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     Cdr. Velorna Tal |
Twisting. Turning. Wrenching. Pulling. Spinning. Falling. It happened as it had before. She felt herself turn inside out. Her stomach contents exploded across the deck far more violently than before. She collapsed in a heap of flesh and cloth and vomit, her body trembling. She felt the warmth of her expectoration against her face. She heard voices, felt hands pulling her, a cool rag upon her face. Then she felt darkness claim her. When she became aware again, she could hear the soft voices of the medical staff around her. "How long?" she croaked. A grunt. Probably Kennedy. "Probably not long enough." ===== Christian D. Clem '01, aka "Aggie" Cdr. Velorna Tal, Executive Officer (IC) U.S.S. Coronado NCC-97901 |