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------=_Part_4107_938278523.1515644524592 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable ((Azure Mountain - Base Camp)) *Dermont*: Raga, tell me your pack has a magic coffee button... *Raga:* It's called a portable replicator. ::He gestured to the device in= front of him as it materialized the traditional Al-Leyan breakfast he'd requested. It was similar in appearance to what one would expect on the southern part of the North American continent back on Earth. But far, far= stronger. After all, his sense of taste was practically non-existent. :: :: While his comrades were eating, Lambert took a moment to think about his= heritage. Though it was not so uncommon to have Travelers born among Terrans - he had heard about another one called Wesley - but they ended up= having some alien DNA. He saved that thought for his next training session= with Professor Heinadih and returned his thought to what they were doing. := : *Serala* : That smells good. Is this programmed for Romulan dishes? On second thought, ::turning to the device:: coffee, Columbian blend, extra strong, very hot; scrambled eggs and toast, both very hot. *Raga*: Everyone should eat up and do whatever you need to before we start= climbing. I made a sluice trench fifty meters south of the tent in case anyone needs to take care of the necessities. There's heaters position around it and shelter for privacy. ::He said between bites.:: We head up in thirty.= *Serala: *Mmm, this is hot...I mean... good. *Lambert*: I had already replicated some pasta. ::sitting near the others::= And I had already expelled the toxins from my body. *Serala:* Far more than I needed to know, Lieutenant. *Raga:* Good. Everyone needs to make sure they have a good meal. But not too much. We're going to be doing some difficult climbing. ::There was a brief pause as he considered something.:: Well, for you all. ::Raga didn't realize his comment mind sound egotistical or pompous. He was= actually merely stating fact as far as he was concerned. Raga was from a world with much ehavier gravity than even Earth norms and they were now on= a moon with a lighter gravity than that. He could only imagine how much stronger he'd seem here. The downside was that his asthma was acting up badly. The Ensign coughed and struggled a bit as he set his empty plate down and reached into a side pouch for the small metallic kit that held his= medication. Rising to his feet he rushed out of the tent, quickly loaded the hypospray and injected the contents into his neck. Almost immediately= he could breath with less difficulty. Toryn could only imagine what the others might think of him if they saw him like this. Even though there was= nothing really wrong with him, they were about to climb thousands of feet= up, it might skew their perceptions of him. And he didn't want them to think him weak.:: *Lambert*: Do you have an estimate of how long will the climbing? ::Raga heard the question as he came back in through the open flap and sat= back down. He placed his plate in the replicator to be disassembled.:: *Raga:* Over all? I have us planned for a thirty six hour climb. That should put us at, or close to the peak with more than enough time to enjoy= the festival before our next duty shifts start. ::Once Tel-ar had notified him of the 48 hour furlough those on the last mission received, he planned their trip accordingly. And since they all had= comm badges, if anyone had to return prematurely, they could do so easily.:= : *Serala: *Can't wait. ::a little too cheerfully.:: *Dermont*: Oh aye, thirty-six hours of the finest company... ::Raga glanced at the two of them with a wry expression, they were clearly= not as enthused as he was.:: *Lambert*: ::taking his PADD:: I saw three possible routes. The most difficult would be facing this large wall of ice and rock on the east side.= ::showing the location:: The second one will force us to deal with this cliff but after that, it is a simple climbing I guess. *Serala: *Why not just climb the ice wall? *Raga*: ::He shook his head slightly.:: We're avoiding the ice wall. Even= veteran climbers have to be careful with those. The slightest impact that's= too hard and the whole thing can come down, rendering pitons and ropes useless. We're going to start with the second route and then, shift a half= kilometer to the west after that. Not quite as easy an ascent as what you're showing, but safer. I did a geological scan from the ship before we= left. Directly above the cliff is lighter, looser rock. It'll be too dangerous with this group. *Lambert*: The easiest of them all if for this way. ::zoom in the area:: We= could use this cave to speed the walk and after that, we will be just two= kilometers up to the peak. ::paused to look to Raga:: Well, this is my humble evaluation based on the physics. *Serala*: The caves might be warmer and would get us out of the wing for a= while. *Raga: *We'd miss out on all the fun of climbing over half of the peak. ::He said with almost an incredulous tone.:: The secondary route should suffice. Sir. ::Raga had to remember, even though they were on shore leave Lambert was the ranking officer present. He had to make sure his own excitement didn't= get in the way of protocol.:: *Serala:* By all means. The Elements forbid that we should miss all that glorious climb! *Dermont*: ::He set his plate back in the replicator and began to clean up= his bedding.:: If we're doin' this, let's get to it! *((Timeskip))* ::With their morning break concluded Raga made sure everyone was properly= geared up before leading them all out into the frigid windy mountains before them. They were all tethered to him via a more than lengthy span of= nano-fiber rope, rated to carry four metric tonnes. More than enough to handle the four of them and Dermont's stomach.:: ::Toryn started slow, at the base of the mountain a hundred meters from base camp. He made sure they watched him choose the best hand holds before= ascending. Ice axes hung from his wrists as he climbed, it was quite effortless for him but he made sure to keep his pace steady for the others.= After a hundred meters he injected a piton into the rock wall and secured= the rope to it. They had four thousands feet to climb in a day and half and= Raga couldn't be happier.:: *Serala:* Well, Lieutenant, I can't thank you enough for inviting me on this little excursion. When does the hard part begin? *Lambert:* Well. ::between regular paced breaths:: My pointed-ears friend.= We are just beginning but I'm sure we will have plenty of opportun= ities ahead to indulge yourself *Serala:* Indulge myself? In case you haven't figured it out, sir, I'm not= very fond of the cold. It's my Romulan physiology mixed with an upbringing= in one of Earth's largest tropical rainforests. The cold doesn't set well. *Lambert:* Ohh! I didn't figure it out. ::looking around and smiling to himself:: Let's hope next shore leave would be in the warmest place. ::laughing and losing the breath:: Excuse-me but this is had enoug= h for me. ::staring at Dermont:: How are you doing, Ensign? *Dermont:* To be any better...::deep breath::...I'd have to be...::cough::...on Risa... *Lambert:* Are you already hungry? ::grinning:: *Dermont:* Eh...on enough to eat a Targ or two...::more cold coughing:: *Lambert:* ::coughing:: Lambert to Atlantis, please transport all our food= to the top of Azure Peak, please. *Dermont:* And I thought...::cough::...you didn't care... *Lambert:* Oops!! Not hit the combadge either! ::smiling:: :: The benefits of being born on a high gravity/atmosphere world was that= in low gravity ones physical characteristics were bordering on the supernatural. As he was fairly certain his mass was equal to both Serala and Lambert combined. It also meant the path they'd been taking took little= toll on him. Of course, the thinner atmosphere meant he was having to burn= through his medication faster than usual. He could feel the tightness in his chest and knew he would be coughing like the others soon.:: *Raga:* We're making good time. Just focus on reaching the next hand hold.= We'll stop soon for a break. ::He was grateful for the banter between them all so far, it was a great way to bond with ones fellows, scaling a mountain. Raga was focused on keeping them at an even pace and ensuring they were doing alright, he didn't notice the harsh looks Dermont was giving their half Romulan companion otherwise he might be concerned.:: *((Timeskip over a day))* :: Christopher was particular exhausted. Despite the low gravity and the help of Ensigns Raga and Serala in carrying the heaviest equipment, he was= feeling the lack of proper atmosphere. The winds are stronger and constantly irritating his eyes and nose. For some reason, he felt dehydrated and are having to stop several times to drink water. :: *Lambert:* People! ::he nodded to Serala:: Break, please. ::he said almost= without air:: *oO *They have been pushing pretty hard, a break is in order. *Oo* ::He was delighted to see that at least Serala seemed to be enjoying the climb. Dermont and Lambert seemed more trying not to die than actually enjoying anything. He didn't expect either would ever want to climb with him again even simulated after this. :: *Dermont:* Bah, science officers! Soft hands cramp up when they get dirty...::limping with every step, struggling to not fall::...come on now,= sir. I can carry you if ya need me to. ::coughing fit.:: *Lambert:* Here!! ::offering his bottle of water:: *Serala:* Water is probably a good idea, although we're surrounded by tons= of it. *Raga:* True, but it's best not to resort to eating the snow and ice unless= as a last resort. It can be tainted with various sedimentary and environmental compounds. ::He said, breathing a bit harshly.:: Let's rest= here for a moment, this ledge has enough room for the three of you. :: The Al-Leyan was a meter or so above the ledge, his knees wedged between= the rocks so he could hang back and rest his muscles. Not that he needed to, the climbing here save for a few occasions hadn't been strenuous enough= to tire him, but this was a practiced position and took no energy or strain= to do. He carefully retrieved the metallic case in his pouch and loaded a= hypospray of medication. His chest heaved as he coughed and made rasping sounds until he was able to pull back his hood enough to inject the substance into his neck. Within seconds he began breathing easier and put= everything away once more.:: *Dermont*: Oh yes, ensign...lots of water all over. Ya can go right ahead= and lick the wall if ya'd be so inclined. *Lambert:* I'm very tired right now. A small headache is starting. *Serala:* That is most likely due to the thinner air up here, Lieutenant.= You need to be careful and monitor it. I don't want have to call for an emergency transport for you. *oO* And I am not a fan of thin atmospheres. It's bad enough being on the= ship * Oo* *Serala:* However, the sooner we get to the top, the sooner can go back down. Come on, we are almost there. *Dermont:* ::To Raga:: Alright, lad, not that I'm complainin', but how accurate is her statement? We almost there? *Raga*: ::Looking back down at him from over his shoulder, hanging from his perch above.:: Quite actually. As I said Valin. We made good time. ::He gestured with an outstretched hand, finger pointing directly above them. There was little left of the mountain to tame, only 900 feet stood between them and their ultimate goal.:: *Raga:* Little under two hundred and seventy five meters to go. Let's take= a a fifteen and then start up again. We don't want to rest too long or it'll be harder to climb the last bit. We can rest as much as we want when= we reach the peak. ::He smiled.:: *((An hour later))* :: Raga looked down as his grip held firm into the rock of the mountain, seeing the other members of their group not far behind him. This was the last little push. They were nearly there. A thirty meters remained and he= was grinning like he once did as a youth doing the same thing for the first= time. He injected a piton into the rock face and secured the rope to it before disconnecting himself from the others. Twenty meters to the right was another section of frigid rock. The way to the top from here was easy= for the three of them to climb. But he spotted a choice bit of stone to scale and dug the toes of his boots into the side of the mountain.:: *Raga: *Almost there! Everyone keep climbing straight up! ::With that he swayed from side to side for a moment before leaping laterally twenty meters, no rope, no safety net, nothing but him and thousands of feet of air and snow. His arms and legs were splayed out almost like a frog as he sailed into the adjacent rock, his gloved fingers= catching the hand holds he'd aimed for accurately. His feet dangled for a= moment before digging into the rock. He kicked and jerked himself up as if= doing a powerful pull up that launched the Al-Leyan straight up forty meters or so. His axe slammed into the ice with enough force to bury nearly= the whole thing in it. After that it was a quick pull that had him climbing= up and standing on top of the peak, a couple of meters above the spot where= they were heading for. It was exhilarating and he held his arms out wide,= hood back to enjoy the wind and the amazing view that surrounded them.:: *Dermont/Serala/Lambert: *responses ::It would only take them a few minutes longer than he to reach the peak and Raga would be waiting for them, staring back down at the colony. It was= a gorgeous sight to behold, from up here they could see just about every last ice palace that dotted the colony. Countless lights sparkled in the distance, like stars. And the most beautiful image of all, now a small speck comparatively was the faint outline of the Atlantis where she sat parked between it all.:: *Raga: *You all are going to love this view. *((TBC TAGS))* *=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D* *Ensign Toryn Raga* *Security Officer* *USS Atlantis NCC-74682* *Writer ID: A239410TR0* -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "= UFOP: StarBase 118: USS Atlantis" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an e= mail to sb118-atlantis+unsubscribe@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at https://groups.google.com/group/sb118-atlantis. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout. ------=_Part_4107_938278523.1515644524592 Content-Type: text/html; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable

((Azure Mountain - Base Camp))



= Dermont: =C2=A0Raga, tell me your pack has a magic coffee button...


Raga: It'= s called a portable replicator. ::He gestured to the device in front of him= as it materialized the traditional Al-Leyan breakfast he'd requested. = It was similar in appearance to what one would expect on the southern part = of the North American continent back on Earth. But far, far stronger. After= all, his sense of taste was practically non-existent. ::

=


:: While his comrades were eating,= Lambert took a moment to think about his heritage. Though it was not so un= common to have Travelers born among Terrans - he had heard about another on= e called Wesley - but they ended up having some alien DNA. He saved that th= ought for his next training session with Professor Heinadih and returned hi= s thought to what they were doing. ::


Serala : =C2=A0That smells good. = Is this programmed for Romulan dishes? On second thought, ::turning to the = device:: coffee, Columbian blend, extra strong, very hot; scrambled eggs an= d toast, both very hot.

<= br>

Raga= : Everyone should eat up and do whatever you need to before we start cl= imbing. I made a sluice trench fifty meters south of the tent in case anyon= e needs to take care of the necessities. There's heaters position aroun= d it

and s= helter for privacy. ::He said between bites.:: We head up in thirty.


Serala: Mmm, this is hot...I mean... good.=


Lambert: I had already replicated some pasta. ::sitting near = the others:: And I had already expelled the toxins from my body.


Serala:=C2=A0Far more than I needed to know, Lieutenant.


Raga:<= /b> Good. Everyone needs to make sure they have a good meal. But not too mu= ch. We're going to be doing some difficult climbing. ::There was a brie= f pause as he considered something.:: Well, for you all.

<= p dir=3D"ltr" style=3D"line-height: 1.2;">

::Raga didn't realize his comm= ent mind sound egotistical or pompous. He was actually merely stating fact = as far as he was concerned. Raga was from a world with much ehavier gravity= than even Earth norms and they were now on a moon with a lighter gravity t= han that. He could only imagine how much stronger he'd seem here. The d= ownside was that his asthma was acting up badly. The Ensign coughed and str= uggled a bit as he set his empty plate down and reached into a side pouch f= or the small metallic kit that held his medication. Rising to his feet he r= ushed out of the tent, quickly loaded the hypospray and injected the conten= ts into his neck. Almost immediately he could breath with less difficulty. = Toryn could only imagine what the others might think of him if they saw him= like this. Even though there was nothing really wrong with him, they were = about to climb thousands of feet up, it might skew their perceptions of him= . And he didn't want them to think him weak.::


Lambert: Do you have an estimate = of how long will the climbing?


::Raga heard the question as he came back in through the open= flap and sat back down. He placed his plate in the replicator to be disass= embled.::

<= br>

Raga: Over all? I have us planned for a thirty six hour climb. Th= at should put us at, or close to the peak with more than enough time to enj= oy the festival before our next duty shifts start.


::Once Tel-ar had no= tified him of the 48 hour furlough those on the last mission received, he p= lanned their trip accordingly. And since they all had comm badges, if anyon= e had to return prematurely, they could do so easily.::


Serala: Can't wait. ::a little too cheerfully.::<= /span>


=

Dermont: Oh aye, thi= rty-six hours of the finest company...


::Raga glanced at the two of them with a wry expression, they were clearly= not as enthused as he was.::

Lambert: ::taking his PADD:: I saw three possible routes. The= most difficult would be facing this large wall of ice and rock on the east= side. ::showing the location:: The second one will force us to deal with t= his cliff but after that, it is a simple climbing I guess.


Serala: Why not just climb the ice wall?

=


Raga: ::He shook his head slightly.:: We're avoiding the ice wall. E= ven veteran climbers have to be careful with those. The slightest impact th= at's too hard and the whole thing can come down, rendering pitons and r= opes useless. We're going to start with the second route and then, shif= t a half kilometer to the west after that. Not quite as easy an ascent as w= hat you're showing, but safer. I did a geological scan from the ship be= fore we left. Directly above the cliff is lighter, looser rock. It'll b= e too dangerous with this group.


Lambert: The easiest of them all if for this way. ::zoo= m in the area:: We could use this cave to speed the walk and after that, we= will be just two kilometers up to the peak. ::paused to look to Raga:: Wel= l, this is my humble evaluation based on the physics.


Serala: The caves might be warmer and would get us out of= the wing for a while.


Raga:=C2=A0We'd miss out on all the fun of cli= mbing over half of the peak. ::He said with almost an incredulous tone.:: T= he secondary route should suffice. Sir.=C2=A0


::Raga had to remember, even thoug= h they were on shore leave Lambert was the ranking officer present. He had = to make sure his own excitement didn't get in the way of protocol.::=C2= =A0


Serala:=C2=A0By all means. The Elements forbid= that we should miss all that glorious climb!


<= /p>

Dermont:=C2= =A0 ::He set his plate back in the replicator and began to clean up his bed= ding.::=C2=A0 If we're doin' this, let's get to it!


((Timeskip))


::With their morning break concluded Raga made sure everyone was pro= perly geared up before leading them all out into the frigid windy mountains= before them. They were all tethered to him via a more than lengthy span of= nano-fiber rope, rated to carry four metric tonnes. More than enough to ha= ndle the four of them and Dermont's stomach.::


:= :Toryn started slow, at the base of the mountain a hundred meters from base= camp. He made sure they watched him choose the best hand holds before asce= nding. Ice axes hung from his wrists as he climbed, it was quite effortless= for him but he made sure to keep his pace steady for the others. After a h= undred meters he injected a piton into the rock wall and secured the rope t= o it. They had four thousands feet to climb in a day and half and Raga coul= dn't be happier.::


Serala:=C2=A0Well, L= ieutenant, I can't thank you enough for inviting me on this little excu= rsion. When does the hard part begin?


Lambert:=C2=A0Well. ::between regular paced breaths:: My pointed-ears = friend. We are just beginning but I'm sure we will have plenty= of opportunities ahead to indulge yourself


Serala:=C2=A0Indulge myself? In case you haven= 't figured it out, sir, I'm not very fond of the cold. It's my = Romulan physiology mixed with an upbringing in one of Earth's largest t= ropical rainforests. The cold doesn't set well.


Lambert:=C2=A0Ohh! I didn't figure it out. ::looking= around and smiling to himself:: Let's hope next shore leave would be i= n the warmest place. ::laughing and losing the breath:: Excuse-me = but this is had enough for me. ::staring at Dermont:: How are you doing, En= sign?


<= p dir=3D"ltr" style=3D"line-height: normal;">Dermont:=C2=A0To be any better...::deep breath::...I'd have= to be...::cough::...on Risa...


<= b>Lambert:=C2=A0Are you already hungry? ::grinning::


Dermont:=C2=A0Eh...on enough to eat a Targ or two...::more col= d coughing::


Lambert:= =C2=A0::coughing:: Lambert to Atlantis, please transport all our food to th= e top of Azure Peak, please.


Dermont:= =C2=A0And I thought...::cough::...yo= u didn't care...

Lambert:<= /b>=C2=A0Oops!! Not hit the combadge either! ::smiling::


:: The benefits of being born on a high gravity/atmosphere world = was that in low gravity ones physical characteristics were bordering on the= supernatural. As he was fairly certain his mass was equal to both Serala a= nd Lambert combined. It also meant the path they'd been taking took lit= tle toll on him. Of course, the thinner atmosphere meant he was having to b= urn through his medication faster than usual. He could feel the tightness i= n his chest and knew he would be coughing like the others soon.::


Raga:=C2=A0We're making good time. Just focus on reachin= g the next hand hold. We'll stop soon for a break.=C2=A0

::He was grateful for the banter between them all s= o far, it was a great way to bond with ones fellows, scaling a mountain. Ra= ga was focused on keeping them at an even pace and ensuring they were doing= alright, he didn't notice the harsh looks Dermont was giving their hal= f Romulan companion otherwise he might be concerned.::



((T= imeskip over a day))

<= br>

:: Christopher was par= ticular exhausted. Despite the low gravity and the help of Ensigns Raga and= Serala in carrying the heaviest equipment, he was feeling the lack of prop= er atmosphere. The winds are stronger and constantly irritating his eyes an= d nose. For some reason, he felt dehydrated and are having to stop several = times to drink water. ::

<= b>

Lambert:= =C2=A0People! ::he nodded to Serala:: Break, please. ::he said almost witho= ut air::


oO They have been pushin= g pretty hard, a break is in order. Oo


:= :He was delighted to see that at least Serala seemed to be enjoying the cli= mb. Dermont and Lambert seemed more trying not to die than actually enjoyin= g anything. He didn't expect either would ever want to climb with him a= gain even simulated after this. ::


De= rmont:=C2=A0Bah, science officers!= =C2=A0 Soft hands cramp up when they get dirty...::limping with every step,= struggling to not fall::...come on now, sir.=C2=A0 I can carry you if ya n= eed me to.=C2=A0 ::coughing fit.::



Serala:=C2=A0Water is probably a good idea, a= lthough we're surrounded by tons of it.


Raga:=C2=A0True, but it's best not to resort to eating the s= now and ice unless as a last resort. It can be tainted with various sedimen= tary and environmental compounds. ::He said, breathing a bit harshly.:: Let= 's rest here for a moment, this ledge has enough room for the three of = you.


:: The Al-Leyan was a meter or so above th= e ledge, his knees wedged between the rocks so he could hang back and rest = his muscles. Not that he needed to, the climbing here save for a few occasi= ons hadn't been strenuous enough to tire him, but this was a practiced = position and took no energy or strain to do. He carefully retrieved the met= allic case in his pouch and loaded a hypospray of medication. His chest hea= ved as he coughed and made rasping sounds until he was able to pull back hi= s hood enough to inject the substance into his neck. Within seconds he bega= n breathing easier and put everything away once more.::


Dermont:=C2=A0 Oh yes, ensign...lots of water all over.=C2=A0 Y= a can go right ahead and lick the wall if ya'd be so inclined.


<= p dir=3D"ltr" style=3D"line-height: normal;">Lambert:=C2=A0I'm v= ery tired right now. A small headache is starting.


Serala:=C2=A0That is most likely due to the thinner air = up here, Lieutenant. You need to be careful and monitor it. I don't wan= t have to call for an emergency transport for you.


oO=C2=A0And I am not a fan of thin atmospheres. It's= bad enough being on the ship=C2=A0=C2=A0Oo


Serala:=C2=A0However, the sooner we get to the top, the = sooner can go back down. Come on, we are almost there.


Dermont:=C2=A0::To Raga::=C2=A0 Al= right, lad, not that I'm complainin', but how accurate is her state= ment?=C2=A0 We almost there?


Raga:=C2=A0 ::Looking back down at him from over his shoulder, hanging from = his perch above.:: Quite actually. As I said Valin. We made good time.=C2= =A0


::He gestured wi= th an outstretched hand, finger pointing directly above them. There was lit= tle left of the mountain to tame, only 900 feet stood between them and thei= r ultimate goal.::


Raga= :=C2=A0Little under two hundred and seventy five meters to go. Let'= s take a a fifteen and then start up again. We don't want to rest too l= ong or it'll be harder to climb the last bit. We can rest as much as we= want when we reach the peak. ::He smiled.::


((An hour later))


:: Raga looked down as his grip held firm into the rock of the m= ountain, seeing the other members of their group not far behind him. This w= as the last little push. They were nearly there. A thirty meters remained a= nd he was grinning like he once did as a youth doing the same thing for the= first time. He injected a piton into the rock face and secured the rope to= it before disconnecting himself from the others. Twenty meters to the righ= t was another section of frigid rock. The way to the top from here was easy= for the three of them to climb. But he spotted a choice bit of stone to sc= ale and dug the toes of his boots into the side of the mountain.::


Raga: Almost there! Everyone keep = climbing straight up!=C2=A0


::Wit= h that he swayed from side to side for a moment before leaping laterally tw= enty meters, no rope, no safety net, nothing but him and thousands of feet = of air and snow. His arms and legs were splayed out almost like a frog as h= e sailed into the adjacent rock, his gloved fingers catching the hand holds= he'd aimed for accurately. His feet dangled for a moment before diggin= g into the rock. He kicked and jerked himself up as if doing a powerful pul= l up that launched the Al-Leyan straight up forty meters or so. His axe sla= mmed into the ice with enough force to bury nearly the whole thing in it. A= fter that it was a quick pull that had him climbing up and standing on top = of the peak, a couple of meters above the spot where they were heading for.= It was exhilarating and he held his arms out wide, hood back to enjoy the = wind and the amazing view that surrounded them.::


Dermont/Serala/Lambert: responses


::It w= ould only take them a few minutes longer than he to reach the peak and Raga= would be waiting for them, staring back down at the colony. It was a gorge= ous sight to behold, from up here they could see just about every last ice = palace that dotted the colony. Countless lights sparkled in the distance, l= ike stars. And the most beautiful image of all, now a small speck comparati= vely was the faint outline of the Atlantis where she sat parked between it = all.::


Raga: You all are going to love this vi= ew.=C2=A0



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Ensign Toryn Raga

Security Officer

USS Atlantis NCC-74682

Writer ID: A239410TR0


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