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Wendigo - 1
>Thud!
The hammer strikes the nail, ringing as it sinks into the ground.
With another heavy blow of the hammer, the nail is buried deeper into the frozen soil, until it strikes a hard layer of ice.
This should be enough for pitching a tent. Any further into the ice, and it will be a pain to get out.
Here.
Lee hands over a steaming tin cup. The faint smell of pine needles fills your nose.
It's pine needle tea just brewed by Diana and Sylvia.
Sylvia... Apparently, she's a technical assistance consultant sent by the Science Council.
She used to be a negotiator for the Northern Counter-terrorism Department as well.
Don't know why the council would send a negotiator to work part-time as a technical adviser, but Asimov attests to her technical prowess.
Commandant, drink some tea and have a rest. We'll finish pitching the tent.
...We know the appropriate power output this time.
...Do we have spare nails we can practice on?
We're back, Commandant. We brought food and ice from the ARU.
They're organizing a dinner party in the evening, and they invited us as well.
The dinner is on the Maria, which is quite far from the settlement. We might want to hurry.
We'll help with the tent! We Constructs can get it done in no time!
...up.
