VI
BabelWhen the Firefly descended through fluffy, pale green clouds, she trembled, excited to finally be in the sky, searching out unexplored territory.
Jules tore her eyes from the skyscape to the console as the yoke shuddered in her hands. Instinct and training told her the cause, but she checked the instruments anyway and found she was right. Atmospheric ionization. With a frown, she relayed the information back to the Rutherford, along with an order to complete a full scan, to ensure a larger storm wasn't on its way.
Once the little ship dropped into the atmosphere, Jules headed towards the appointed landing site. Soaring over tall, tall trees and endless green plains, Jules noted that from up here, Gaia didn't look that different from Earth. Except for the clouds. They were a gre
