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RH Irvine: *Smirking* "Whats the difference, would you rather want me to speak to that bulk head over there?" *calmed down* "Listen, I know i have been disrepectful jsut now, and I appologise for it. But I wanted you to open this door, becuase I know she wouldn't. And I feel it is my responsibility to speak with her, if she likes it or not. Because if she's this 'better' jedi then I am, then she's not doing a good job setting an example by dwelling on her grief that she is. I'm sure you don't grief on you're leader's death, becuase of you're sense of duty has to come into play, does it not? Please, open the door for me."

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Orthos: Raschel, we've come this far. We have nowhere else we can go. And supposing we succed, this all gets changed. Who knows what Deac and his friends will do? He could...he could prevent both our problems. Or what if we can find it first? We can do unimaginable things...

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*Hal is luaghing so hard he almost chokes.*

 

Hal: You call me ignorant! The suffering you caused was imense forget ripples in the force, try tidal wave. Do you know most of the Jedi that you didn't kill died of brain hemerages!

 

*Hal gets up and leaves, headed for the common room, on impulse he chages direction a raps on Misae's door.*

 

Hal: Hay, Misae, could I interest you in a sparring match.

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RH Irvine: *to Hal, and also haven't gotten his name yet* "Sir, I think we should stop arguing to them, we are on their ship, their grounds. Not only that with us continueing to make our arguements at them it makes us more likey to be either shot or ejected into the cold dead space. I don't feel like dieing of decompression today, I'm sure you don't either."

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((BD: And where do you intend to spar?))

 

Asgardried: Suffering was immense only for the Jedi and those who survived. The ones who died felt nothing. When A star goes nova there are only seconds before the entire system is destroyed. Finally some wisdom. I am after all a prototype, accidents can happen.

 

*A resonance torpedo is launched at Balmora's sun. Reaching the sun it detonates causing the Sun to go Nova. The Asgardried puts some distance between it and the planet.

 

Seconds after the sun goes nova the shock waves hit the ship and rock it a little. The planet of Balmora is utterly destroyed. Heimdall and Svafa watched the beautiful display. *

 

Heimdall: Alright lets go to Dagon Fel.

 

*The Asgardried raises the viewport shields and engages the slipstream drive.*

 

Svafa: It will take us one week to arrive.

 

Heimdall: Alright. I'm going for a walk.

 

*Heimdall stands, leaves the bridge and takes a turbolift up to the top deck. He wanders around finally comming to the observation room. There he pauses to look out. Slipstream had a far better look then hyperspace. (Think Aurora Borealis wrapped around the ship). He was glade the ship only raised the Viewport shields on the deck the group had access to.

 

Heimdall continues his wandering and comes to a schematic of the ship. From this Deck he had access to a small hangar bay. He had forgotten about that. The hangar could only fit two fighters. Since the hangar bay doors blended so perfectly into the walls they were a deadly surprise. He continued to study the ships layout.

 

The Asgardried consisted of three decks. On the top deck there was the observation lounge, The hangar bay, the Main armory, a pratice room (large enough for swords to be used), and a empty room. The middle deck, the one the group had access to, contained quaters that could house 50 people, the Bridge, another lounge/mess, a kitchen and access to the cargo hold. The bottom deck was for maintence.

 

Heimdall goes to the empty room and looks around. This would be perfect place to set up. Not to mention it had a great view.*

 

Heimdall: If you would please bring the equipment up here, we can begin to set up.

 

Asgardried: Alright, they will be here with the stuff shortly.

 

*Svafa meanwhile secured the bridge and headed to the upper deck. To talk and maybe surprise her brother*

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((Cargo hold.))

 

*Hal turns to R Ivrine*

 

Hal: I'd like to think they weren't that dissonerable. *Balmora goes Nova, Hal feels the destruction of the indiginous life.*

 

*Thumps intercom.*

 

Hal: Would you stop with the Sithin' destruction already, you're giving me a migrane!

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((As I said before there is not indiginous life on the planet. Also with two ships and other supplies in the cargo hold there isn't any room. Although Hal might not have realized the additional supplies loaded at Balmora.))

 

*Idun walks past Hal*

 

Idun: If you ever insult our honor or say we have no honor again and I will personally kill you.

 

*Idun continues past enters a turbolift and goes to the top deck*

 

Asgardried: Stop that over dramitization, Balmora had no life on it. For such a righteous Jedi your quick to past judgement when you have only surface facts.

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Upper Decks

 

*Svafa approaches Heimdall trying to surprise him*

 

Heimdall: Hello

 

Svafa: I should know by now that your hearing prevants people from sneaking up on you.

 

Heimdall: Yes you should.

 

Svafa: What are you doing?

 

Heimdall: Setting up a forge.

 

Svafa: Ah. The Droids can do that. Come on with me.

 

*With a curious expression Heimdall follows Svafa to the Observation room. There Idun was looking out a viewport and a Droid was setting a table.*

 

Svafa: Care to join us for breakfast?

 

Heimdall: I would be honored, but what about the others?

 

Idun: There fine, I'm fairly certain the ship won't kill them. For now let's relax, have a good meal and enjoy the view.

 

Svafa: And we can catch up on events.

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RH Irvine: *To Hal* "I of course don't agree with their methods. We all lost friends and family in that holocuast of theirs. But lets not count out that they also killed quite a few of their own also. This is their domain. He have to respect it. I allowed my emotions interfere with that common sense eariler. But it doesn't change that we are here. If they want to they can kill us right now, and show no remorse."

 

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*WH Irvine wanders in the coradors.*

 

WH Irvine: *to the ship* "Just for the record, I would agree with them too. But I can't becuase I didn't really lose anyone in all that. Hell, the most I have gained from it, was most likey an older brother. Can't tell if it's a good thing yet, but it'll be something to look forward to in the future."

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((Scar: Please read my post. Only the Aesir have access to the upper deck. The group only has access to the middle deck. There is no way WH Irvine could reach the observation room. Also how does RH Irvine know the Aesir destroyed their own planets. He wasn't around when they revealed that to Misea, Marin and Aidan.))

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((Gah. Last night's post got eaten.))

 

*Misae waits for an answer, but Flax' ghost had vanished. She is surprised to find that she's disappointed*

 

Sithspit. Like he could have helped anyway.

 

*She barely notices the chime and the knocks*

 

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Raschel: I don't know what Deac would do. And I don't guess it would help us. I mean, look what being a hero got him. A lonely grave in space! ...I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry. But Orthos, we are no heroes...what are we doing here?

 

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*Marin and Aidan walk in a hallway near the docking bay Guy's ship was kept in. Aidan avoided the quiet Shadow, but at the same time gravitated towards anything that reminded him of the surroundings he was used to. Marin humored him*

 

Aidan: I don't like any of 'em. Half of them are jerks, the others are too arrogant to associate with anyone but their own kind. Got enough of that attitude back on Earth. Pieces of...

 

Marin: You aren't really giving any of them a chance.

 

Aidan: Who cares? They don't deserve one. I don't care about this "quest", or this "Time Matrix". If I had another place to go, I'd be there.

 

Marin: You realize the time is almost up...

 

Aidan: You're still on about that? I thought you didn't care about honor. Listen, that pledge doesn't mean anything to me. If you want to leave...

 

Marin: *smiles* Like you said...where else would I go?

 

Aidan: No, that isn't it. You actually like this. You want to find the Time Matrix. Deny it if you want, but saving all those people...and helping those others, even if they hate you...you want it. You love it. Independence my foot. I can't imagine what you would do without people around.

 

Marin: *noncommitally* You aren't usually so...candid.

 

Aidan: *muttering* Must be the drugs...

 

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*Guy practices combat in his ship's hold with a sparring droid. After he'd broken it to pieces for the umpteenth time, the droid ran out of power and didn't reform itself. It lay there in shards and broken bits*

 

Too much practice on one droid. I almost feel I should apologize.

 

*He replaces the power cell, but doesn't reactive it. He can suddenly sense something about to happen*

 

What...

 

*On a hunch, he runs up to his top deck and activates his scanning devices*

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[Well, seeing as Flax is appearing]

 

*Orthos blinks after Raschel's outburst to see a familiar figure appear behind her*

 

Deac: Actually my grave isn't that lonely. A sith shares it with me.

 

Orthos: WHAT THE-?!!!

 

Deac: Orthos, the thing you're after, the time matrix...make sure you get there. Make sure you find it, and use it for good. I left Rwos and Odin looking for it. Hopefully the Starkiller Avatar went with them...I'm not so sure...wait...I'm...going back...of course...Revenant program got activat-

 

*Deac vanishes*

 

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*The mysterious figure feels a surge in the force*

 

????: Gotcha.

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Hal: What they did was unacceptable, from any point of view. Perhaps if they understood the true nature of the destrucction and death they had caused then they wouldn't do it so blithly. Then again they'd only need to sence it through the force.

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Asgardreid: It was acceptable from an Aesirian point of view, it was also acceptable from an Olympians, and other races. They knew the consequences of Fenrir's release. You did not and still you do not. Only when you come face to face with the wolf, and the other demonic beasts that have been release will you have the chance to understand. Even then you are very young and probably will not fully comprehend.

 

Oh, one last thing. This is all because of the cowardness of your New Republic.

 

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*Svafa raises her glass in a toast*

 

Svafa: To all those who graced us with their presance before passing out of this realm.

 

*Heimdall and Idun raises their glasses, and then they drink. The glasses were filled with Mead*

 

Heimdall: Ever think about how young they are?

 

Idun: What do you mean?

 

Heimdall: Nothing really. Just thinking how their entire lives are just an eye blink compared to us. Perhaps that is why they don't truely understand us.

 

Svafa: That could be. You never really think about it, but they are extermly young.

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*Guy's scanners detect a time anomaly - the presence of Deac's spirit - in the Asgardried's hull. He records it, not understanding it but putting it off until later.

 

Something was wrong.

 

He had the ship scan himself. Then he had the ship scan the entire Asgardried.*

 

How...

 

*A 3-dimensional map of the ship was displayed with a generic outline representing recognized humanoid lifeforms. One for him, two close to the hold - Marin and Aidan - a cluster in the hallways representing Misae, Hal, Raschel, Orthos, and one of the Irvines. A ways away from them was the other Irvine, and on the higher decks were another cluster representing Idun, Heimdall and Svafa.

 

Marin, Aidan, Misae, Raschel, Orthos, Idun, Heimdall and himself were glowing with a pulsing light. The others were beginning to glow faintly as well, as if being infected by the light of the others.*

 

They shouldn't be...

 

*The light represented intense magical energy. He'd detected it on the group before when they'd emerged from the dream room, but he'd assumed it was a temporary side effect of the exposure to the near-radioactive magic of the room.

 

But it wasn't gone. It was growing. And now, it was pulsing, bursting as if...

 

A vision catches him off guard, and he collapses into it*

 

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Raschel: *incredulously* What...in the Force? How was...what was he talking about?

 

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*Deep inside the Asgardried, a rip appears in space. A curious animal head pokes through, tasting the air with its tongue.

 

It worms its way out of the hole and runs down the corridors of the ship. More gather round it as it runs*

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*RH Irvine walks down the coradors of the ship until he senses a disturbence, like someone in the force came, but breifly. There was nothing he could about it, he continued walking. Then another disturbence, this time is wasn't to far ahead, he runs up to the source, the portal of snakes. He pulls out his lightsaber, and ignites it.*

 

RH Irvine: "Hey ship! Argh, didn't quite get your name, but anyway, I believe it would be in the most common interest that the others should be warned about this."

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Asgardried: Why this is easily dealt with.

 

*Two large doors slam shut. One before the creature and one behind. With the creature(s) sealed between the two doors. Then hatches open revealing weapon emplacements. The swivel and begin firing.

 

The Rift is then enclosed by force fields prevanting anymore creatures from leaving it.*

 

((later tonight I will be advancing time))

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Orthos: Deac didn't die...or at least, not in the explosion. He mentioned the "Time Matrix". He must be after it too, and the sith must also want it. He must have died in battle...and now his cybernetic body is re-assembled and he's trying to find his friends.

 

*Hears alarms sound*

 

I wonder what it is now.

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((OOS: What portal of snakes?

 

Admiral: More than one rift. Just so you know))

 

 

*More rifts shift open and closed around the ship. One centipede-like creature is caught in an activating force field and sliced neatly in half. However, other creatures are unaffected by them, some passing through the fields - and walls - as if they weren't there.

 

One two-legged creature reaches Guy's ship, sniffing. His ship's weapons activate, analyzing the creature and reforming and firing. The creature is blown away.

 

Unfortunately, this attracted even more creatures. Guy's ship couldn't analyze them fast enough, and they breached the ship's hull.*

 

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*FLASH*

 

*Guy stood in the corner of a room. A wooden and earthen wall.

 

A man in what seemed to be late 17th or early 18th Earth clothing sat in front of a fire. His eyes were closed. He didn't realize Guy was there.*

 

This is a time distortion, I can feel it...

 

*He could feel some of what the man in front of the fire was feeling. Pained thoughts. He caught bits and pieces of memories.

 

A gang of vampires...thrusting a girl, his daughter, into the sunlight and watching her burn to ashes...a long journey...a small, peaceful town...a huge monster of a - man? standing on a ledge watching the town burn, laughing...the pain of even more loss...then flashes of red and white light, and rage that was now cooling, cooling to a simmer...*

 

"All for vengeance."

 

*Guy realized that he'd caught a snippet of the man's thoughts. The man looked down at his mug, which had the name Cyrus Duncan carved into it*

 

"Vengeance that I never gained."

 

*The man...Duncan...took a drink.*

 

"They vanished. Leaving only their weak progeny to hunt down. And the memories..."

 

*A strange whirring sounds briefly on the other side of the room. Duncan's thoughts cut out of Guy's head. Guy looks to see a strange figure in a cloak, hidden in shadow. Duncan does not turn around or stir from his seat*

 

Duncan: *speaking to the figure* Another step, and it will be your last. If you've come here for anything other than a fight, you're in the wrong place.

 

*The figure spoke. A male voice* A fight's exactly what I'm looking for.

 

*Duncan stands. Then he turns around*

 

Duncan: Be a man and show your face.

 

*Out of the shadows stepped - a demon. He looked much like a man, but had beige, loose skin and heavy scars. And unnaturally dark eyes. Everything else was concealed by the brown cloak.*

 

Demon: I'm not a man. *He pauses for a second* What I mean is...

 

Duncan: You're not human.

 

Demon: But clearly masculine. You get that, right?

 

*Duncan picks up a small crossbow and aims it at the demon's chest.*

 

Duncan: You'll get more than a fight if you don't leave right now.

 

Demon: Fine, fine. My mistake, sorry. I just thought you might want help killing the Jotuns who massacred your family.

 

*The demon carefully watches the man's reaction. Duncan only turns away and puts down his mug*

 

Duncan: I don't need your help. I'll kill them myself.

 

Demon: Uh, actually, no, you won't. You'll die a bitter old man and never see them again.

 

Duncan: You don't know that.

 

Demon: I kinda do. In fact, *walking around to get in the Hunter's view* I know it'll be another thirty-five hundred years before you get another chance to confront a Jotun again. Or the ones you're so keen on wreaking your revenge upon.

 

*Duncan is silent for a time. Then he speaks again*

 

Duncan: And...this is the part of the tale where the demon offers the broken man the chance to change all that?

 

Demon: I'll take you to them. Thirty five centuries into the future.

 

Duncan: Through black magic and sorcery.

 

Demon: No. On a ronto cart. Of course through black magic and sorcery. I'm a demon.

 

Duncan: And what do you want from me?

 

Demon: Your word. I want your word that when the time comes, you will show them all no mercy.

 

*Duncan looks into the dark corners of the room*

 

Demon: *sounding impatient* Uh, I don't mean to be pushy, but this is a limited time offer. Say yes, and I'll take you to them this very hour. Say no...and realize your one chance to avenge what the Jotuns did to your wife and children has slipped away...forever.

 

*Duncan stares at nothing.

 

Guy is moving away again, the scene receding into the distance. But he already somehow knew what the man's answer would be...*

 

But...what does this mean...?

 

*FLASH*

 

*He was back in the present again. He could feel it. He was still fully away from his body. His soul was being dragged across space towards a disturbance that it just had to see...*

 

 

((Edited to clarify some things))

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((Deac: The Asgardried didn't set off any alarms.

 

Red: Your forgetting that the ship wouldn't just let this happen...))

 

Asgardried: The republic gave up like cowards to Cracken. They barely put up a true fight. Our lord was trying to help you, and your goverment surrendered. If they had acted when they needed to the Crimson Star could have been destroyed, and none of this would have happened. Over Coruscant the Republic showed themselves to be with out a shread of honor.

 

Besides there were other reason for destroying so many planets.

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Heimdall: Please purge yourself.

 

*In the cargo hold two droids race up and grab Marin and Aidan. The bay doors then open sucking out any creatures in the cargo hold. At the same time interior defense systems elimated other creatures.

 

Finally the runes written in what appeared to be a decorative pattern begin to glow. As they spells were activated. The rifts were closed, any new ones were promptly closed as well.*

 

Idun: I really do have to admit, Odin not allowing us to abandon the futhark has really helped us.

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[Time Advance of 1 Week]

 

*The Asgardreid disengages it's slipstream drive. Before was the planet of Dagon Fel*

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((OOS: You're assuming that the ship could. However I should have been more specific about the creatures. They wouldn't have all been affected by the actions the ship took.))

 

 

 

*Before the time skip*

 

*About half the creatures around Guy's ship were sucked out by the bay doors opening. The others were already inside, or too immaterial to be affected by the change in pressures.

 

The portals closed by the Futhark's power instantly reopened again. Then, after disgorging their creatures, closed up again. More continued to open*

 

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Whiteness.

 

A figure with lavender-colored hair was standing on what at first glance appeared to be nothing, smiling. Wearing a dark trenchcoat. Hands held behind his back.

 

Facing him, and also standing on what was apparently a flat...marble? translucent floor with milky white impurities running through it, were a picturesque group of people. One wore a white trenchcoat, which made him blend into the surroundings in a disturbing fashion. He carried two guns which he had pulled out and trained on the purple-haired man. The person beside him wore clothing that clearly indicated she was from Earth's magical world, but nothing more interesting except for a satchel around her neck. Beside her was a tall man in gray armor and a mask covering everything except for glowing white eyeslits. Beside him, a tall girl dressed in blue. In front of them all was a Dark Elf with small with blue-green tatoos around his eyes, and a shock of dark gray hair. He was dressed in some unusual armor, also gray, and carried himself as if he was the leader of the group. He held a long blaster in one hand, a long sword in the other.

 

There were a few others, but Guy's attention was drawn to something else...three cages floating in the air on repulsorlifts. One held a gargoyle that Guy recognized as K'Warra K'laar. The second held an unconscious short, dark-skinned girl that Guy didn't recognize. The third cage was longer cloaked and darkened. The group all looked very surprised to see the purple-haired man, except for the gargoyle.

 

The dark elf steps forward*

 

Elf: Who are you? *The lavender-haired man doesn't answer. The elf turns towards the caged gargoyle and demands again* Who is he?

 

K'Warra: *grinning* A guardian. Sakara Asrogeth if my memory serves me. Sakara, what an honor your new position must be.

 

*The lavender-haired man smiles more and speaks* Oh, I think I enjoy it about as much as you enjoy your current position.

 

*The elf looks from one to the other* You know each other?

 

K'Warra: No, we've never met.

 

Sakara: *conversationally, to the elf* Congratulations on a group of prime catches. I'd ask you how you managed it, but I believe we're a little short on time.

 

Elf: *to K'Warra* What does he mean?

 

K'Warra: I don't think you can get any clearer than what he told you.

 

*Sakara extends his arms in a cross position. Energy flows from them into the translucent floor.

 

Several misty white creatures come up along the energy, dropping out and standing on the ground. They solidify into creatures with bladed arms that appeared to be made from liquid metal. They hiss at the intruding group*

 

Elf: What are those?

 

*Sakara interrupts K'Warra's answer* They're here to kill you. Or at least drive you off.

 

*He begins rising into the air* You see, I know what you're here for. And while I don't have anything in particular against you accomplishing your goals, I'm afraid I don't have any choice but to do this.

 

*He stops rising, levitating in midair* Here's how it is. If you can get past me, you can enter this dimension. If you can't, then you can either leave or keep trying until you get killed. I'm not going to use my full powers on you, so you've got a nice fighting chance. Got it? Good.

 

*Sakara snaps his fingers, and the metal creatures charge at the group.

 

At that moment K'Warra looks up. His eyes directly meet Guy's. He smiles and winks.

 

The scene recedes quickly, shrinking into a blank. Space rushed past him, then a beautiful assortment of colors, then he was back in his ship in the Asgardried again. A racoon-like creature was standing over him with a curious look.

 

Startled, he knocked the creature off. Then he became aware of the blaring alarms.

 

Quickly, he pressed in a code into the console in front of him. His ship rose into the air and rotated, lowering a square-shaped device from the bottom of its hull.*

 

This better not do any damage to the others...

 

*The device unleashes a shockwave of energy, which radiates through the ship like an EMP pulse.

 

On Guy's holo-scan, the glowing signatures of the humans aboard the Asgardried simultaneously dimmed and shrunk to a tiny flame in each of them.

 

The remaining creatures abruptly looked confused and lost. Then one by one, the ones that were unaffected by the Asgardried's attacks slipped back away through their portals.

 

Guy looked at the scanner, simultaneously relieved and apprehensive*

 

Well that's good, for now. Unfortunately I don't know what that tampering will result in...

 

*Guy shuts down the monitor. He sits and thinks*

 

Time Skip

 

 

 

((Edited because words like "plasma" shouldn't be thrown around so casually ^_^;;))

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