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The data pad chrips, announcing its important message. It also vibrated, shifting on the nightstand. A large shape twisted under the blanket. As the data pad continued to chime, a large armored appeared -and smashed it. A gravelly voice growled from under the pillow as the pad flew across the room and smashed pathetically into the wall. The body shifted and the plate covered arm vanished out of sight.

"Chertovski shum...Vy pozvolyayete Gregor son."

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Damned noise...You let Gregor sleep.

Across the cramped quarters a bird groggily shifted on its perch. It unfurled its wings and squaked gently, then began preening. The large body under the blanket resumed its deep, mountainous snoring.