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The Beginning :)

From above the unknown planet looked rather homely and friendly. The first scanning of the atmosphere made with an on-board computer showed that it was breathable.

The shuttle landed on the coast of a sea, or maybe a large lake, or maybe even an ocean; a sandy beach was stretching to the right and to the left of the shuttle. Running upwards and away from the water, it changed into green hills and forests fenced by distant mountains. It was a cloudy day, and it was probably rather warm up there, in the hills, but here on the coast a chilly wind was constantly blowing from the sea, bringing in a mixture of smells, mostly pleasant ones. Large birds - probably some sort of local gulls - were flying low over the water, crying shrilly. All in all, it looked not too unlike Earth.

The sun broke through the clouds, and in its rays several other shuttles could be seen landing on the beach or going through the atmosphere to the surface of the planet.


( 56 already landed — Land here )
May. 6th, 2011 07:16 pm (UTC)
A woman, tall, slim, and light-haired, was standing on the ramp of her shuttle, looking around. She was dressed in dark blue jeans, a jacket, and brown trekking boots. A backpack was lying at her feet, and she was holding in her hands a telescope, which she lowered now as she saw a man approaching her.
May. 6th, 2011 07:37 pm (UTC)
A man in his forties, rather tall and fit, has just left his shuttle and was about to stretch his legs for a while. He was dressed in a leather jacket, jeans and heavy boots. His dark hair, shoulder-long, was gathered in a sort of a 'ponytail' at his neck. His eyes were greyish-blue, and he definitely was short-sighted: he had to squint his eyes to see something further than ten metres away.
He stood still a little, looking at other shuttles nearby, then walked slowly towards one of them - someone has come out of his shuttle, too. It was a woman. He quickened his step to come nearer and try to make out her face.
May. 6th, 2011 07:42 pm (UTC)
The woman stuck her telescope into one of the backpack's side pockets, jumped off the ramp and started walking towards the man.

- Hey, you there! - she called in a clear voice. - Had a nice flight?
May. 6th, 2011 07:56 pm (UTC)
He nodded and smiled slightly, having finally reached a distinct-seeing distance.
- Aye, a good one, - he replied, showing a deep highlandish brogue. - Been dying for firm and steady ground, though. How 'bout yours?
May. 6th, 2011 08:04 pm (UTC)
The woman smiled back.

- Thoroughly satisfactory. - She hesitated for a moment, then held her hand out. - I'm Stella Myers.
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May. 6th, 2011 07:24 pm (UTC)
At the edge of a large field landed an old shuttle. It took some minutes to turn off its systems, and then the hatch opened.
A woman dressed in a jumpsuit, that used to be silver, left the shuttle. She had short dark hair, hazel eyes and thin lips. The woman carried a bag on her back and a small box under her arm.
"Bien", she muttered. When she squinted she saw two silhouettes approaching from the beach

Edited at 2011-05-06 09:14 pm (UTC)
May. 6th, 2011 09:18 pm (UTC)
- Oh, look, we're not alone in this place, - Stella said to Allan, pointing out to a shuttle and a lonely slim figure near it not far from the hill they'd just climbed.
May. 6th, 2011 09:20 pm (UTC)
The woman adjusted the backpack and walked down to meet them
May. 6th, 2011 09:28 pm (UTC)
- Right*, - Allan didn't mention that his eyes could offer him only a vague shadow of somebody standing by the shuttle. - He waved vigorously at the direction Stella pointed.

it really sounded more like [roit] :)
May. 6th, 2011 09:34 pm (UTC)
- Morning! - she said in a husky voice, approaching. - It seems like a tolerable place, isn't it?

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May. 7th, 2011 09:11 am (UTC)
A young man came out of one of the shuttles. He had fair hair - not too long, but rather shaggy, - and grey eyes. He wore practical clothes of sandy colour and a backpack on his back. He did not hurry to meet the others, but was looking at the birds, enjoying the sun and the nature, catching the feeling of wind in his hair.
May. 7th, 2011 09:41 am (UTC)
Finally, he decided it's time to go and find someone. He could see a small group of people not far away.
May. 7th, 2011 06:29 pm (UTC)
Bel took some cans from her shuttle and carried them to the field. Then she cried to the young man:
- Hey you! Welcome! Come here!

Edited at 2011-05-07 07:03 pm (UTC)
May. 7th, 2011 07:38 pm (UTC)
When the fair-haired young man came leisurely closer, he found out that only one person of the group had left, but a new one was approaching. He smiled to the woman with cans a bit shyly and said:
- Hello. I'm Julian Mint. You seem busy. Can I help you somehow?
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May. 7th, 2011 05:33 pm (UTC)
A heavyset, relatively young man in rather shabby pants and a sun-bleached sweater was absent-mindedly poking at the mass of sand with the point of his worn shoe. His hair was cut short, and almost preposterously red. His muscular legs, almost square fists and especially typically disfigured nose betrayed a boxer. On the sand there stood two bulky suit-cases, proud remnants of the past century.
Every now and then the man was casting a furtive glance over the shoulder, as if considering to approach a group of people looming at some distance. Yet for the time-being he remained near the water - despite his physical build-up, the man who landed on the planet about an hour ago, seemed to be somewhat shy...
May. 7th, 2011 06:51 pm (UTC)
The community was indeed growing rapidly. Near the beach Bel saw one more figure. She waved and cried:
- Don't you want to join us?

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May. 7th, 2011 07:10 pm (UTC)
The man seemed to be startled out of his revery. A hesitant grin touched his lips, then he waved back. He grabbed his suitcases as if they were but a collection of feathers, and ploughed his way uphill...
May. 7th, 2011 09:04 pm (UTC)
Stella and Allan saw a lonely man going uphill as they were making their way from the grove, both holding large piles of brushwood. They exchanged quick glances, and then Stella called out:

- Hey there! Are you going to the little party up here, too?

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May. 8th, 2011 09:29 pm (UTC)
A tall woman with dark hair was walking close to the water. Hearing the voices, she came nearer. Dark sunglasses were hiding her eyes, but her smile was cheerful and friendly. She was dressed in blue jeans and leather jacket.
May. 8th, 2011 10:06 pm (UTC)
Looking back, Stella saw the woman walking towards them across the beach.

- Hey! - she called. - Would you care to join us, too?
May. 8th, 2011 10:12 pm (UTC)
- With great pleasure! - she spoke with evident French accent. - My name is Aude Desticourt. I am from France, so I apologize for my English, - she smiled.
May. 8th, 2011 10:27 pm (UTC)
- Nice to meet you, Aude, - Stella smiled. - I'm Stella Myers, from London, and these gentlemen are Allan McBayne from Scotland and James Zenchuk from Canada. And if we go just up this hill, we'll meet two more of our company, including a girl who is from France, too.

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May. 9th, 2011 08:23 am (UTC)
From above Alex saw the shuttles on the coast and tried to land her shuttle there, but autopilot decided that it is not a safe place for landing and took her few miles up to the hills. So as soon as all the computer systems were shut up she took her camera bag, shoved inside few energy bars and left.
She was walking through woods for at least an hour when she first saw the bonfire and heard muffled voices.
May. 10th, 2011 12:18 pm (UTC)
A short distance away there landed a little smart scarlet shuttle. It was streamlined though it wasn't really necessary for a space jorney, and all in all looked rather pricey. A yellow shield with a black prancing stallion on it was painted on it's boarside.
The shuttle's owner waited for the sand and dust to settle down before opening the hatch, and after that a middle-aged man with dark short hair and dark-brown eyes appeared on the ramp. He gave a swift glance to the beach and the sea and the people messing around near the fire and a look of annoyance came to his unshaven face.
Dressed in some sort of an integrated suit as scarlet as his shuttle the man nwittingly twiddled with a cellphone useless on this new planet.
After a couple of minutes of hesitation he went down to the ground and made his way to the fire, squeamishly avoiding the piles of wracks and shells driven ashore by the sea.
- Hey there, - he said in English with a tipical Spanish accent. - Are you the only people here?
May. 10th, 2011 12:32 pm (UTC)
Bel put her hamster back to the box and stood up. She had met already that kind of men and answered in a calming voice:
- Apparently yes. Would you like to join us? The stewed meat is hot already.

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( 56 already landed — Land here )


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