Expedition to Planet Wight

[Lord.MacRae]

Captain: What a sad place, I hate it. Only ice everywhere and nothing else, annoying. Did the sensors pick up any useful information Madam Cardinal? Microorganisms perhaps or that Cambridge professors with their students?
Chief of Science: No Sir, no lifeforms and no energy signature detected, either the Gaian lied just trying to legitimate his agressions or they all froze to death.
Captain: Perhaps this research mission will change to a hearse mission soon ... I really hate it. So, Madam Cardinal please show me the near area on our main screen.

Captain: Mmh what a nice and pleasant view! I can not think about something more wonderful ... perhaps I buy some land here and build a holiday home. *Sarcasm*
Chief of Science: Captain, as there will be still 10 hours of daylight, should we start the investigations?
Captain: You are right madam, Mr. Hamingten please let your crew prepare the planetary research vessel, we should do some scans in a 1000k range today to study the near sourrounding.
Chief Engineer: Aye sir! *speaking into his headset* Boys let's get the Galilei ready for action. Activate the reactor and do the prior take off check-ups.

Chief Engineer: Galilei ready, hangar doors opened, ignition and take off.
Captain: Thank you Mr. Hamingten, good and fast work of your crew. Please initiate a spiral search pattern and report any anomalies asap.
*Two hours later*
Chief of Science: Captain we have a contact. A structure responding to our magnetic scans. We are going to land the Galilei and then investigate in our spacesuits.
Captain: Acknowledged Madam. I did not believe we would find something interesting soon. Perhaps that mission is not that stupid after all.

Chief of Science: We found something under a 4 meter layer of snow, currently my scientific crew are salvaging it. Here we go. First scan results and visual data on the main screen sir ... it's .... a ..... ah we have a match in the database .... a Gallic spy sattelite sir.
Captain: Ok madam, that mission is that stupid again. Any other useful information?
Chief of Science: No sir, no contamination, no microorganisms, it's just a wrecked satellite. Perhaps we should try to download the mission log?
Captain: Make it so, but do not waste too much time and restart the search pattern again.
*Seven hours later, sunset is near, it is getting darker*
Chief of Science: Contact Sir, its organic. Two biological sensors detected it.
Captain: You are kidding me Chief? I hate being fooled.
Chief of Science: I would never ever do that Sir, I am hundred percent serious! Landing initiated and the scientists are starting the outdoor misson in their spacesuits.

Captain: Come on, I hate to wait. What is it? Really microorganisms? I would have to bother the Lord in his actual base building service. He probably is flying around in his Shetland the whole day with supplies and he normally is a little pissed then.
Chief of Science: They reached the area of the contact. Organic contact affirmed with low range sensors. It's in the ice under a deep snow layer, as it is organic it will take a little to dig to it.
*A scream echoing in the communication channel, unbelievable fear in the voice*
Captain: What the hell! Everything ok with your crew?
Chief of Science: Receiving visual data Sir, redirecting to the main screen.

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