Landing Outpost 47
Pnavox Region
Imperium Continent
Prime World Gozon
June 12th
Year 1054 of the 50th General Calendar (Valmone)
"Fuck, my legs!"
Those were Evan's first words as he nearly fell to the floor right after emerging from the gate and appearing in an empty well-lit room.
Despite being given a little adaptation course on the moon, Evan still felt the effects of increased gravity and needed a few minutes to reorient himself.
So, he settled into a nearby chair, and at that moment, the world around them faded to monochrome.
"Arthur…"
All eyes turned towards Arthur and he shook his head with his hands raised, denying the silent allegations.
"I didn't do this."
He pointed his hand at a spot behind the other four and continued.
"She did."
