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Quinn, Battleship Karter, Canteen
“What the fuck are you doing here, Hunter?” Karter said as he approached.
We were in the canteen the floor below the command deck at a table in the back corner. The room had been filled fifteen minutes earlier with those who had finished a shift and with those eating in preparation for one. S-Gen machines lined one wall, windows lined another. Looking out
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