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- The little space angel floated in the hallway, her golden-blonde hair forming a halo around her sweet little head (that absolutely would never even consider being up to no good). But, the clock on the wall said it was time to go fetch her progenitor. But, the clock on the wall said it was time to go fetch her progenitor. Her progenitor was -of course- She Who Must Be Obeyed (between 0600-1000, 1600-2000; weekdays and sunday). The space angel became space supergirl as her long hair streamed behind her like a cape as she kicked her way around the corners with a grace and speed beyond all ken! Ah, now she was approaching the Great Room Of Important Importantness! As she ducked inside, the many denizens looked up from their consoles, and all chorused at once. "THERESA WHITE, TIE BACK YOUR HAIR" The Great Wise Queen On Her Throne smirked, and waited for her daughter to adhere to proper bridge safety protocol
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- Ok, par 2: What's the status of the engines?
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