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 <font color="purple">"I might have to come here more often then!"</font>
-'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' The jackal and her "backup dancers/singers" continue to belt out the music. Sandra, for her part, appears to just totally lose herself to it, embodying Bruno Mars and Michael Jackson at once as she adds a few more spins and kicks to the music. She grooves her shoulders to the beat with the others as they stifle a laugh. <font color="red">''"...Come on, dance, jump on it / If you sexy then flaunt it / If you freaky then own it / Don't brag about it, come show me...!"''</font> At that, she flicks her hips back and forth and wags her tail to the beat while grinning.
+'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' The jackal and her "backup dancers/singers" continue to belt out the music. Sandra, for her part, appears to just totally lose herself to it, embodying Bruno Mars and Michael Jackson at once as she adds a few more spins and kicks to the music. She grooves her shoulders to the beat with the others as they stifle a laugh. <font color="red">''"...Come on, dance, jump on it / If you sexy, then flaunt it / If you freaky, then own it / Don't brag about it, come show me...!"''</font> At that, she flicks her hips back and forth and wags her tail to the beat while grinning.
 '''<u>Jason Chilton:</u>''' Derek turns to the others who have not partaken with a crooked grin on his face, the dragon fanning himself a little bit. <font color="teal">"I wanna know who put her up to this...cause this...this is something I'd pay to see!</font>

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 '''<u>Jason Chilton:</u>''' The DJ smiles and gives her a nod before going back to his laptop to enter in the song to the display. <font color="blue">"All right...here we go with Sandra...!"</font>
-'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' Sandra grins and whispers to the two other astronauts as a few other people wander in... among them Derek Ozark. That nets a big grin from the jackal as she wanders over to the mic and grabs it. The beat kicks in and with a laugh, Yuma and Ricky start to do the backing. Sandra, though, grins and belts into the mic at the right moment, on key. <font color="red">''"... This hit, that ice cold / Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold / This one for them hood girls / Them good girls straight masterpieces..."''</font> While she does it, though, she's snapping her fingers in time to the music and tapping one of her feet on the floor, her tail wagging in time to the beat.
+'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' Sandra grins and whispers to the two other astronauts as a few other people wander in... among them Derek Ozark. That nets a big grin from the jackal as she wanders over to the mic and grabs it. The beat kicks in and with a laugh, Yuma and Ricky start to do the backing. Sandra, though, grins and belts into the mic at the right moment, on key. <font color="red">''"... This hit, that ice cold / Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold / This one for them hood girls / Them good girls, straight masterpieces..."''</font> While she does it, though, she's snapping her fingers in time to the music and tapping one of her feet on the floor, her tail wagging in time to the beat.
 '''<u>Jason Chilton:</u>''' Troy is watching as Sandra takes the stage and Derek enters, the dragon smiling when he sees everyone gathered and comes up to where Roger and Yuma are seated.  <font color="teal">"Hey guys...am I late?  Got caught in traffic on the 10..."</font>
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 <font color="#8B4513">"Long Beach...Cali..." </font>
-'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' The rest of the crew at the table start cheering at this and whooping them on while the rest of the house starts to notice. Zach gawks wide a few moments, the cheese stick in his hand falling back to the boat with the others. <font color="red">''"...Girls hit your hallelujah..."''</font> She howls softly while the others behind her simply "whoo" loudly. They do that three times and Sandra grins. <font color="red">''"...'cause uptown funk gonna give it to you... 'cause uptown funk gonna give it to you... 'cause uptown funk gonna give it to ya'..."''</font> She shuts her eyes and smiles wide. <font color="red">''"... It's Saturday night and we're in the spot... DON'T BELIEVE ME JUST WATCH, '''COME ON!'''"''</font> The three on stage all jump at once and start to dance in harmony as Sandra smirks and twirls once again, repeating the lyric a few times.
+'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' The rest of the crew at the table start cheering at this and whooping them on while the rest of the house starts to notice. Zach gawks wide a few moments, the cheese stick in his hand falling back to the boat with the others. <font color="red">''"...Girls hit your hallelujah..."''</font> She howls softly while the others behind her simply "whoo" loudly. They do that three times and Sandra grins. <font color="red">''"...'cause uptown funk gonna give it to you... 'cause uptown funk gonna give it to you... 'cause uptown funk gonna give it to ya'..."''</font> She shuts her eyes and smiles wide. <font color="red">''"... It's Saturday night and we're in the spot... DON'T BELIEVE ME, JUST WATCH, '''COME ON!'''"''</font> The three on stage all jump at once and start to dance in harmony as Sandra smirks and twirls once again, repeating the lyric a few times.
 '''<u>Jason Chilton:</u>''' Erica is on the verge of roaring out as she takes back to Troy's side, while he is still chatting up Derek. <font color="purple">"Wow, she's good!"</font></br>

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 <font color="teal">"Besides, it didn't kill Sandra over here, so I think you'll do fine."</font></br>
 Sandra winces a bit. <font color="red">"Oh, no... speak for yourself, Sonya. First stage cutoff on the Jupiter? My head damn near went through the instrument panel..." </font></br>
-<font color="#8B4513">"My only claim to fame is I flew with Ilan Ramon and didn't die... I'm happy."</font> Shalom smiles and takes a bite of his chicken wings.
+<font color="#8B4513">"My only claim to fame is I flew combat missions with Ilan Ramon and didn't get shot down... I'm happy."</font> Shalom smiles and takes a bite of his chicken wings.
 '''<u>Jason Chilton:</u>''' Troy gives a nod, smiling as he leans in and places a paw on the back of a chair. <font color="#8B4513">"I don't think I could ever stand going into space...think I'd end up wearing my lunch all over the suit.  So I think I'll be content with driving my land rocket and being able to shoot out the spade on the ace from a half-mile away.  We all got our advantages here."</font>

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 ==Plot==
-'''<u>Hoomiku (7/16/2015 10:32:25 PM)</u>''': On July 16th, 2015, the heat continues to bake the countryside. As the sun starts to sink, it's still close to 100 degrees and the parking lot of Warp Drive starts to fill with people. Normally, karaoke is on Wednesday, and the previous night had been packed with people. Today, though, the place is doing a bit more of it in honor of Apollo 11's launch. After a lovely dinner with her parents and Adam, and after a day spent horseback riding and relaxing from work, Sandra park her green Focus in the lot and grins. Her crew has, once again, invited her to karaoke... the previous evening apparently went okay. As she steps out and heads towards the building, the cars of the other astronauts are there, along with those for engineers, technicians and regular folks. As she wanders in, a huge 27 liter 1930 Bentley pulls up to the bar and stops. The fox at the wheel grins as the car idles and a young hoomiku hops out and blinks. <font color="orange">"Here?"</font></br>
+'''<u>Hoomiku (7/16/2015 10:32:25 PM)</u>''': On July 16th, 2015, the heat continues to bake the countryside. As the sun starts to sink, it's still close to 100 degrees and the parking lot of Warp Drive starts to fill with people. Normally, karaoke is on Wednesday, and the previous night had been packed with people. Today, though, the place is doing a bit more of it in honor of Apollo 11's launch. After a lovely dinner with her parents and Adam, and after a day spent horseback riding and relaxing from work, Sandra parks her green Focus in the lot and grins. Her crew has, once again, invited her to karaoke... the previous evening apparently went okay. As she steps out and heads towards the building, the cars of the other astronauts are there, along with those for engineers, technicians and regular folks. As she wanders in, a huge 27 liter 1930 Bentley pulls up to the bar and stops. The fox at the wheel grins as the car idles and a young hoomiku hops out and blinks. <font color="orange">"Here?"</font></br>
 Ian laughs. <font color="blue">"Trust me, you'll love it! It'll freak you out, but you'll love it..."</font></br>
 Zach's ears dip. <font color="orange">"...My freak out meter is being reset WAAAY higher these days..."</font></br>

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 <font color="purple">"I might have to come here more often then!"</font>
-'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' The jackal and her "backup dancers/singers" continue to belt out the music. Sandra, for her part, appears to just totally lose herself to it, embodying Bruno Mars and Michael Jackson at once as she adds a few more spins and kicks to the music. She grooves her shoulders to the beat with the others as the stifle a laugh. <font color="red">''"...Come on, dance, jump on it / If you sexy then flaunt it / If you freaky then own it / Don't brag about it, come show me...!"''</font> At that, she flicks her hips back and forth and wags her tail to the beat while grinning.
+'''<u>Hoomiku:</u>''' The jackal and her "backup dancers/singers" continue to belt out the music. Sandra, for her part, appears to just totally lose herself to it, embodying Bruno Mars and Michael Jackson at once as she adds a few more spins and kicks to the music. She grooves her shoulders to the beat with the others as they stifle a laugh. <font color="red">''"...Come on, dance, jump on it / If you sexy then flaunt it / If you freaky then own it / Don't brag about it, come show me...!"''</font> At that, she flicks her hips back and forth and wags her tail to the beat while grinning.
 '''<u>Jason Chilton:</u>''' Derek turns to the others who have not partaken with a crooked grin on his face, the dragon fanning himself a little bit. <font color="teal">"I wanna know who put her up to this...cause this...this is something I'd pay to see!</font>

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 *As the 14th year of the second millennium AD starts, the day is a rather slow one. A little after lunch, most places are still closed, and the Warp Drive Dive Bar on the corner of Shuttle Road and McGregor Road appears open, but rather quiet, all told. Several cars are in the parking lot, and music drifts from the door. The interior of the bar and grill is packed to the nines with almost every piece of junk from the space program anyone could pack into a room. Space suits hang from the wall or behind glass, and photos of previous missions plaster the walls. On a corner of the room near where two Russian astronauts are playing pool is a memorial to Space Shuttles Challenger and Columbia, and near the bar is a board with all of the upcoming missions scribbled on it. And near one of the many TVs (which appear to be showing the NHL Winter Classic), is a wall with images and mission patches marked "LUNATICS"... where the previous lunar crews of the Phoenix Program have left their marks below their crew portraits. Sitting in a booth near the bar is a jackal in a polo shirt and jeans who appears to be nursing a beer while a plate of wings sits partially eaten near it.
-*On Thursday night, at the corner of McGregor Road and Shuttle Road, the Warp Drive Dive Bar jams to the sounds of Shania Twain and, apparently, Public Image Ltd. The parking lot is filled with everything from Corvettes, motorcycles, minivans, to a green Ford Focus with the Louisiana plate reading "LUNATIC". As the Moon darkens in an eclipse, a few people in the room are staring at a feed from a telescope projected onto a couple of TVs in the room, the others showing sports events... and one showing a live camera feed from the International Space Station. Given that the bar and dining area are filled with every piece of random space memorabilia one could think of, this isn't too surprising. As "Don't Ask Me" starts to jam from the speakers (to the delight of at least on ESA astronaut at the bar), a jackal at a pool table wags eagerly before taking her shot. The leopard near her laughs and steps aside to let a wolf rumbling in Russian pass him as he moves to take another shot. The bar itself is filled with a lot of different furs... but given the space center down the road, it's clear that the majority of them work there... or are tourists who know the place or just stumbled on it. Sandra and Ricky Wilson, her EVA compatriot, are at one of the pool tables and mostly seem absorbed in the game, ignoring the TVs. The strange artifacts on the wall, though, ought to catch Lindsey's attention... there's a memorial to all three failed American space missions on part of a wall... Apollo 1, ''Challenger'' and ''Columbia'', with the crew portraits and American flags near them... along with a tribute to Soyuz 11. Other than that, though, there's two space suits hanging from the ceiling, and hundreds of pictures and patches and random odds and ends on the walls... and a board listing upcoming lunar and Shuttle launches, with "MARS" also stenciled on it. After a moment, the jackal looks up and sees Alexis, waving at her with a grin. "Hey, Alexis! Over here!"
+*On Thursday night, at the corner of McGregor Road and Shuttle Road, the Warp Drive Dive Bar jams to the sounds of Shania Twain and, apparently, Public Image Ltd. The parking lot is filled with everything from Corvettes, motorcycles, minivans, to a green Ford Focus with the Louisiana plate reading "LUNATIC". As the Moon darkens in an eclipse, a few people in the room are staring at a feed from a telescope projected onto a couple of TVs in the room, the others showing sports events... and one showing a live camera feed from the International Space Station. Given that the bar and dining area are filled with every piece of random space memorabilia one could think of, this isn't too surprising. As "Don't Ask Me" starts to jam from the speakers (to the delight of at least one ESA astronaut at the bar), a jackal at a pool table wags eagerly before taking her shot. The leopard near her laughs and steps aside to let a wolf rumbling in Russian pass him as he moves to take another shot. The bar itself is filled with a lot of different furs... but given the space center down the road, it's clear that the majority of them work there... or are tourists who know the place or just stumbled on it. Sandra and Ricky Wilson, her EVA compatriot, are at one of the pool tables and mostly seem absorbed in the game, ignoring the TVs. The strange artifacts on the wall, though, ought to catch Lindsey's attention... there's a memorial to all three failed American space missions on part of a wall... Apollo 1, ''Challenger'' and ''Columbia'', with the crew portraits and American flags near them... along with a tribute to Soyuz 11. Other than that, though, there's two space suits hanging from the ceiling, and hundreds of pictures and patches and random odds and ends on the walls... and a board listing upcoming lunar and Shuttle launches, with "MARS" also stenciled on it. After a moment, the jackal looks up and sees Alexis, waving at her with a grin. "Hey, Alexis! Over here!"
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 ===Warp Drive Dive Bar descriptions===
 *As the 14th year of the second millennium AD starts, the day is a rather slow one. A little after lunch, most places are still closed, and the Warp Drive Dive Bar on the corner of Shuttle Road and McGregor Road appears open, but rather quiet, all told. Several cars are in the parking lot, and music drifts from the door. The interior of the bar and grill is packed to the nines with almost every piece of junk from the space program anyone could pack into a room. Space suits hang from the wall or behind glass, and photos of previous missions plaster the walls. On a corner of the room near where two Russian astronauts are playing pool is a memorial to Space Shuttles Challenger and Columbia, and near the bar is a board with all of the upcoming missions scribbled on it. And near one of the many TVs (which appear to be showing the NHL Winter Classic), is a wall with images and mission patches marked "LUNATICS"... where the previous lunar crews of the Phoenix Program have left their marks below their crew portraits. Sitting in a booth near the bar is a jackal in a polo shirt and jeans who appears to be nursing a beer while a plate of wings sits partially eaten near it.

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 <font color="orange">"Wow... I-... wow... um... doesn't that... kinda... I dunno... violate some rule?" </font></br>
 Sandra laughs. <font color="red">"Well, maybe, but-..." </font></br>
-Yuma covers her eyes and growls. <font color="fuchsia">"Okay, JAXA basically told me my career was done and '''GOD''' knows what Karri got told by ESA... so I apply for just a straight ISA gig and ''got it''. I don't know '''how'''... I thought I'd ruined my career and was grounded forever. And he's gonna be the first European to ''MARS!''"</font> The panda shakes her head and Sandra shrugs as the hoomiku's ears perk way higher.</br>
+Yuma covers her eyes and growls. <font color="fuchsia">"Okay, JAXA basically told me my career was done and '''GOD''' knows what Karri got told by ESA... so I apply for just a straight ISA gig and ''got it''. I don't know '''how'''... I thought I'd ruined my career and was grounded forever. And he's gonna be the first European to walk on ''MARS!''"</font> The panda shakes her head and Sandra shrugs as the hoomiku's ears perk way higher.</br>
 <font color="red">"Ian's weird like that, I guess,"</font> Sandra concludes. </br>
 <font color="fuchsia">"If I owe the guy my career? ...hell. Yours too, let's be honest? I'm not arguing."</font>
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 <font color="teal">"That's 'cause you're a delicate little flower, Ricky..."</font> Alvarez sticks her tongue out at him.</br>
 <font color="green">"Hey..."</font></br>
-<font color="teal">"Besides, it didn't kill Sandra over here, so I think you're do fine."</font></br>
+<font color="teal">"Besides, it didn't kill Sandra over here, so I think you'll do fine."</font></br>
 Sandra winces a bit. <font color="red">"Oh, no... speak for yourself, Sonya. First stage cutoff on the Jupiter? My head damn near went through the instrument panel..." </font></br>
 <font color="#8B4513">"My only claim to fame is I flew with Ilan Ramon and didn't die... I'm happy."</font> Shalom smiles and takes a bite of his chicken wings.