The Valle Santa Estrella Project - Planet Crete - [Invite only]

[Hans von Goeben]

Ana wasn't sure how to construe Hans' reaction: After taking only one step outside the shuttle, he simply remained on the gangway's edge, gazing through the goggles over the vast, empty dryland. For a whole minute not a single word crossed his lips. The howling wind and the mouthpiece would have made that difficult, anyways.

Finally, he descended the ramp to walk a few feet over Crete's future. Ana cought up with her guest, now irritated by his unusual scarcity on comments. "So! A...good place for the project, si? Enough space to realize it." Goeben turns around to her with a dead-serious expression. "Without doubt. But 'enough space' is the only option this area appears to have. I mean, no offence, but this valley is dryer than Rheinland humor. I can imagine why you need the energy cell to power an irrigation here, it ain't a miracle cell though!" Despite the cloth around her neck, the scientist could clearly see a mixed expression combined of defiance and a hint of disappointment...a typical expression he had seen many times on her.
"...but, you wouldn't be a real Chavez if you didn't have an elaborated plan to manage it nonetheless, right?", Hans added instantly to avoid a rebuke. After such a long time not having seen each other, it wouldn't be appropriate to start an argument within the first hour of reunion. Something which had happened oftenly between the two rather stubborn minds, by the way.