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It's been a couple of hours since the daring escape from Japan. Barbara had rushed through introductions, gotten the two girls fed, and watched them pass out. She didn't have the details, but she was sure it had been rough down there.

She'd ask later.

"Skipper?" Zinda keys up her mic, "Just lettin' you know that we've got some rough air up ahead. Make sure you're buckled up and your flashy screens aren't about to fall of the wall."

Babs grins and checks to make sure her chair is secured, "Don't let us crash, Zinda."

"I never do."