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 *[[Georgie Flame]]
 *[[Columbina Cavalier]]
-*[[E.J.P. Barbarazza]]
+*[[A.J. Paul]]
 *[[Ramsay Punchface]]
 *[[Steerco Boone]]
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 ==[[NAV Trigger Point: An Opco Boone Adventure|NAV Trigger Point]]==
 ===The boobytrap===
-Boone snaps out of his reverie as the whizzkid excitedly tells him there is a scramble briefing. Babarazza slapped his hands and rubbed them together with glee, his eyes fiercely aglow. “This is it, Boone! This is it! I’m ''finally'' going to see action!”
+Boone snaps out of his reverie as the whizzkid excitedly tells him there is a scramble briefing. A.J. slapped his hands and rubbed them together with glee, his eyes fiercely aglow. “This is it, Boone! This is it! I’m ''finally'' going to see action!”
 The air crackled as Eagle Squad filed into the briefing room. E.J.P. gawped. All the legends were there: Bundie. J Algernon Farquhar, D.S.O. The banter-pulse was flat. Fryer took the rostrum.
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 Okay, everyone hold still now.
-The diff-sensor swept the semantic content of the room. Babarazza watched the display. The hourglass flipped. It flipped again. After a few moments it rendered:  zeroes across the board.
+The diff-sensor swept the semantic content of the room. A.J. watched the display. The hourglass flipped. It flipped again. After a few moments it rendered:  zeroes across the board.
 “We’re clean, sir. No material alterations. The text-field is Delta-1 as we left it.”
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 “Okay. Run it to three, soldier.”
-The kid re-ran the analytics. The diff binoc whistled and beeped. Babarazza shrugged. “Point nine-nine-seven. As good as clean, sir. You could eat your dinner off that.”
+The kid re-ran the analytics. The diff binoc whistled and beeped. A.J. shrugged. “Point nine-nine-seven. As good as clean, sir. You could eat your dinner off that.”
 ''As good as'' clean, but ''not'' clean. ''Interesting''. “Recalibrate it, lad. Let’s go find those missing diffs.”
-“Whatever you say, sir.” Babarazza twiddled dials and hit ''RENDER''. “Okay, team: Stand by. All material deltas should now show up.”
+“Whatever you say, sir.” A.J. twiddled dials and hit ''RENDER''. “Okay, team: Stand by. All material deltas should now show up.”
 The redline swept a red sheet over the text-field. It burped a negative.
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 Boone shot the rookie a quizzical look. “Why so?”
-Babarazza smiled. “This way I pick up all syntactically relevant amendments while filtering out the noise. I’m sure we would have caught anything that made a difference. Sir. The text-field is clean.”
+A.J. smiled. “This way I pick up all syntactically relevant amendments while filtering out the noise. I’m sure we would have caught anything that made a difference. Sir. The text-field is clean.”
 “Run it again, Soldier, but this time include the noise. Let’s have a gander at that formatting and punctuation delta.”
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 “Stop right there, lad.” Boone’s voice was urgent.
-Babarazza froze. “What is it?”
+A.J. froze. “What is it?”
 Boone intoned in a halting whisper. “It looks like — it looks like we have a Biggs hoson.”
-Eagle-Squad Corporal J-P Babarazza looked at his commander with wondrous eyes. “Seriously? A Biggs hoson! I don’t bel —”
+Eagle-Squad Corporal A.J. Paul looked at his commander with wondrous eyes. “Seriously? A Biggs hoson! I don’t bel —”
 SHHHHHHH! silent running soldier!
-Babarazza clammed pronto.
+A.J. clammed pronto.
 I don’t think it ''is'' a Biggs hoson, Barbarazza. It just looks like one. Hosons are not stable. A hoson would have degraded into entropic tedium by now. This has a much longer half-life.