- Okay, I'm suiting up too. - He looks at one the scientists helping Alexander - Alfred, please prepare the FR-1.
The man nods, and runs off. Roy seeing the lack of comprehension on the face of Alexander, quickly adds:
[font=Palatino Linotype] - A field robot, quite primitive, and old, but it can help to harvest some ice, and take it back for further analysis. I hope it won't break down... We really need to renew this ship and the equipment.
Five minutes later, the small group exits the airlock. The ice is covered with some strange yellowish thing everywhere.
- A bit cold, isn't it? - laughs the captain - Alex, do you have the coordinates of that cave the AICD mentioned? I think that would be the best place to gather some reliable information.
Research is to see what everybody else has seen, and to think what nobody else has thought.