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"I see. But I gather from your choice of tense that the mutiny failed?"
"Incorrect, Commander."
"Then it succeeded?" MacIntyre asked, scratching his head in puzzlement.
"Incorrect," Dahak said again.
"Well it must have done one or the other!"
"Incorrect," Dahak said a third time. "The mutiny, Commander, has not yet been resolved."
"You can start," MacIntyre interrupted, determined to be more than a passive listener, "by explaining how you people managed to build a base this size on our moon without us noticing."
"We built no base, Commander."
MacIntyre's green eyes narrowed in irritation.
"Well somebody sure as hell did," he growled.
"You are suffering under a misapprehension, Commander. This is not a base 'on' your moon. It is your moon."