<div class="floatleft">(http://images.tvrage.com/news/before-new-girl-zooey-deschanel.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Alessa Woodridge </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Mars Surface</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> New Arrivals and anyone else that happens to be there.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Unloading.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>Lessa looked away from the surface of her new home and then to the Lt Colonel she took a deep breath and got to moving. Unloading, then food. Sounded like a plan she could get behind.<br/><br/>Her eyes had found Nigel and just as quickly as she found him she looked away, training together for this trip had been enough, they were here now and she could do this. Friends. That’s all. She reminded herself of this as she picked up the first bit of cargo and smiled at the weight difference. If only earth was like this, it would have made moving a hell of a lot easier.<br/><br/>She eyed the clouds off on the horizon, well could have been dust, or a number of other things, but she was identifying them as clouds. Storm coming? She had heard them (Them being the meteorologists) talking of the dust storms on the planet, she wished now she would have been paying the least bit of attention, but she was too busy staring at Nigel’s ass at the time. She rolled her eyes at herself; she was thirty years old not sixteen, time to start acting like an adult.<br/><br/>Busying herself with moving cargo she pushed Nigel and the past from her mind.<br/>