<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Aboard the Tilt-Rotor</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>The Whole Gang</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Sitting in her seat on the Tilt-Rotor</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>As they left the ground, Katelynn felt that familiar rush that she got every time she flew.  It was one of the reasons she'd gone into the career she'd chosen and that feeling had never left her.  Even the most routine flights made her feel this way.  As the aircraft clawed it's way into the thin martian atmosphere, she looked out the window at the everything she could take in.  This was home now....best to get used to it.  To be completely honest, it reminded her a bit of Arizona....though it would never been confused with the place.  It was really beginning to sink in....they were on another planet and would be spending the rest of their lives there.  This brought a smile to the doctor's face.  A whole new world to explore.  New work to do.  New lives to build.<br/><br/>And this was only the beginning.<br/><br/>A thousand thoughts and ideas flooded her mind as they headed off for their destinations.  Would it be possible to Terraform Mars.....somehow build up the planet's atmosphere to a breathable level.  If they could do that....then they wouldn't need these full environmental suits.  With a suitably thick atmosphere...the surface temperature would begin to rise as well.  One day it could be possible to walk around like you would back home.  Maybe.  She made a mental note to put a research proposal in front of Colonel Cotter.