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Flax: Oh....... Never heard about that. Mind you, back then I was just a pilot. My Grandfather controlled all this.
Sellena: I'm going to see Greer. I'll leave you to it. Goodby, Deac.
*As the door closes Flax raises his eyebrows.*
Flax: You must have made an impression.
*A few minutes later there is a knock at Greer's door.*
Fly Fast,
Shoot Straight,
Live Long!
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