His coat was bundled firmly around him, he was armed, his backpack packed with food, and his direction was set. His direction had been set for several days now, but this was the day he'd finally found the time to steal out here. Nathan had a few scientists to speak to about certain research programmes they'd been running, and what to do with it. If there was anything to do with it. It was, after all, possibly useful-- it'd help this Earth, maybe, with its ozone issues-- might help the one at home... read more
