\n\
I donÆt know where weÆd be without Delacroix. This whole ship is falling apart and sheÆs the only one who knows what from what. I saw her arguing with that creep Anatoly Koretzkin or whatever his name is, and she was giving it to him but good. But that freako stares he straight in the eye and starts babbling about how she doesnÆt know the pleasure of the joyful unity or somesuch. Mama mia, the clowns are running the circus...\n\
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LogName10:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04"
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Constance, I fear now for my life. I think this has gone beyond any imaginings of Forrest and Korenchkin. I do not believe they are in control at all. Whatever is behind all of this is now after me. I sense this.\n\
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LogName11:"DELACROIX XX.JUL.04"
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Subject:A New Friend?\n\
I almost died this morning. One of the infected crewmen found my hiding place. At the last second, a electrical surge from a maintenance panel killed my assailant. The surge was caused by some kind of artificial intelligence. It wants to help me reclaim control of the Von Braun from whomever...or whatever is now in charge. It led me a custom boosted psi amp and supplied a proto interface for me to use it to defend myself. I performed a database access canÆt find any reference of it in the shipÆs AI register. I donÆt know where it came from, but I must confess IÆm happy it is here.\n\
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LogName12:"SUAREZ XX.JUL.04"
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Stay where you are, Bec. I mean it. This isn't something you can fight, this isn't something you can run from. If you love me, you won't come looking for me. Just hang tight. I won't let you down.\n\
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LogText1:"From: Curtiz, Juan\n\
To:Self\n\
Date: XX.JUL.04\n\
Subject:\n\
[we hear some old blues playing in the background] ItÆs down to just a few of us now. Right after Valdez died, I guess I went a little nuts and started tearing things apart...and what do you know, I found two more Rad Hypes. Hopefully that will keep me going long enough to figure a way past that damn turret...[we hear a once grunt sound]...Who is that? Delacroix? Fontaine?\n\
