23-02-2004, 05:50
Kagrenac stared across the misty wasteland, thick plumes of Mallbertan manufactured atmosphere crawling slowly, hungrily, like a viscous primordial lifeform, pushing forward between spires of alien rock and deep crevasses never plumbed. Phobos was a bleak moon, deplete of all life but Mallbertan, and of course the now departing Roanian forces.
His footsteps rang tinnily through the carbonsteel and smooth stone observatory, one of the few areas which pierced the frozen crust of this strange planetoid; the Mallbertans were, in general, far more comfortable below than above. Not him though. He was old; old enough to remember when the skies above Mallbertan prime were clear, and a weak pale sun would beat down, warming the tortured Mongolian steps. It was strange to look once again on an open sky, even if it was as black and star speckled as this one.
Mars rose slowly into the sky, red orb striped and blotted with the greens, browns and blues of the ongoing terraforming. It was strange indeed to look down upon it; Kargrenac had not gotten over the feeling he was about to plummet down towards, falling silently for hours before striking Martian soil.
Below the small observation room was the huge ring which would form the basis of a Stellar Accelerator; a huge gauss cannon used to propel ships and cargo into orbit, even beyond. Once complete, it would be used to hurtle the chunks of minerals harvested constantly by thoughtless claws below back home, to land with dull thuds into some dusty Mallbertan crater.
His footsteps rang tinnily through the carbonsteel and smooth stone observatory, one of the few areas which pierced the frozen crust of this strange planetoid; the Mallbertans were, in general, far more comfortable below than above. Not him though. He was old; old enough to remember when the skies above Mallbertan prime were clear, and a weak pale sun would beat down, warming the tortured Mongolian steps. It was strange to look once again on an open sky, even if it was as black and star speckled as this one.
Mars rose slowly into the sky, red orb striped and blotted with the greens, browns and blues of the ongoing terraforming. It was strange indeed to look down upon it; Kargrenac had not gotten over the feeling he was about to plummet down towards, falling silently for hours before striking Martian soil.
Below the small observation room was the huge ring which would form the basis of a Stellar Accelerator; a huge gauss cannon used to propel ships and cargo into orbit, even beyond. Once complete, it would be used to hurtle the chunks of minerals harvested constantly by thoughtless claws below back home, to land with dull thuds into some dusty Mallbertan crater.