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The Guide
The young woman glared at the Irishman making no attempt to hide her contempt towards his question, her job was bad enough without some wise ass miner mocking her at every turn "Any Sensible questions?" she asked though gritted teeth seconds away from crossing the point of no return and saying what she really felt like saying, it would most likely cost her, her job but at this point in time she didn't really care.
Luckily for the young guide it was at this point that the pilot announced that they would be landing shortly, the sound of reverse thrusters never sounded sweeter to the guide as she took her seat at the very front of the shuttle.
As soon as the shuttle touched down upon the landing pad a crewman appeared to help the passengers disengage the straps before pushing open the door; an icy gust of snow filled air washing into craft chilling all of those within to the bone.
With her duty towards the passengers now fulfilled she offered them on last smile as she spoke "If you would all disembark from the shuttle your luggage will be collected by the crew and delivered to the main facility and I hope you enjoy your stay" the sarcasm practically dripping from the word enjoy the guide safe in the knowledge that she would be having the last laugh this day.
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Harriet
Having slept through the entire trip Harriet finds herself rudely awoken by the sudden jolt of the shuttles landing gear making contact with the landing pad. Finding herself looking down at the fabric of Peadar's jacket she slowly rolls her head to look up at the Irishman groaning inwardly as she realises what must have happened. Quickly sitting up in her seat she busies herself with the process of unclipping her straps in an attempt to hide her embarrassment over the situation "Don't get any idea's paddy, you make a good pillow but we're not friends yet" stupid sedatives, always make me act like an idiot she silently curses wondering what else she'd done to embarrass herself whilst under their effect.
Having missed the brief entirely Harriet gets the shock of a lifetime as she steps out of the Shuttles door and onto the icy landing pad "Oh god its Alpha Centauri all over again!" she curses wondering why they couldn't have sent her someplace warm for a change.
From what she could see the facility consisted of a large square courtyard in the centre of which stood a pair of landing platforms one of which was currently occupied by their craft; to the right there was a large hangar like structure and to the front there was a squat blocky structure from which emerged a small group of people causing her to believe that it was the main entrance the other two buildings seeming to be warehouses not that she had much time to dwell on them as it was at this point that the group from out of the main building arrived.
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The Welcoming Committee
There were three of them in total all of them dressed in a combination of arctic gear and body armour, a pair heavily insulated combat shotguns slung over the shoulders of two of the guards "Hello and welcome to Niflhiem!" the lead man announced to the group in a strong South African accent and just a hint of irony "My name is Manfred Speer and I am head of security at Station 9, follow the rules and we'll get on just fine" Standing around 6' tall with a neatly trimmed beard and short hair cut both a golden blonde in colour going on grey and wearing a white leather eye patch over his left eye the head of security had an imposing aura about him, the smile on his face a thin disguise beneath which a tyrant hid.
Scanning the group of people he catches sight of Harriet instantly recognising her as he did so; an evil smile appearing on his face as he strides over towards her "Well well what have we here? a little birdie" a gloved hand quickly grabs hold of the girl by her jaw twisting her head this way and that as he examined her, grinning as he catches sight of the small tear drop tattoos beneath her eye "You're two short girl" the man growls seeming to enjoy her discomfort "I didn't kill them" she speaks in reply were words muffled by the hand holding her mouth closed "Of course you didn't those people just died of their own accord...now listen to me Dirty Harry I AM the law on this planet and you will do as I tell you...just give me an excuse and I will gun you down just like you did to those people understand me?" the barest of nods comes from Harriet in response "Good, Isaac get these people inside and Miss Lynch processed I need to have a little word with our G.I friend here"
"Ok people this way before you all freeze to death" one of the men announced before turning to lead them towards the building from which they'd originally appeared
The young woman glared at the Irishman making no attempt to hide her contempt towards his question, her job was bad enough without some wise ass miner mocking her at every turn "Any Sensible questions?" she asked though gritted teeth seconds away from crossing the point of no return and saying what she really felt like saying, it would most likely cost her, her job but at this point in time she didn't really care.
Luckily for the young guide it was at this point that the pilot announced that they would be landing shortly, the sound of reverse thrusters never sounded sweeter to the guide as she took her seat at the very front of the shuttle.
As soon as the shuttle touched down upon the landing pad a crewman appeared to help the passengers disengage the straps before pushing open the door; an icy gust of snow filled air washing into craft chilling all of those within to the bone.
With her duty towards the passengers now fulfilled she offered them on last smile as she spoke "If you would all disembark from the shuttle your luggage will be collected by the crew and delivered to the main facility and I hope you enjoy your stay" the sarcasm practically dripping from the word enjoy the guide safe in the knowledge that she would be having the last laugh this day.
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Harriet
Having slept through the entire trip Harriet finds herself rudely awoken by the sudden jolt of the shuttles landing gear making contact with the landing pad. Finding herself looking down at the fabric of Peadar's jacket she slowly rolls her head to look up at the Irishman groaning inwardly as she realises what must have happened. Quickly sitting up in her seat she busies herself with the process of unclipping her straps in an attempt to hide her embarrassment over the situation "Don't get any idea's paddy, you make a good pillow but we're not friends yet" stupid sedatives, always make me act like an idiot she silently curses wondering what else she'd done to embarrass herself whilst under their effect.
Having missed the brief entirely Harriet gets the shock of a lifetime as she steps out of the Shuttles door and onto the icy landing pad "Oh god its Alpha Centauri all over again!" she curses wondering why they couldn't have sent her someplace warm for a change.
From what she could see the facility consisted of a large square courtyard in the centre of which stood a pair of landing platforms one of which was currently occupied by their craft; to the right there was a large hangar like structure and to the front there was a squat blocky structure from which emerged a small group of people causing her to believe that it was the main entrance the other two buildings seeming to be warehouses not that she had much time to dwell on them as it was at this point that the group from out of the main building arrived.
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The Welcoming Committee
There were three of them in total all of them dressed in a combination of arctic gear and body armour, a pair heavily insulated combat shotguns slung over the shoulders of two of the guards "Hello and welcome to Niflhiem!" the lead man announced to the group in a strong South African accent and just a hint of irony "My name is Manfred Speer and I am head of security at Station 9, follow the rules and we'll get on just fine" Standing around 6' tall with a neatly trimmed beard and short hair cut both a golden blonde in colour going on grey and wearing a white leather eye patch over his left eye the head of security had an imposing aura about him, the smile on his face a thin disguise beneath which a tyrant hid.
Scanning the group of people he catches sight of Harriet instantly recognising her as he did so; an evil smile appearing on his face as he strides over towards her "Well well what have we here? a little birdie" a gloved hand quickly grabs hold of the girl by her jaw twisting her head this way and that as he examined her, grinning as he catches sight of the small tear drop tattoos beneath her eye "You're two short girl" the man growls seeming to enjoy her discomfort "I didn't kill them" she speaks in reply were words muffled by the hand holding her mouth closed "Of course you didn't those people just died of their own accord...now listen to me Dirty Harry I AM the law on this planet and you will do as I tell you...just give me an excuse and I will gun you down just like you did to those people understand me?" the barest of nods comes from Harriet in response "Good, Isaac get these people inside and Miss Lynch processed I need to have a little word with our G.I friend here"
"Ok people this way before you all freeze to death" one of the men announced before turning to lead them towards the building from which they'd originally appeared
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