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    <p>Bella entrata in scena, direi che come inizio è andata benissimo.
      E l'ho trovata pure simpatica, di solito quelli della sicurezza
      sono tutti dei burberi (guarda Tkar, mai un sorriso...)</p>
    <p>Per quanto riguarda il brano, a parte un po' di errori di
      battitura (le maiuscole sono sparite praticamente tutte), c'è un
      po' di confusione nella parte della simulazione. Sono in tre: il
      tenente Yamada, il guardiamarina Pers e lo specialista McCarthy.
      Solo che poi il guardiamarina diventa di colpo tenente mentre sono
      fuori della grotta prima dell'attacco.</p>
    <p>Vabbeh niente di che era solo per avvertire il capo così lo
      corregge prima di metterlo online.<br>
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    <div class="moz-cite-prefix">Il 12/02/2018 15:22, Yuki Yamada ha
      scritto:<br>
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cite="mid:CAHnbYSfk9qzk8FMz87xYQ69joHzkMA_mUC5C-H1PdE0X2bw1kA@mail.gmail.com">
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              style="font-size:14.6667px">Speriamo che vi piaccia,</span></font></p>
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          8pt;line-height:11.55pt"><font face="Calibri"><span
              style="font-size:14.6667px">Francesca</span></font></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">=============================<br>
            Titolo: 05.02 Gioco di squadra o battitore libero?<br>
            Precedente: - Rockstar, soubrette e sommergibili rosa<br>
            Autore: Francesca/Yamada<br>
            =============================<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">*** Luogo
            imprecisato, <br>
            13/01/2395, Ore 14:00 – D.S. 72034.48***<span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Appena terminato
            il teletrasporto
            sulla superficie il Tenente Yamada ordinò il mascheramento
            dei segni vitali <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“guardiamarina
            Pers situazione”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“i rottami si
            trovano a meno di
            cinquecento metri a sud-ovest da qui” rispose prontamente
            quest’ultimo<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“specialista
            McCarthy mi faccia una scansione di segni biologici nelle
            vicinanze”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Il ragazzone di
            chiare origini
            Irlandesi non indugiò oltre ed eseguì quanto richiesto da
            Yamada “abbiamo
            dodici segni vitali ferenghi a oltre un chilometro a nord” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“ferenghi eh! Mmm
            non mi piace per
            niente la situazione forza andiamo a recuperare il materiale
            dalla navetta se
            facciamo tutto bene e in fretta tra meno di un ora siamo a
            mensa a gustarci il
            meritato pranzo” Yamada si incamminò verso i rottami<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“bleat …
            gustarci” <span> </span>McCarthy fece una boccaccia a
            sottolineare
            quanto appena detto dalla caposquadra<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“specialista … la
            smetta di fare
            il sofisticato” ridacchiò Pers “lo sanno tutti che
            mangerebbe anche la famosa
            verga di sangue klingon” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“beh! Non è poi
            così male” precisò
            McCarthy<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“la smettiamo?!…
            siamo in missione
            non al bar” li riprese Yamada … “muoviamoci … non mi piace
            che perdiate la
            concentrazione” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“si signore” i
            due sottoposti
            tornarono seriosi. camminando finalmente la squadra arrivò
            alla navetta … <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Yamada fu la
            prima a scorgere i
            resti “eccola ci siamo recuperiamo il carico e filiamocela
            alla svelta” subito
            iniziarono a prelevare il materiale dalla stiva<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“Tenente ma cosa
            contengono queste
            casse che…” lo specialista non ebbe modo di finire la frase
            che un raggio gli
            passò a meno di dieci centimetri, il caposquadra
            immediatamente si nascose
            dietro un masso <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“mettetevi al
            riparo” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">diede una rapida
            occhiata in giro cercando
            di capire dove si trovassero gli aggressori, ma non ebbe
            modo di fare altro perché
            un colpo le fece perdere i sensi e immediatamente fu portata
            via da due ferenghi
            e questo determinò la fine dello scontro perché gli
            aggressori ripiegarono
            sulle loro posizioni<span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Il Guardiamarina
            Pers vide i ferenghi
            portare via il tenente ma non poté fare nient’altro che
            prendere atto della
            situazione, dopo lunghi minuti di silenzio capì che lo
            scontro era finito e
            cautamente uscì allo scoperto<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“Specialista …
            hanno preso in
            ostaggio il tenente dobbiamo assolutamente trovare dove sono
            andati, esegua una
            scansione per individuarli”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“si signore” dopo
            alcuni secondi
            diede l’informazione richiesta “a un chilometro da qui si
            sono rifugiati dentro
            una grotta”<span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“allora andiamo”<span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">*** Luogo
            imprecisato, <br>
            13/01/2395, Ore 15:30 – D.S. 72034.65***<span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Il tenente e lo
            specialista si
            ritrovarono a meno di cento metri dall’apertura del
            nascondiglio dei rapitori
            del tenente “specialista … situazione” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Lo specialista
            consultò il tricorder
            “dodici ferenghi e il nostro tenente non ci sono altre
            aperture oltre quella di
            fronte noi” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“accidenti siamo
            in inferiorità
            numerica e non abbiamo nessun vantaggio tattico” il
            Guardiamarina cominciava a
            dare segni di nervosismo<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“signore …
            potremmo cercare di intavolare
            una trattativa” suggerì lo specialista<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“e come … non
            abbiamo né una contropartita
            né tantomeno un modo per comunicare con loro” cercheremo di
            creare un diversivo
            in modo da prenderli di sorpresa” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“ma signore siamo
            in netta
            inferiorità” obbiettò energicamente lo specialista<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“non abbiamo
            alternative … non
            possiamo chiamare la Seatiger per avere rinforzi per non
            infrangere l’ordine di
            silenzio radio, non possiamo comunicare con loro, ci rimane
            solo l’irruzione
            con l’ausilio del diversivo” fece cenno di seguirlo e
            incamminandosi “io farò
            in modo di distrarli lei faccia irruzione”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“se posso dire …”
            lo specialista
            cercò di convincere il superiore a trovare un’altra
            soluzione <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“è un ordine …non
            si accettano né
            se né ma faccia quello le ho detto” e detto questo si
            posizionò sul bordo
            opposto allo specialista attese che quest’ultimo fosse in
            posizione e con la
            mano diede l’ordine di esecuzione” entrarono entrambi e in
            attimo furono
            investiti da una pioggia di fuoco<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“terminare
            simulazione” il ponte
            ologrammi tornò alla configurazione originale lasciando solo
            il Guardiamarina
            Pers e il tenente Yamada “Tenete Yamada uccisa in missione
            per l’incompetenza
            di un battitore libero di nome Pers che pensava di poter
            risolvere la
            situazione con l’uso delle armi” lo guardò con
            commiserazione <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“ma signore come
            poteva essere
            risolta la situazione” fece la domanda assumendo una
            posizione formale<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“magari dando
            ascolto allo
            specialista …<span>  </span>cercare di intavolare una
            trattativa” sorrise con aria sardonica<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“ma non avevamo
            né materiale per
            lo scambio né tantomeno il modo di comunicare” ribatté<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“il materiale
            sulla navetta … sono
            ferenghi … e ai ferenghi piace fare trattative con materiali
            della federazione
            e per quanto riguarda comunicare “sorrise “poteva usare il
            mio comunicatore non
            crede?!” rimase in silenzio per valutare la reazione di Pers<span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Il guardiamarina
            arrossendo “giusto
            signore … non ho riflettuto abbastanza”<span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Yamada assunse
            un’aria bonaria “non
            si preoccupi … a questo servono le simulazioni di
            addestramento … il brevetto
            lo prenderà la prossima volta… l’unico rimprovero che mi
            sento di muoverle e
            che non bisogna mai agire da battitori liberi ma ascoltare i
            consigli o
            alternative che le vengono date anche da un suo sottoposto,
            perché l’esperienza
            si acquisisce il tempo e non con il grado quindi …” il
            comunicatore interruppe
            la discussione <span></span></span></p>
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            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">=^=Capitano Kenar
            a Tenente Yamada
            … se non ha impegni mi raggiunga in ufficio” =^=<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“arrivo subito
            capitano” fece un
            cenno al guardiamarina “ci vediamo la settimana prossima per
            un’altra prova”
            sorrise “mi aspetto molto da lei” rapidamente uscì dalla
            sala ologrammi <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">*** USS Seatiger,
            Ufficio del
            Capitano<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">12/01/2395, Ore
            16:25 – D.S. 72034.75***<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Con passo deciso
            Yamada percorreva
            i corridoi che l’avrebbero portata nell’ufficio del
            capitano, tra se passava in
            rassegna gli ultimi eventi che l’avevano coinvolta cercando
            di trovare qualcosa
            che non andasse per giustificare una chiamata nel suo
            ufficio da parte di Kenar,
            immersa nelle sue preoccupazioni quasi oltrepassò la porta
            del capitano, questo
            la costrinse a fare una piccola marcia indietro, si dette
            un’ultima sistemata
            all’uniforme, fece un lungo sospiro e facendosi coraggio
            azionò il segnale
            acustico che segnalava la sua presenza. Le porte si aprirono
            <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“avanti” la voce
            del capitano gli
            arrivò forte e chiara<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          8pt;line-height:11.55pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times
          New Roman""><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Yamada entrò
            nella stanza posizionandosi
            davanti alla scrivania del superiore assumendo la posizione
            di attenti <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“Tenete
            Yuki
            Ikeda Yamada</span> a rapporto signore” rimase sull’attenti
          in attesa di un
          riscontro da parte di Kenar<span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">il
            capitano aveva tra le mani un d-padd, alzò gli occhi verso
            la nuova venuta e
            sorridendo indico una delle due poltroncine davanti a lui <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“prego
            si
            accomodi …” la guardò nuovamente “ e non sia nervosa”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Yamada
            si
            sedette mantenendo comunque una posizione molto formale <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“mi
            scusi
            capitano ma non mi capita spesso di essere chiamata da lei”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“beh!
            Questo
            può significare due cose “fece una piccola pausa molto
            teatrale “o che lei fa
            bene il suo lavoro “oppure!...<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Yamada
            sempre più sulle spine “oppure?”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Il
            capitano
            non le rispose e si concentrò sul d-padd <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“Yuki
            Ikeda Yamada</span> nata a Nara, Giappone, SOL III …”
          interruppe la
          lettura <span> </span>e rivolgendosi alla sottoposta “Nara?!
          … mi sfugge dove si troverebbe?”<span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“si
            trova
            sull’</span><span
style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica;color:rgb(34,34,34);background:white">'isola
            di </span>Honshu …<span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">diciamo al centro</span><span>”
            <span> </span><span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>“mi
            affascina il Giappone prima o poi devo andarci” si concentrò
            nuovamente sul
            padd, <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>“dicevamo
            … </span><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">sull’</span><span
style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica;color:rgb(34,34,34);background:white">'isola
            di </span>Honshu il 23 novembre
          2360 … <span>orfana di
            entrambi i genitori, mi spiace brutta storia”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>“già
            … mi deve scusare ma se non le dispiace preferirei non
            parlarne” disse l’ultima
            parte della frase assumendo un’aria malinconica<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>“capisco
            … non deve scusarsi, comunque il suo ruolino di servizio è
            ragguardevole” Kenar
            la fissò negli occhi “e mi dica … come si vede tra dieci
            anni… mi spiego meglio
            qual è il suo sogno di ufficiale della flotta ?”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>Yamada
            rimase in silenzio alcuni secondi, poi sfoderò un largo
            sorriso “tra dieci
            anni? … mi vedo seduta davanti all’ammiraglio Arjian Kenar
            Geran</span> che che
          mi affida il comando di una nave stellare” <span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>Kenar
            scoppiò in una fragorosa risata … “beh! Che dire, mi piace
            il suo sogno anche perché
            mi coinvolge in maniera assolutamente positiva, ma facciamo
            un passo alla
            volta, intanto l’ho convocata qui perché ho parlato con </span><span
            style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Tkar e ho deciso
            di alleggerire il
            suo lavoro togliendogli l’interim della Sicurezza, e
            affidare a lei questa responsabilità”
            rimase in silenzio per valutare la reazione della sottoposta<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">Yamada
            Rimase
            un attimo in silenzio cercando di elaborare quanto appreso
            non credeva alle
            proprie orecchie “sono onorata che lei abbia pensato a me
            per questo incarico maaaa…”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“non
            cominci con la tiritera che non merita questo incarico che
            ci sono persone più
            titolate e altre cavolate del genere lei è assolutamente la
            più idonea e
            titolata per questo incarico quindi mi aspetto che lei
            accetti e basta” <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">con
            aria
            risoluta” le stavo dicendo maaaa certo che accetto e, spero
            di essere all’altezza
            delle sue aspettative”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">“di
            questo non ho alcun dubbio, l’incarico è attivo da questo
            momento” alzandosi in
            piedi porse la mano” congratulazioni … ora la lascio libera
            in modo che possa
            organizzarsi il prima possibile”<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">stringendo
            la mano del capitano “grazie signore” e salutando il
            superiore uscì rapidamente
            <span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri">=^=
            Tenente Hamada a tutto il personale della sicurezza,
            riunione alle ore 18.00 sono
            annullati tutti i riposi” =^=<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Calibri"><span> </span><span> </span></span><span><span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span><span> </span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>==========================<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>END
            OF TRANSMISSION<span></span></span></p>
        <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm 0cm
          0.0001pt;font-size:12pt;font-family:"Times New
          Roman""><span>==========================</span><span
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                  size="4">Capo SEC</font></span></div>
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