The following is what your database equipment aboard your ships are showing you regarding the atmosphere and composition of the surface on which you have landed:<br/><br/>Crater:<br/><ul><span style="color: #00BFFF">Composition</span><br/><ul>90% Black Granite <br/><ul><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://www.kitchen-design-ideas.org/images/cambrian-black-granite.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/>Black Granite is more commonly known as: Gabbro<br/>Gabbro /ˈɡæbroʊ/ refers to a large group of dark, often phaneritic (coarse-grained), mafic intrusive igneous rocks chemically equivalent to plutonic basalt. It forms when molten magma is trapped beneath the Earth's surface and slowly cools into a holocrystalline mass.</ul>10% Obsidian (known as fire crystal) <br/><ul><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://geology.com/rocks/pictures/obsidian-380.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/>Obsidian is a naturally occurring volcanic glass formed as an extrusive igneous rock. It is produced when felsic lava extruded from a volcano cools rapidly with minimum crystal growth.</ul></ul></ul><br/>Atmosphere:<br/><ul><span style="color: #00BFFF">Composition</span><br/><ul>50% Nitrogen<br/>19%  Carbon Dioxide<br/>22% Oxygen<br/>4% Water<br/>1% Argon<br/>1% Neon<br/>0.5% Hydrogen<br/>2.5% Helium</ul></ul><br/>Dust:<br/><ul><span style="color: #00BFFF">Composition</span><br/><ul>Unknown</ul><span style="color: #00BFFF">Energy Output</span><br/><ul>High energy output detected spiking from concentration of dust on a surface</ul></ul><br/>---<br/><br/>The Commander began to think of himself as Igy, like he'd done when he was much younger and studying to become a leader of the esteemed research facility. Igy hadn't thought of himself as anything but, the commander, since the day he got handed command of the research base. Of course because everything was military it wasn't necessarily a rank the man should have of course. Igy wasn't a warrior. He knew how to kill, and when pushed came to shove he'd handle himself in a warzone, but he was a researcher first and foremost.<br/><br/>Igy mostly acted out of fear. His eyes were wide circles in his head and he gasped. "were on..... an uncharted planet." Terror made his voice waver. That's when he focused on what Protheus was really saying.<span style="font-style: italic">No one travelled here</span>why?<br/><br/>"Why does no one come to this place?" he asked. Wondering if maybe there was something deadly here. Something even worse then their near death in space, or the explosion of a stargate. He kept walking down the ramp and finally stood next to Mystique and Eduian. He watched the particles of colored dust settle over them. Over himself. "What in blazes?" he said staring at the light warmth the dust exuded.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Zir felt the shaking of the ship and he quickly checked that his restraints were well in place. Secured in his chair he did what he could to try and keep them from exploding. The core was quickly becoming a problem and he did what he could to lock it down from his console. What he really needed to do was get back into the engine well and get the thing locked down. He couldn’t do that until they stopped bouncing. Electric panels popped and sparks flew all around him. His eyes burned intently from the light that caused his sensitive Rignian eyes to burn. It hurt. He had to close his eyes until darkness fell as the bright flashes of arching power was too much. He feared blindness.<br/><br/>As soon as the ship stopped he felt the ache of bruises setting in and a few light burns from the arching power. Nothing major. He unstrapped himself pushed up to his feet and stumbled back further into the engine bay heading towards their core before it could go nova on them. He was so single minded in his purpose he didn’t even realize he’d lost the link in the landing. He slid himself into the engine well. He was right next to the core. Submerged in it’s cooling fluid which was bubbling. Overheating. Damnation this was bad. He accessed the panel quickly and began to work.<br/><br/>He worked as fast as he could sweating as he did from both the head and the fear of their yet unstable situation. He got the core locked down and in quick order had it isolated so that it couldn’t be accessed until he could repair it. The water combination was still boiled. He closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.<br/><br/>He pushed himself back out and for the first time felt the full pain of his body. Blue blood coated his limbs and stained the white of his skirt and shirt. He looked at it. Disgusted. At least it would wash out. He walked unsteadily back to his seat and slumped down on it. He retrieved the link from where it rested tucked it in his ear and spoke. “Dare you there?” It was several minutes after Dare’s call and Zir hadn’t heard him calling at all. “I locked the core down, if you can hear me, it’s isolated and took significant damage from the explosion and further from the landing. Ships in bad shape Dare. I suggest we get everyone off the ship and onto the planet. Assess the damage later, where going to need parts and I’m going to need time to fix her up.”<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Eduian looked from the particles landing upon him coating him in warm light to both Mystique, Protheus, and the Commander who now stood near him. Others were emerging too. He looked down at the screen on his wrist and checked the atmospheric readings. He unstrapped the PD and handed it to Mystique.<br/><br/>“Atmosphere is fine. A little high on Carbon Monoxide, but with sufficient oxygen to sustain our life forms.” he finished and smiled lightly, “Gods above look at this. It’s warm,” he said in awe as he touched a particle covered section of his sleeve. “I wonder what these particles are doing?” he asked more to himself then anyone else.<br/><br/>He looked back to Protheus, “It is good to see you again friend, I was hopping you were well.” He said holding out his arm to shake Protheus’s and greet him as a brother.