Fully suited in his E.V.A. Marcus moved briskly away from Commander Blake and Wilkinson. To say that he was infuriated by what he personally saw as a total disregard for the value Balkion and others had put on their culture was an understatement. He understood to them, dying with their planet was the ultimate proof of the value they put on their way of life...but he had been around Vulcans too long and he personally saw such thinking as folly.
<div><br></div><div>Now he would help Justin make preparations for them all to leave. Whether the planet was safe or not by the time they left was another story. He mentally shrugged. One that Nix, Toby and K'ylana were no doubt working on. Situations like this were what he hated about Starfleet, but when people listened, that was what he loved. And the exploration, the science, the new discoveries, that was worth being there for. But this...it was enough to mess with anyones mind.</div>
<div><br></div><div>He pushed the thoughts away as he neared the caves entrance. Justin had done a good job keeping the shield around the shuttle strong for so long. In such dense radiation it was a tough job. He looked skyward as he left the caves shadow, there was an eclipse due any moment. A shame that there were none left in the open to see the beauty of it. He went to scratch the back of his neck and with drew for the umpteenth time, E.V.A. suits prevented that quite handily.</div>
<div><br></div><div>The surface on which he stepped was as rocky as the walls that he had just left. The sky was pretty bleak and there was little sign of life around him. The radiation had already killed off almost everything. The Federation would need to supply this planet with plenty of aid before it could once again stand on its own two feet. </div>
<div><br></div><div>Water treatment,</div><div>Continued innoculations,</div><div>Recolonizing - a good few that left would never return</div><div>Food supplies for months if not longer, maybe the whole year until new crops could be planted</div>
<div>Materials for building</div><div><br></div><div>He shook himself, that was not his job, and thankful he was for it, others would make the list and currently it looked very unlikely that a list would need to be made.</div>
<div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Finally he arrived at the Shuttle and entered with a grin to Lox, "Well lets get the preparations moving Commander. Where are you upto?"</div><div><br></div><div>**V**</div><div>
Lieutenant Commander Marcus Saladin</div><div>Operations Manager U.S.S. VimyRidge</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>