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OOC>> Larry, I just PMed you.
IC>>>
Suddenly, the ship rocks to one side, hurling Mistral forward. She staggers ahead, trying to regain balance as the ship continues to fling its contents randomly from side to side.
Reaching out with both hands, she secures herself by pressing her palms on both sides of the walls of the corridor. Her wobbly feet attempt to advance towards the steps leading up to the deck...
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