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          @@ -8,7 +8,9 @@ Oh well. Thir'rip could be in trouble. He'd just have to try and make it to Allo

           Marzelvane took his teacup and stepped into the cockpit. Good thing he found that tech support in Orden. He'd have to bring them some presents if he survived. Now let's see…planar transition checklist…

          -Suddenly a blaring alarm made him drop his tea. "UNIDENTIFIED PLANESHIP, THIS IS UNISOL CUSTOMS FRIGATE _NEEDLE'S EYE_. IDENTIFY YOURSELF AND TRANSMIT CLEARANCE."

          +Suddenly a blaring alarm made him drop his tea. 

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          +"UNIDENTIFIED PLANESHIP, THIS IS UNISOL CUSTOMS FRIGATE _NEEDLE'S EYE_. IDENTIFY YOURSELF AND TRANSMIT CLEARANCE."

           Uh oh. He didn't even have a working radio, much less a registered flightplan. He poked his head into the bedroom and looked out the window. The UNISOL planeship kept pace, seeming to hover just nearby. Yikes that's big. Marzelvane's ship was beginning to come apart. Roof tiles were slipping off into the magical/psionic void, sparkling colorfully as the rules of the planescape vied for dominance.

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9	9	Marzelvane took his teacup and stepped into the cockpit. Good thing he found that tech support in Orden. He'd have to bring them some presents if he survived. Now let's see…planar transition checklist…
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11		-Suddenly a blaring alarm made him drop his tea. "UNIDENTIFIED PLANESHIP, THIS IS UNISOL CUSTOMS FRIGATE _NEEDLE'S EYE_. IDENTIFY YOURSELF AND TRANSMIT CLEARANCE."
	11	+Suddenly a blaring alarm made him drop his tea.
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	13	+"UNIDENTIFIED PLANESHIP, THIS IS UNISOL CUSTOMS FRIGATE _NEEDLE'S EYE_. IDENTIFY YOURSELF AND TRANSMIT CLEARANCE."
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13	15	Uh oh. He didn't even have a working radio, much less a registered flightplan. He poked his head into the bedroom and looked out the window. The UNISOL planeship kept pace, seeming to hover just nearby. Yikes that's big. Marzelvane's ship was beginning to come apart. Roof tiles were slipping off into the magical/psionic void, sparkling colorfully as the rules of the planescape vied for dominance.
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