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Captain Lisa Shaw really wished that the person she was looking for didn't live in such a remote area. The snow and ice had been too thick for even a hovertruck to penetrate, so she had to approach the log house on foot; a daring feat for someone who had never seen more than an inch of snow in her life. Lisa was grateful to see that there was a path cleared from the door of the cabin to about fifteen yards down the way. She nimbly jumped from the snow bank she had been walking through to the path and walked up to the door of the house, still shivering from the cold air and icy winds whipping at her.

She took a deep breath and then rang the door chime. She stood, waiting impatiently in frigid air, for about a minute until the door opened. A man of medium height that looked about in his fifties answered the door. He seemed to look her over for a second, something running through his mind.

"Hello sir, I'm Captain Lisa Shaw of the United Earth Alliance. I need to speak to Commander Laurants if he is available."

"I see. Well, he's outside on the dock right now. I'm sure it won't be too much trouble for you to find him. I'd go out and show you where to go, but it's a little cold out there today," the man, Laurants' father, replied good naturedly.

"Thank you, sir. I'm sure I can find him." Lisa nodded and then headed around towards the back of the house. She wondered what Laurants would be doing outside in a day like this and wished that she could get back inside soon.


Commander Jack Laurants was sitting on the wooden dock, a fishing pole in one hand and a mug of steaming coffee in the other. He let his line hang limply in the hole he had carved near the dock while he took a hearty sip from the mug. The warm liquid sent heat radiating through his cold body and he took up the fishing pole again.

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