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Nothing leads so straight to futility as literary ambitions without systematic knowledge.

H.G. Wells
A FAREWELL
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Written by Jan Strasser   
 She had always been my best friend; at least it felt that way. A real * of a gal, always loyal.  Kiki was a year ahead of me in the academy. I had joined as a ~, barely able to mix, let alone train, but I had insisted and there was no where else to go. My planet- yes my planet, had been wiped out, the people at least. We were a young species, just looking up into the blackness, and a marauding band had \\\\\\\\, \\\\\\\\, \\\\\\\\\ and destroyed what we had and what we were. I had managed to call for help, reasoning if there was one interstellar group, there must be two?  I turned out to be right, KA-BLING!! It even turned out there was a whole division dedicated to saving poor stompees like us. But it was too late, most of us were gone.
I’d arrived at the academy, a grim, determined ~, swearing revenge. I was allowed to learn and keep fit, but the real training began in my 14th year. I was still the youngest, and Kiki took quite a delight in going full \\\\\\\ on my ass. I took it and gave back quite a \\\\\ of my own.  Soon, we were {}, the best.
Kiki was strong, she could bring down a @ at 30 clicks. @ were huge, drooly and mean. I avoided them even in training. Kiki would laugh and say “You can’t bring down a @, you can’t get past the first line in a planet fight.” I knew she was right. Kiki was *, always right. So I learned, even learned to somewhat tame the @. I had an edge, a bit of telepathy that worked well with the grunty beasts. Soon I had @s following me around and around and I felt confident I could  \\\\\\ quite well with the rest of them.
Kiki approved, and watched with pride as I continued on, excelled and emerged as the ^ over all my classmates. Even gave Kiki a pause. All too quickly forward, Kiki was |. She was ready for assignment. Kiki chose a small system in the delta quadrant, far, far away. It seemed so |, I was stunned. I knew she would be good, hell, I knew she would be **. So, I cried and hugged, she was ^^ over all of us. Into her ship she boarded and off she flew.
We never knew the whole report, just that Kiki fought bravely, fought ^^^^. Kiki saved that little system. She did it so ** they more than survived, they became a ~ in the League. They joined the galaxy, but Kiki had to [] for that to happen, and I know she gladly did. Please, drink a toast to my Kiki, our Kiki and hope we all can do at least half as well as she!

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