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    Bel pezzo!<br>
    Mi è piaciuta l'idea della nebulosa riflettente, bisognerà che la
    studiamo un po' questa cosa perchè è interessante. Ma io sono sempre
    un po' di parte sull'argomento.<br>
    La scenetta tra Bueller e la consigliera è stata divertente. L'ho
    letta pensando alla trilla che vomitava in un angolo, visto ciò che
    pensa della corte a Caitlyn.<br>
    Bello.<br>
    <br>
    Maddy<br>
    <br>
    <div class="moz-cite-prefix">Il 24/08/2015 14:37, Franco Carretti ha
      scritto:<br>
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          <div>Mi è piaciuto! Forse mi hai fatto il capitano un po'
            troppo sdolcinato ma si può anche capire con l'adrenalina in
            circolo parli a vanvera più del solito.</div>
          <div>Quindi a noi non è sfuggita solo una nave ma un'intera
            battaglia. Ottimo, siamo dei professionisti :D</div>
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              <div style="margin:0 0 10px 0;"><b>Sent:</b> Monday,
                August 24, 2015 at 2:06 PM<br>
                <b>From:</b> "Reis Squiretaker"
                <a class="moz-txt-link-rfc2396E" href="mailto:vanessa_reis_squirtaker@outlook.it"><vanessa_reis_squirtaker@outlook.it></a><br>
                <b>To:</b> "USS Hope" <a class="moz-txt-link-rfc2396E" href="mailto:stml17@gioco.net"><stml17@gioco.net></a><br>
                <b>Subject:</b> [Stml17] - Brano 2.05 - Non siamo soli?</div>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Brano: 02-05</font></font></b></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Titolo: Non
                              siamo soli?</font></font></b></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Autore: Caitlyn</font></font></b></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Brano
                              precedente: Esistono modi migliori di
                              farsi le ossa.</font></font></b></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">USS Hope -
                              Plancia - 30 dicembre 2394 - Ore 13.56</font></font></b></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Tenente
                            Rodriguez, li chiami. Vediamo di stabilire i
                            termini della loro resa” disse con voce
                            ferma.</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">L’aura del
                            Capitano era diventata di un color
                            arancione: pronto all’azione con una punta
                            di nervosismo, mentre il resto degli
                            ufficiali di plancia indossavano ora un
                            color verde per l’ottimismo inaspettato di
                            aver evitato il peggio.</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Tutti, tranne
                            una.. ed era un’eccezione che colpì Basta. </font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">L’animo del
                            Consigliere era come tempestoso, alternava
                            nero e varie colorazioni di blu scuro. Tutto
                            era iniziato durante l’interrogatorio del
                            prigioniero. Il suo approccio soft era stato
                            stroncato da Rest che, senza volerlo, con la
                            sua logica vulcaniana aveva indotto al
                            suicidio il falso Romulano. </font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Lo sguardo che
                            rialzandosi dal lettino aveva rivolto ad
                            entrambi era stato eloquente senza bisogno
                            di essere betazoidi: forte disappunto e
                            delusione.</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Certo nessuno a
                            bordo aveva immaginato che il prigioniero
                            potesse avere una capsula di veleno
                            impiantata nei denti e che fosse pronto a
                            suicidarsi per non rivelare informazioni,
                            tuttavia Lon sapeva che la risiana aveva
                            ragione. Un approccio meno diretto e più
                            morbido lo avrebbe mantenuto in vita più a
                            lungo, cullandolo nella possibilità di
                            venire salvato grazie all’intervento del
                            D’deridex Romulano. </font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Eppure c’era
                            qualcosa che non quadrava.. solo che mancava
                            il tempo necessario per rifletterci.</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Sono il Capitano
                            Bueller della nave stellare USS Hope della
                            Federazione dei Pianeti Uniti..”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Lon sorrise. Non
                            serviva a nulla quel preambolo, ma a quanto
                            pare dava fiducia a Ferris tanto quanto
                            l’idea di aver sconfitto la nave romulana.</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“.. la vostra
                            nave è pesantemente danneggiata e subirà
                            ulteriori danni se non accetterete il nostro
                            aiuto..”</font></font></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">* Quante
                              chiacchiere inutili.. a quanto pare un
                              pugno solo non basta a farti migliorare *</font></font></i></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“.. se
                            accetterete di arrendervi, vi traineremo
                            fuori dal settore 17j della nebulosa..”</font></font></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">USS Hope -
                              Plancia - 30 dicembre 2394 - Ore 13.57</font></font></b></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">La comunicazione
                            con il D’deridex si interruppe quando un
                            secondo fulmine di plasma colpì il settore
                            occupato dalla nave romulana. </font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">L’impatto non fu
                            diretto, ma le scariche raggiunsero
                            ugualmente la nave in panne facendo
                            divampare alcuni incendi a bordo. Incendi
                            che non si sarebbero spenti da soli e questo
                            avrebbe fornito una motivazione ulteriore al
                            comandante romulano di accettare la resa.</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Bueller a Sala
                            Macchine”</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">=^= Dica Capitano
                            =^=</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“I romulani
                            stanno friggendo su quello che resta della
                            loro nave, c’è possibilità di tirarli fuori
                            da lì prima che diventino pulviscolo
                            spaziale?”</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">= ^= Quel
                            bestione pesa oltre i quattro milioni di
                            tonnellate se non di più.. noi arriviamo a
                            mala pena a cinquecentomila tonnellate.. lo
                            possiamo spostare? Ne dubito fortemente
                            anche se potessimo mantenere il pieno
                            impulso e non possiamo. E se anche vi
                            riuscissimo ci metteremmo un bel po’ di
                            tempo che non so minimamente stimare per
                            portarli fuori da quel settore. =^=</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Ricevuto, grazie
                            Doohan”</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Bueller si prese
                            qualche istante per pensare prima di
                            diramare gli ordini:</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Signor Basta,
                            allerti i suoi uomini. Voglio un perimetro
                            contenitivo attorno alla sala teletrasporto.
                            Phaser su stordimento. Isoli quello che deve
                            ma mi tenga i Romulani confinati e sotto
                            sicurezza.. se serve li metta fuori
                            combattimento immettendo qualcosa nel
                            circuito dell’aria.. li voglio salvare, ma
                            non intendo mettere a rischio la nave”</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Signor Rest
                            valuti se con la potenza degli scudi
                            possiamo eventualmente fungere da
                            parafulmine per facilitare le operazioni”</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Capitano, io
                            non..”</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Comandante Xyr
                            so perfettamente sia la pericolosità di
                            avere a bordo ospiti sgraditi sia che
                            teletrasportandoli ne possiamo salvare
                            pochi.. una dozzina per volta, ma faremo il
                            possibile.. cercheremo di agganciare
                            chiunque possa fornirci spiegazioni.
                            Priorità alla loro plancia, ma sono
                            sensibile a qualsiasi suo suggerimento
                            Numero Uno.. anzi le lascio il compito di
                            dirigere le operazioni di teletrasporto.
                            Muoversi!”</font></font></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Nebulosa –
                              Settore 17j - 30 dicembre 2394 - Ore 14.17</font></font></b></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">L’ennesimo
                            fulmine di plasma colpì l’ormai devastata
                            nave romulana.. per tutto il chilometro
                            della sua lunghezza, fu scossa come
                            un’enorme sequoia a cui improvvisamente
                            vengono recise le radici, in un’inesauribile
                            sequenza di incendi ed esplosioni, prima di
                            implodere in sé stessa trascinandosi dietro
                            buona parte del suo equipaggio, in un
                            angoscioso urlo di disperazione.</font></font></p>
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                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">USS Hope -
                              Plancia - 30 dicembre 2394 -
                              Contemporaneamente</font></font></b></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">L’esplosione del
                            D’doridex illuminò l’intera plancia,
                            abbagliando Bueller, che serrò gli occhi
                            troppo tardi e si ritrovò ad aprire una
                            comunicazione con Basta basandosi solo
                            sull’istinto e sul tatto:</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Situazione?”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">=^= Abbiamo a
                            bordo all’incirca duecento romulani
                            Capitano.. grazie all’apporto della
                            dottoressa Graham li abbiamo messi a
                            dormire, alcuni di loro erano armati. Appena
                            possibile procederemo alla messa in
                            sicurezza. Ho chiesto al signor Rodriguez di
                            liberare alcune zone della nave per potervi
                            confinare i romulani applicandovi i
                            parametri di sicurezza necessari. Dalla sala
                            macchina stanno convogliando l’energia
                            necessaria disallineandola da quella
                            principale, così in caso di problemi il
                            circuito secondario che fornisce energia
                            alle gabbie rimanga in funzione. =^=</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Ottimo lavoro
                            Basta, mi tenga informato”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">=^= Roger =^=</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Ferris riaprì gli
                            occhi sbattendo le palpebre.. aveva ancora
                            problemi a mettere pienamente a fuoco, ma
                            non ne aveva bisogno.. si stava gustando la
                            sua prima vittoria da Capitano.</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">I suoi sogni di
                            gloria furono interrotti praticamente subito
                            dalla voce di Xyr.</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><i><font face="Calibri"><font
                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">* Se lo fai
                              apposta, allora dillo.. <span> </span>*</font></font></i></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Capitano,
                            ritengo opportuno che la dottoressa si
                            occupasse di far effettuare un controllo al
                            suo staff sui prigionieri al fine di evitare
                            altri spiacevoli incidenti con capsule di
                            veleno. Suppongo che sia questa la sua
                            priorità di Capitano: scoprire cosa sta
                            succedendo ed informare quanto prima il
                            Comando di Flotta.. e per far ciò
                            dobbiamo..”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“.. dobbiamo
                            evitare di perdere altre preziose fonti di
                            informazioni, ha ragione Xyr! Provveda
                            immediatamente, di persona se non le spiace”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><i><font face="Calibri"><font
                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">* Così mi fai
                              respirare un momento e posso godermi la
                              compagnia di <font face="Arial"><font
                                  style="FONT-SIZE: 10.0pt;">Caitlyn </font></font>senza
                              essere sotto controllo.. <span> </span>*</font></font></i></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><span><font
                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;"> </font></span><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Mentre Xyr stava
                            uscendo dalla plancia, Bueller si alzò dalla
                            sua poltrona con passo sicuro sebbene la sua
                            vista fosse ancora parzialmente offuscata
                            dall’esplosione.</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><i><font face="Calibri"><font
                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">* A volte sono
                              peggio di un bambino che si dimentica di
                              stare fissando il sole.. <span> </span>*</font></font></i></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;"><font
                              face="Arial"><font style="FONT-SIZE:
                                10.0pt;">Caitlyn </font></font>era
                            stranamente taciturna e seria. Certo non era
                            una gran chiacchierona quando si trovava
                            convocata in plancia, ma comunicava con le
                            espressioni del viso, col suo sorriso e i
                            suoi occhi. Ora sembrava essere turbata.</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Ferris le si
                            avvicinò da dietro mentre la risiana
                            sembrava concentrata ad osservare il
                            panorama della nebulosa.. era forse l’unica
                            fra gli ufficiali a non aver trovato noiosa
                            la missione di mappatura.</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Posso unirmi a
                            lei?” l’esordio fu ad un volume abbastanza
                            alto da essere udibile, così come un
                            Capitano che va a chiedere un’opinione
                            all’ufficiale deputato a fornire consigli e
                            supporto.</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Cosa osserva la
                            stella dei miei occhi?” la continuazione fu
                            ad un tenore vocale sommesso “Ammiri le tue
                            sorelle che brillano nel cielo?”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;"><font
                              face="Arial"><font style="FONT-SIZE:
                                10.0pt;">Caitlyn </font></font>abbozzò
                            un leggero sorriso prima di rispondere</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Non vedi
                            niente?”</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Si vedo te.. E
                            mi è sufficiente..”</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><span><font
                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;"> </font></span><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Sono seria,
                            guarda. Prova a guardare il settore che va
                            da ore 13 ad ore 14.. Non vedi quei lampi di
                            luce?”</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Tesoro mio, ho
                            gli occhi che brillano e..”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“BUELLER!” </font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Era la prima
                            volta che sembrava irritata da quando erano
                            a bordo e Ferris si sentì in colpa</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Perdonami, ma
                            l’esplosione di prima mi ha danneggiato un
                            po’ la vista.. da quello che posso vedere o
                            capire, sì mi sembrano esplosioni simili a
                            quelle dei fulmini di plasma di prima..”</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Ma sono molto
                            frequenti e sembrano generarsi e spegnersi
                            da punti precisi..” interloquì lei</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“E non è normale?
                            <font face="Arial"><font style="FONT-SIZE:
                                10.0pt;">Caitlyn </font></font>non sono
                            esperto di stelle come te..”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Sarebbe un
                            fenomeno curioso, ma a me sembra qualcosa di
                            diverso.. qualcosa di artificiale”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Bueller fece
                            segno a <font face="Arial"><font
                                style="FONT-SIZE: 10.0pt;">Caitlyn </font></font>di
                            attendere e chiese a Rest un controllo
                            sensori. La mossa indispettì non poco la
                            risiana, come se fosse stata lei a non voler
                            chiedere aiuto al vulcan, ma Ferris decise
                            di non approfondire.</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">L’esito infausto
                            dell’interrogatorio del prigioniero
                            probabilmente era la causa di quel
                            turbamento nell’animo della sua amica, ma
                            non era il momento per farsi spiegare
                            esattamente come stavano le cose.</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Rest in pochi
                            istanti completò l’analisi, dichiarando
                            esito negativo sebbene avessero ancora
                            problemi coi sensori a lungo raggio e la
                            situazione di turbolenza della nebulosa non
                            facilitasse quel tipo di indagini.</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Ringraziato il
                            tattico, Bueller tornò a portare la sua
                            piena attenzione su <font face="Arial"><font
                                style="FONT-SIZE: 10.0pt;">Caitlyn</font></font>.</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Cosa ti turba
                            tanto?”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Quel prigioniero
                            avrebbe potuto raccontarci molte cose, se
                            avessi potuto interrogarlo con calma.. certo
                            dopo la scorsa volta coi Ferengi era ovvio
                            che non ti fidassi pienamente e preferissi
                            uno con una logica indiscutibile come Rest,
                            ma il suo approccio l’ha portato al
                            suicidio”.</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Andiamo <font
                              face="Arial"><font style="FONT-SIZE:
                                10.0pt;">Caitlyn</font></font>,
                            probabilmente l’avrebbe fatto lo stesso”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Non ha senso
                            però.. nessuno, nemmeno noi potevamo
                            immaginare di sconfiggere la nave romulana.
                            Se la navetta fosse stata parte del loro
                            progetto di ricerca, i suoi occupanti
                            sapevano che presto o tardi avremmo dovuto
                            cedere alle richieste della Novarex. Non
                            aveva senso suicidarsi. E poi per quale
                            arcano motivo i due occupanti della navetta
                            si fingevano romulani? O erano davvero
                            convinti di esserlo e scoprire il contrario
                            l’ha fatto impazzire? Possibile ma avrebbe
                            avuto dovuto impiegare molto più tempo
                            nell’elaborare la cosa. E non rende
                            comprensibile il perché del suicidio. Non
                            voleva rivelarci qualcosa di importante”. </font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Pensi fossero
                            spie? Il che spiega anche la dentatura con
                            capsula porta veleno”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Esatto.. e ciò
                            chiarisce anche come mai il comandante della
                            Novarex volesse la navetta. Non ha mai detto
                            che avevamo prigionieri due dei suoi uomini.
                            O due ricercati. Ma esigeva la restituzione
                            della navetta. Io non capisco nulla di
                            tecnica, ma a bordo di quella nave ci
                            potrebbe essere qualcosa di importante per i
                            romulani. O lo era la navetta stessa, visto
                            che non l’avevamo nemmeno mai percepita dai
                            sensori”.</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Uhm.. però Rest
                            mi ha detto che il nostro prigioniero non
                            era molto contento di essere finito in mani
                            federali..”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Sembrava
                            sorpreso e dispiaciuto allo stesso tempo,
                            come se si aspettasse di trovare qualcun
                            altro e non noi qua ad aspettarlo nelle
                            vicinanze”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“In effetti la
                            nebulosa nella sua complessità e noiosità
                            può essere un buon posto per aspettare
                            qualcuno senza essere visti o cercati,
                            quindi qual è la tua ipotesi? Che non siamo
                            soli?”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Diamine Ferris,
                            possibile? Osserva quei lampi di luce.. non
                            ti sembrano..?”</font></font></p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><font face="Calibri"><font
                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Caz.. Ora che mi
                            ci fai pensare sì.. sembrano proprio scambi
                            di artiglieria che vengono riflessi dalla
                            nebulosa! Sei un piccolo genio”</font></font></p>
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                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Bueller baciò
                            sulla guancia <font face="Arial"><font
                                style="FONT-SIZE: 10.0pt;">Caitlyn</font></font>,
                            cogliendola di sorpresa e strappandole un
                            sorriso compiaciuto</font></font></p>
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                        0.0pt;"> </p>
                      <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="MARGIN: 0.0cm 0.0cm
                        0.0pt;"><i><font face="Calibri"><font
                              style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">* Xyr segnati
                              pure questa di infrazione.. <span> </span>*</font></font></i></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">“Rest, energia
                            agli scudi anteriori e ventrali.. Allarme
                            Giallo! Luna tieniti pronta!”</font></font></p>
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                            style="FONT-SIZE: 11.0pt;">Il vulcaniano
                            provò ad interagire ma vedendo lo sguardo
                            deciso del Capitano, decise di non
                            intervenire e di limitarsi ad eseguire gli
                            ordini ricevuti. Luna dal canto suo sorrise
                            a trentadue denti nei confronti di <font
                              face="Arial"><font style="FONT-SIZE:
                                10.0pt;">Caitlyn</font></font>.</font></font></p>
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          Capitano Ferris Bueller<br>
          USS Hope - NCC-25122<br>
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