The shuttlecraft sped into the atmosphere carrying six occupants, gear and food to last several months. The craft shifted course once they dipped down below the clouds, heading for the place near the cave where Knite had left his mark. Sha'uri had given them co-ordinates and they had scanned for the nearest and best place to land and set up camp ... the place where Sha'uri and Knite had initially landed on the moon.
After scanning the moon for several months, they had been able to determine the storms did not hit that area as often as they had first thought and mostly stormed over the lower plains lands in the far distance. This made the plateau an ideal area, high enough to survive most flooding and low enough that food and clean water was easily available.
The shuttle came down through the clouds, landing in the clearing atop the plateau and settled gently to the ground north of the creek. The water ran through the clearing, dropping over the side into a waterfall more then a hundred feet down. The clearing was fairly sized and surrounded by forest on three sides, the fourth being the cliff where the waterfall formed.
Sharp hissing resounded as the shuttle doors opened, releasing the pressure that had kept it in place. The platform was lowered and the small crew began to pull a few metal crates from the storage as they began to set up camp.
Alex stepped out of the craft and took out a scanner, flipped it on and began to walk the perimeter, setting co-ordinates to set up a shield system incase of destructive weather or potentially hazardous creatures. With the pylons in place and the settings combined with the shuttle, they could shield the entire clearing from one of those storms quite efficiently.
"Commander, we've got camp nearly set up. I see you have the shields in place and ready. Tests are good so it should work. I just have one very important question though."
Alex lifted a brow as he looked to Gavin, one of the scientist on the expedition. "What's that?"
"Hot dogs or hamburgers?" Gavin grinned.
Alex grinned back. "Flip a coin, I don't care either way, as long as we're having smore's for desert."
"You got it." Gavin laughed and headed back to the shuttle. It was his night to cook.
Alex stayed by the waterfall and gazed out over the land and watched as the sun slowly began to drop behind a distant plateau, a sign that only a few hours of light were left. He was looking forward to this for a long, long time.
After scanning the moon for several months, they had been able to determine the storms did not hit that area as often as they had first thought and mostly stormed over the lower plains lands in the far distance. This made the plateau an ideal area, high enough to survive most flooding and low enough that food and clean water was easily available.
The shuttle came down through the clouds, landing in the clearing atop the plateau and settled gently to the ground north of the creek. The water ran through the clearing, dropping over the side into a waterfall more then a hundred feet down. The clearing was fairly sized and surrounded by forest on three sides, the fourth being the cliff where the waterfall formed.
Sharp hissing resounded as the shuttle doors opened, releasing the pressure that had kept it in place. The platform was lowered and the small crew began to pull a few metal crates from the storage as they began to set up camp.
Alex stepped out of the craft and took out a scanner, flipped it on and began to walk the perimeter, setting co-ordinates to set up a shield system incase of destructive weather or potentially hazardous creatures. With the pylons in place and the settings combined with the shuttle, they could shield the entire clearing from one of those storms quite efficiently.
"Commander, we've got camp nearly set up. I see you have the shields in place and ready. Tests are good so it should work. I just have one very important question though."
Alex lifted a brow as he looked to Gavin, one of the scientist on the expedition. "What's that?"
"Hot dogs or hamburgers?" Gavin grinned.
Alex grinned back. "Flip a coin, I don't care either way, as long as we're having smore's for desert."
"You got it." Gavin laughed and headed back to the shuttle. It was his night to cook.
Alex stayed by the waterfall and gazed out over the land and watched as the sun slowly began to drop behind a distant plateau, a sign that only a few hours of light were left. He was looking forward to this for a long, long time.