A
mib_khan on the
uss_murgatroid, assigned to research, noted an unusual fact. He documented the data, fixed it firmly in his head, and hit the memory update button on his tricorder.
Of the remaining Khans on Vulcan, one was sober. He fought his way through the crowd of drunken clones until he located
storvik. Storvik was lying on the desert sand, beer bong in mouth,
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