<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Amongst descriptions of the planet they were coming upon and how they could die, the surface of the world below came into view. Maggie was in mid-push of her fingers through her light brown hair when the massive storm along the equator came into view. Her hand faltered, her eyes widened, and she found herself shocked into stillness at the sheer size and violence of the storm. Curtis was describing it, but she barely heard any of it. Instead she could feel dread creeping into the edges of her thoughts and dragging at her mood. Of course it was a planet with a raging storm and days that would feel like they would never end. Of course there was some weird divot in the middle of the planet where the storm was so intense, everything was worn away. Of course they had no choice but to land. Of course.<br/>
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Then the view changed and the world seemed more benign. Rivers, lakes, greenery…but everything became paler until eventually all was white and Maggie sighed her disappointment. Ice. Curtis was already announcing what came to her mind and Maggie shook her head wryly. No wonder the planet was a reserve. With the weather and the planet’s rotation, humans would not want to live there. Yet they had no choice but to land there. All she could hope for was someone to come by and be willing to pick them up and help or for them to find those park rangers that had been mentioned.<br/>
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The world was once again cloaked in darkness and Maggie looked away from it to cast her gaze about the room with a small frown. They were not going to have a very easy time once they landed and she knew she was going to end up being the least helpful of the four of them. It was not a position she would enjoy, in fact she knew she would hate it, but they were hurdling toward a situation she would know little on how to overcome. She was going to have to rely on Curtis and Andrijan and even Moore, despite his injuries.<br/>
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He looked her way, the movement in her periphery causing her to glance in his direction, then settle her gaze on him. He looked better and even though his gratitude was spoken quietly, his voice wasn’t as breathless as it had been before. “Don’t thank me yet,” she answered wryly, a slender fingertip pointing at the window, “We still have to crash land on the hostile planet.” She added a quick wink as well, just so he would know she was only speaking in jest.</span>