*men and women walk throughout the hanger loading crates into transport ships. the sun it finally on the horizon and the sky is Crimson red, the warm air complements the array of colors.*
*comms to commander*
"commander, we're almost ready to depart. my team and will be standing by for your orders to launch. do we have permission to launch the expedition to new Terra's second moon?"
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