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"Elyandra In search of a Future."
After years of warnings, tests and surveys being done, mankind had managed to destroy their own home world. Now desperate for a new home they send out team after team in hopes of finding some where to start a new. This is the tale of the starship Elyandra and its crew as they awaken from their slumber to the alert from the ships computer: They have found a possible home. A planet whose atmosphere can sustain human life, now all they have to do is ensure that its other in habitants are welcoming to the idea of humans moving onto their planet. Our story begins....

The blaring of the computers alarm sounded and the computer began the process of awakening it crew from statisus pods. Slowly her breathing and heart rate increase until they are once again at normal, her hazel eyes fluttering open just as the lid to her pod opens allowing her to slowly sit up. "Computer status report. How long have we been sleeping?" she says as she rests her face in her hands, her long hair falling forward as she tries to shake off the odd sensation that came from sleeping in an unnatural sleep for so long. "You have been asleep for 31 days, 12 hours, 32 minutes and 21, 22, 23 seconds." The computer replies in a female voice. "Thank you computer. Why were we awaken?" "There is a class B planet that has come into the range of our long range sensors. Approximately 3 earth days away." Angela's excitment rose as she stood up a bit stiffly, stretching out her long athletic frame, every muscle shown due to the simple tank top and shorts she wore. "Awaken the rest of the crew. I'm going to my quarters to shower and dress. I will meet them all in the mess hall for a meal while we discuss our next move." "Yes Captain." the ship simply responds as it begins awakening the rest of the crew. Angela decided to jog to her quarters as a means of stretching her muscles out further the door sliding open as she approached. "Lights" she said simply as she crossed to her bathroom stripping off her clothing as she went. "Shower on. Water hot." she says as she steps into the stall with a sigh of relief as the hot water runs over her tight and tense muscles.

Ten minutes later she was out the shower, drying her hair as she sat at her desk checking the reports that she had been receiving while she slept. The situation on Earth was getting worst and all ships were ordered to work harder at finding them the most minimal planet to sustain life, even is its only for a few months. "Hopefully this planet will be very promising." she says aloud as she gets up crossing to her closet she takes out her uniform with a kind of reverence, her fingers tracing the gold trim on the jacket. With a smile of pride she dons her uniform and then heads to the mess hall to await the rest or her crew.

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.

Elliot awoke from the stasis sleep and heard the computer rambling on about something dealing with stasis statistics and results. He slowly climbed out and stepped down on the cold chrome floor. He headed past a couple of other stasis pods and out of the room. He moved lazily down the corridor, rubbing off the stasis effect from his eyes, and into the navigation room. He pulled up a holographic map of the surrounding solar system. The computer's AI voice was informing of the recent planety find. He examined the Class B planet and pulled up as many data readings that the computer could collect. He scanned through them and noted the inhabitable environment, the fertile soil, the multiple climates, the exotic and interesting wild life, and most importantly, the fact that he couldn't see any native intellegent life forms. Perhaps this planet wasn't hostile and could due for the distant home that they had been searching for. Elliot let out a long yawn and decided to head over to his quarters to shower and dress.

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By the time that Elliot was finished throwing on his EPT uniform and fixing his hair (something he was a fanatic about) the rest of the crew was up and moving around; rejoicing over the discovery. He walked into the mess hall (which was three stories tall, revealling two round-about balconies, and enough food lines to match the cafeteria of a mall) and fixed himself a cup of coffee in the coffee line. He took a long sip, despite the burning sensation to the tongue, and smiled at the delicious taste. He had forgotten how much the stasis sleep sucked his taste buds dry. His stomach growled like crazy and felt like eating a nice, juicy steak. In fact, he headed towards the breakfast lane in a hurry to get ahead of the traffic of that he knew was going to be crowding the lines any minute now. He wanted to get to those breakfast burritos before anyone else did.

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Angela sat at the officers table looking at the small screen in her hand, sipping coffee as she read the results from the initial scans of the computer. The noise of her crew bringing a smile to her face as she listened to the speaking in excited tones of the new home they may have discovered. A plate of pancakes and bacon sat in front of her partially eaten as was her habit when she became in grossed in something else. So far all of the scans were proving very promising and once they sent a team down there they could start mapping out regions and setting up structures so as to have a place for the influx of humans that were likely to come once they sent their findings back home.

Looking up she noticed Elliot and watched as he jostled his way in line to get those breakfast burritos he loved so much. He always did that despite his superior rank, he allowed himself to be jostled about like any other member of the crew. That might have been why the crew respected him so much, not letting his rank go to his head like it can to a lot of people. She continued to read this time letters from home, her sister had twins a boy and a girl. This was very good news seeing how birthrates had begun to drop over the past few years, scientists not sure why but sure it had to do something with the current state of the environment. She would have some of her credits wired into an account for her sister to help with the cost of raising healthy children. She had enough to spare seeing how she spent most of her time out in space, where her pay was increased due to it having a hazard rating, not to mention the fact that she was also now a captain. Making a note on the pad to remind herself to do this later she set the screen down and went back to her breakfast as she waited for her officers to join her so that they could begin planning.

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.

Deitmar could feel his heart rate increase and his breathing return to its normal rythmn as the stasis pod lid opened. He slowly opened his dark green eyes as he stepped out of the stasis pod, his muscles creaking from lack of use. He stiffled a yawm as he raised his arms over head stretching his long athletic frame. His slid a calloused hand through his shoulder length, chocolate brown hair, turning his head left and right wondering for a moment where the showers were located."How long have I been in stasis?" He thought to himself, as he walked down to the men's locker room. "Shower on. Water hot." He told the computer as he stripped himself of the smelly clothes he was wearing. He let out a long sigh of relief as he let the hot water pour over his back, soothing his aching muscles. After ten minutes, he got out, toweled himself off and slipped into his uniform. A green shirt with his last name and the lettles EPT inscribed on the back, black cargo jeans with matching combat boots. The shirt accented his well toned chest, the byproduct of working out three days a week in the gym.
He looked at the stubble of a beard that was growing in and although he did not want to shave off the beard that was growing in, he decided it would be best to look a professional as possible. He found his way to the mess hall, to already find everyone already eating and talking amoung eachother. He hears his stomache growls and walked over to grab some of his favorite food:steak, eggs and bacon. The smell was intoxicating as he got in line, becoming increasingly agitated as the line slowly moved. After waiting in line for ten minutes, he finally got his steak, eggs, bacon, and water. He scanned the huge hall and managed to locate Captain West a couple of tables away. He headed for her, knowing that she probably wanted to go over what she wanted him to do. He sat down across from her and set his food down.
"Lt. Colonel Dr. Deitmar Jackson reporting in."

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Elliot got a hold of his favorite breakfast, told and listened to a few jokes with a couple of comrads, and then finally managed his way across the mess hall and over to the table that Captian West and Lt. Colonel Jackson were sitting at. He placed his plate down, rather noisely to wake West up from her breakfast eating. "You bring that damn thing everywhere don't you?" he said, pointing her small computer. He finished sitting down in the chair and nodded to Jackson. Elliot picked up his burrito and took a mouthful, enjoying the long awaiting succulent taste.

"So," he said, gulping down that first big bite, "when do we plan on landing? I know we'll get there in three days, but I sure to God hope that we don't have to go through with a bunch of papers and beaurocratic nonsense just to land and start looking at the scenery. Besides, we're desperate to find a home. Sometimes, I think the government just likes to piss people off for the fun of it." He heard a familiar voice behind him and turned around to find his son, Leander, heading towards him. Leander wasn't his son by blood, he was adopted. Elliot knew from the beginning that the poor kid had gone through so much hell with the moving and transfering from orphanage to orphanage that his heart couldn't take just passing him up. Leander was twelve and incredibly smart. His shaggy blond hair lay just over his eyes and his slightly pale skin showed just how nerdy he was. "There he is!" Elliot exclaimed, gald to see him.

Leander came over and sat down in between Elliot and Captain West, whom he secrety had a crush on, despite how much older she was than him. Of course, every kid (no matter age) has a crush on an older some time or other. "Hey, Elliot," he said, keeping his eyes on West's. "Hey Angela..."

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Angela looked with with a smirk, "Someone has to keep us informed about whats going on at home. Besides I am now a proud Aunt of twins, so keeping this around is very useful indeed." she says to Elliot then looking over at Deitmar, "Now Lt. Colonel no need for such formalities, not when we are dinning privately and especially not so early in the morning. Ok?" she says giving him a friendly smile, then turns back to Elliot, "If it was up to you I'm sure we would have conquered some of the weaker races we came across and then just moved in." she teases him as she took another bite of her pancakes as his son approached and sat next to her, "Good morning Leander. I hope I can count on you today with analyzing some data for us?" she says giving him a wink, which he nodded blushing a bit before looked continued on with her senior officers. "But I do agree with you on this one Elliot, we are not going to wait for all the paper work and political red tape. Which is why I have...hmmm...how should I put this? I have already sent all of the necessary paper work ahead, with some colorful text so that it will pass through inspection unmolested." she said smiling, knowing that she had probably broken enough codes and regulations to cause a hearing later but not caring at the moment. She had family back on earth who was counting on her and this planet might be the key to saving the human race.

"So gentlemen, we need to work on a team who is going to go down for the first landing. I am taking the right as the captain to put myself on the team." she looks both of them in the eye daring them to challenge her, "Both of you will be needed as well, so all we need to do is get another four people and we have ourselves an away team." she grabbed up her screen and made it bigger so that it was about the size of an old laptop screen, that way they could all see a full display of the planet. "Here is all the data we have so far on the planet, from our long range sensors. As we get closer we will be able to get more detailed readings, but at the moment it does not appear to have any life forms of the human intelligence or higher. Which is good because that means we wont be in conflict with anyone else. The air is breathable, land fertile and there are multiple climates so not only is it well suited for us, but we could save the animals, insects, plants etc of earth." she looked up and met their gaze, "We may be looking at our new home."

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.

Deitmar nodded politely, when Commander West told him not to be so formal. He then launched an attack on his food, eating it with agusto. The steak sent a burst of different tastes on his tastebuds, as he chewed each bite he put into his mouth. He saw someone approach the table out of his periphial vision. He looks up to see Elliot's son sit down between him and the Commander. He stares momentarily, wondering how old his son would be if, his wife had not died. She was eight months pregnant with their son when she died from brain cancer. He figuered he would be around five or six years old. He tried not to think about it as Commander West stated that the three of them, along with four other people would be going down for the first landing to check out the planet. He took a quick glance at the computer screen, scanning the data of the planet that they had gathered so far. The planet did look promising, but he learned not to get his hopes up; he would only believe it when it became a reality.
"I hope so, because I am not up to going in the stasis pods again."
Deitmar digs into his breakfast again and cleans his plate after about two minutes. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and thought that he was going to need to do a hard workout at the gym in order to burn all of the calories he just ate.

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Elliot raised his hands when West gave them a daring stare. He simply smiled and thought it amusing. "I already have the men in mind for the job. Consider your team made. I won't bother to spoil the surprise however. You can find out who they are when we prepare to leave. That should make this whole trip a lot more fun." He finished the rest of his breakfast in silence and got up to take his paper plate to the trash and throw it away. He turned around to wave them a see ya later and then headed out of the mess hall.

He moved through the labrynth of corridors and traversed up and down a few mobile platforms and elevators that took him to farther levels of the ship. He finally made his way to the armory. The doors slid open with a quiet hiss as Elliot walked inside of the armory with a solid and confident stride. The weapons that hung on the walls, protected by bullet-proof casings and shields (to prevent theft, of course) glittered in the light that reflected off of their stainless steel and chrome coating. He moved over to an AR-02 and punched in the security access code that granted him permission to grab the weapon. When the case flung up, he carefully reached forward and picked up the light 30 pound rifle. With the gravity simulator onboard the ship, the weapon weighed its standard, but once out in space, or even on the meteor, it would weigh like a feather in the palm of his hand.

Which reminded him, he needed to start suiting up. He turned around and walked through yet another door. This door led into a dressing room where a black suit was laid out on a bench. He had laid it out earlier for preparation. The suit was small and tight. It had to be for swift mobility in deep space and amongst little gravitational pull. It wasn't anything fancy, though, just a mere suit of similar design to Spec Ops uniforms. All in all, it was your typical James Bond stealth suit, just outfitted with life-support for space and underwater missions. The suit was comfortable and light, and didn't get in the way whenever he has to kick out or run. The basics of combat require the manueverability in close-quarters in almost every situation. He can't be a sitting duck just floating in deep space, only able to move his arms at forty-five degree angles each. That would suck. He knew that the rest of the team had also recieved the suits. They would need them for their experiments and what-not.

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"It would depend on your definition of fun." Deitmar stated bluntly with mock annoyance as he watched Elliot walk away. He got up and gave Commander West as small bow."I will go get prepared for the trip." Deitmar walked off and headed towards his living quarters. After going through a couple of long coridors, he finally reached it. The door opened automaticly and the second he crossed the threshold, something knocked him to the ground. He did not need to know who it was because, she started to lick his face."Ah!, hello Julia" Deitmar said with amusment as he got up. He looked at her, she was an Anatolian shepard, her back reached his hip and she was a light brown color with a black muzzle and black paws. After a couple of minutes of saying hello, he was finally able to get into his room. It was fairly big, his bed was on the left side, farthest from the door. Next to his bed was Julia's bed, and it was positioned so that she could watch the door to make sure no one attacked him in his sleep. There was a desk, with a lamp, a bookcase full of his favorite books and a labtop. Suddenly he heard a soft purr coming from his feet. He looked down to see a grey kitten rubbing up against his leg. "hey dutch." He bent down and picked up Dutch, and started sratching his head. He stood back up, holding the small fluff ball in his right hand and turned to look at Julia."I only came here to see if you guys haven't killed each other, I have to go now ok." He made sure that their water and food bowls were filled and after putting dutch down on the floor he said goodbye and walked out of the room and headed for the armory

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Angela watched as her two most senior officers went to carry out their own duties. Getting up with her tray in one hand and her screen in the other, depositing the tray with the others she walked out the mess hall going over the scans on her screen. Her boots falling softly on the carpeted floor, smiling and saluting to the members of her crew as she passed. There was an electricity in the air as the whole crew was a buzz with the news of the new planet, a possibility of a new home.

Arriving on the deck the crew getting to their feet as her first officer, Commander Thomas Jordy called the crew to attention. "Captain on deck!" he said as he got up from his seat, the rest of the crew following suit. "As you were." she says as she cross to sit in her own seat which gave her the view of the screen in front of her which at the moment was just a blanket of black with twinkling white stars. "Are we in range for a visual?" she asked Jordy excitment evident in her voice. "Aye. Bring it on screen." he called out to the navigation officer. A few strokes of her counsel and the young officer brought the image onto the screen. There in a swirl of white clouds and blue-green water stood the planet that for all purposes looked like a slightly off colored Earth. The planet looked very promising indeed...

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Born under the Full Moon...
... Born to kill.

You are the true warrior of Gaia,
and nothing will withstand your rage.