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| Type: | Misc item |
| Weight: | 0.1 kg |
| Item Points: | 1 |
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| Maximal TT: | 0.01 PED |
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| Source: | Looted |
| Found On: | Monria
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Chapter 3 Alright everyone, let's talk about what has happened so far, said Mr. Gabriel Donovan, the CEO of DSEC corporation who was now on the view screen. He was as ordinary looking man who appeared to be in his mid 50's, however, his real age was more than double that. He had a full complement of salt-and-pepper hair cut short, but not military short. He was clean shaven and sported a designer pair of glasses, which along with his crisp look gave him a somewhat stately appearance. Although he was an extremely wealthy man, he still had a consistent casual side to himself as he dressed in designer button down shirts, and he rarely wore a tie. He cept his jewelry at a minimum expect for a single diamond earring in his left ear. What struck you when you saw Mr. Donovan was his intensely sharp, deeply etched cleft chin that seemed to mesmerize. He had a keen wit to his personality but as times he was also known to be insanely passionate about to make his point. He was not a man who, having come up from poverty to wealth, was about to have anyone step on his toes and was not ashamed to let you know if you were about to do so. "From my understanding, we have a missing mining team, and the only thing that is left down there is a hover bike with graffiti from the "Church of Cthulhu", whoever they are. Trip Kaminsky has already briefed us on what he knows of this Cthulhu but we seems to be in the dark a far as anyone knowsregardin who and what they are and what they want from us. We don't even know if the mining is alive or not." Dan Frances, the team leader, spoke first. "Sir, I was only down there for a few moments but it seemed as if the caves are both natural formations and somehow modified by something or someone with advanced technology. The wlls of the cave had a type of rock that seemed to generate its own light source, not unlike the photo phosphorescent microorganism from the planet Tarsus. It seemed natural to the area but we did not get a close enough look. The walls had both natural and a type of modification in areas that would definetly seem to be man-made. It would take another science team to go down there and get rocks back to the lab here for further investigation. I think that even in the midst of trying to find out what happened to the miners, we should not forget that this is a new territory with completely uknown areas and be sure to be on your guard for the possible dangers down thee." Be Connors, one of the security personel, spoke next. "One would have to assume we are dealing with intelligent life down there, wich either been living in the caves or has been using them for a while, due to the fact that we have been warned and in essence, we are trespassing on their territory in their minds. The missing miners showed no sign of a struggle as far as i could see and for someone to have take a lot of effort not to mention the short time interval between when we lost communication and when we were able to get down there to investigate. We have to assume we are not only dealing with a higly advanced species but also if its this 'Church of Cthulhu', we have to uderstand who they are and what they want". "Agreed," said Gbriel Donovan "Any other comments or insights we need to know about?" All the while, Narissa had been listening and wanting at the same time to volunteer what she knew, or felt, but she was new to the team and was not sure what to do. She wanted to listen more and perhaps speak to someone. If she could get to talk to Mr. Donovan privately, she thought, maybe he would understand and listen to her he seemed to want to find out. What would the others think? She desided to make an effort and try to get them back down caves so she could continue her private investigation and maybe find out more without risking harm to the team. She would never forgive herself if she knew something and didn't tell anyone and someone got hurt because of her. Narissa raised her hand slowly and sked to speak. "Yes Narissa, do you have anything to add?" Hank asked. At that moment all eyes focused their attention on her. Not just because she was about to ask a question, but also due to her beaty. Narissa Thompson was one of the most conscientious security personel they had worked with in resent years. She wa five foot seven with short flaming red hair, but it was her eyes that attracted men. They were as green as the deep sea and penetrated one's soul with a gentle caress that warmed the heart the moment her gaze was met. Yet at times she looked as if she had the wisdom of 1000 lifetimes. Narissa was one of the fortunate people who had been treated by Mother Nature. Her skin was smooth and youtful. She seemed to be in her fortles chronologically, but she would never reveal her true age. She'd worked with Trip on one other project and was a great help to him. She was the sort of person who made sure all was in order, regardless of the chaos that they tried to create. The best part was when asked to do something, she either did it or somehow managed to get it done. No questions asked! She did her job and did it well. Narissa kept the movement of the team working in ways others could not begin to appericate and always worked as a team player, except for the rare occasion when she knew that there was another agenda to keep in mind. She knew how to read between the lines better than most and this always seemed to give her a tactical advantage. it looks like there is a part missing from the text.
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