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So..." Alicia mutters, catching up from a few steps behind everyone. "
We're in the creepy ship, yay. What do we do now?" She takes a quick glance around, looking for signs of effort or any apparent damage to the ship that could hint on why or what happened. Independently, she sighs, her left hand unconsciously resting over the crowbar hanging from her utility belt.
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Maybe the bot can have look things up from Command? Maybe files from the security feed survived or somethin'. I could also try to diagram their flight algorithms, to be sure they showed up here mid-jump like us." She shrugs. "
Though, to be honest, for this quantity of junk to be floating around, I can't see another reason."
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