“Having seen the vid-screens, I hope you realize that any organism, other than some extremophiles, not underground, within a building, or underwater lower than light can penetrate will be microwaved. Further, the gamma rays have disrupted our radio frequencies. We are blind, and deaf, and must work on the presumption that we are alone. With this in mind, I require status reports from each of you. Let’s begin with engineering, Chief Engineer Ko, if you would be so kind.” As Ko begins, what Blackfeather knows will be a boring, long winded dissertation, his thoughts stray. “I cannot stand this new bunch of recruits they sent me. They’re more intelligencia than soldiers and oh so polite.” He begins to rub the scar across his left eye, gotten during the Antarctica rebel uprising. Why anyone would want that god forsaken rock was beyond him. The majority of his Antarctica men have followed him to Outpost 94. Battle hardened and loyal to a fault, they trust him and him them without reservation. The only war veteran that hadn’t been with him was Lt. Roman. She had been a mercenary in Africa, being impressed with her fearlessness, strength of character, and intelligence he had pulled some major strings to have her assigned as his aide-de-camp. It didn’t hurt she was easy on the eyes; he thrust his thoughts quickly from that avenue as CE Ko wrapped up his presentation. “So in conclusion our water supplies are artesian, our air is recirculated by scrubbers, our energy is almost infinite, and our solid wastes are recycled to be used for fertilizer, our liquid wastes recycled for non-drinking uses.” “Thank you Chief Engineer what about Medical?” says Blackfeather as he turns to Govonni. Production credits the same. Thanks all, first time attempt at writing any thing other than science reports. Any helpful hints such as that provided by Wolfenshire are appreciated.