<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvzvyeYYQt1qe7t34o1_500.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Captain Hannah Hartley<br/>Zeus Flight 692 <br/>- Week Fourteen - <br/>Day One on New Earth<br/>~ Tagging: Nadine ~</span></span></em></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Hannah was walking around the area just outside the crash zone. The land was lush and green in the distance with a large blue body of water some miles off from them. She was sure that there was likely some sort of water source closer than that one but it would take some investigating to find out for sure. The area surrounding the ship was dry and rocky, it was a decent place to land at a last minute as none of the plant life would have been disturbed, however she wasn't sure how it would affect any creature that dwelled underground or in the rocks. It could likely be that dark smear along the underbelly was some local endangered species for all she knew. For now however, she looked over the small growth of plants without touching them. The larger greenery was a good 500 feet out but these small shoots of vegetation were intriguing enough to warrant a closer look.<br/><br/>When Nadine, the resident research scientist sort, made her way out and toward the Captain, she looked up and smiled at the other female. The passengers and crew were lucky with the members they had on board. A doctor, a research scientist, a soldier, a pilot (of course), and herself. Each had specific skill sets that weren't exactly placed there as a mistake or coincidence. The more Hannah thought bout it the more she realized that something must have gone wrong with the ship because someone wanted it to. She hadn't made Captain as quickly as she did by her good looks, someone felt threatened by her knowledge and ability to rise to the top quicker than others of her class. The only passenger that stumped her was the historian until she realized that he could likely be the one to record everything they do here so that other scientists could use that data to further their own careers. The twenty-something professional wasn't about to let it get to the point that others would have data scraped off their dead corpses. She was bound and determined to have them thrive, even if it meant building a life here. There were enough males and females that re-population wouldn't be an issue. There as also a good amount of intellect and strength that it would prove that the later descendants of this crew would have a fighting chance. She smiled at that and then replied back to the woman.<br/><br/><strong>"The read out says 100% which is well above what most cities on our planet have. It could have a lot to do with the lack of smog and pollution. We are in a crisp new environment that hasn't been corrupted and tainted by mankind's technology and greed. Then again, we did just smash into the ground with our fuel propelled rocket ship."</strong><br/><br/>She motioned to the small sprouts of what she assumed were plants before her.<br/><br/><strong>"This is like nothing I've seen but most everything else is somewhat Earth Terran like.. this is just.. intriguing. The off shoots of sprouts seem to flow as if the wind were blowing but I feel no amount of breeze here yet."</strong><br/><br/>Meanwhile beneath the ground a small creature with long tendril like sprouts had its receptors above ground listening to what was going on at the surface. It had heard the crash and wanted to investigate before making itself known. It was no more than your average intellect of creature so there wasn't too much it could or would do, besides keep its distance and remain still as not to draw attention to itself or its pod.