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' Docking Bay '
The smell of warm metal overpowered the
senses. Then the sound. The heavy sound of metal on metal. The thump
of raw material. This was ritual. A moment of pure self-indulgence -
of home, comfort and safety. The fallback position in moments of
stress. The tangible and known. Camaraderie - of love and fear,
both. Fear of the team capabilities - the evil of which they were
all capable - would it rear it's ugly head and make a mockery of
Lock and load. Let's do it.