<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Lena_Kristin_Holtzmann.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lena Holtzmann</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Reactor Control Centre</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Nigel</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Looking for troubles</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>I wasn't good with people. Which is why Madison and me got along in the first place. We both were a bit socially retarded and found ourselves just a bit superior over basically everybody else. When I heard I was getting a partner on the mission at first I was anxious and nervous. I best work alone and I told mission command that but the reactor was just too important to leave in the care of just one person. What if something happened to me? It would take years before another specialist would arrive. Years the reactor couldn't go unmonitored. They had a point of course and when I learned more and more about Nigel I accepted him for his experience. I probably knew more about the theory of nuclear physics and all that, had more training in nuclear research and was assigned head of the reactor, Nigel had a million times more experience with the actual handling of reactors. We worked well together on earth and as far as I was capable of, became friends.<br/><br/>Now he was coming through the door in his orange suit, the same suit I had been wearing just a day before.<br/><br/>"Good to see you as well."<br/><br/>He knew me and went straight to business. No pointless chit chat as he probably knew by now I wasn't good at that. I listened to what he had to say. In my diagnostics I had seen the varying pressures but didn't think anything of it. Nigel's experience led him to believe there were bigger problems.<br/><br/>"Is there a way we can be sure? I mean the commander is rather reluctant to send us both out there to fix it, let alone shutting down parts of the base. She wants no more deaths on this mission. We have to be sure this is the problem and probably only one of us should go out there to fix it in case things go sour. We're the only ones in a square million miles that know anything about this stuff. If we get both blown to smithereens there will be issues."<br/><br/>I got up, sent the commander another text, this time more urgent, if she could meet us at the control room whenever she had time.<br/><br/>"And get your suit off, you look like a big orange bear from a cartoon from ancient history."<br/><br/><br/>