The Valle Santa Estrella Project - Planet Crete - [Invite only]

[Jack_Henderson]

Ana could not help but laugh when she sees in his face that he remembers the "stone cutter" command, too, and she shakes her head lightly. "Oh, good old times...", but then she furrows her brow a little and shakes her head: "Unlikely that my complete familia is behind this. However... there is an easy way in the Chavez familia: once it is a family issue, it has to be brought to a success. That means... once I am in it, they can't really ignore it. It becomes a question of honore." she smirks, but there is still that certain caution in her facial features.

[img float=left]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRsyWhgH2iI6lG_8JlaQ_Bpr0K3-R99GE9x12vB6M4urNPeGRGpkA[/img]And then they take off in the buggy that was on the transport shuttle that they had taken to get to this place.

Ana was holding tightly to keep from getting shaken up too much while the dust was swirling around them. Behind them, they left a little sandstorm that would be visible for miles as there was no sign of life out here except perhaps a few sand spiders or snakes that would have hidden way before the loud buggy would even have got close.

"... <yelling> You never asked!!!" she yells back over the noise of the engine and they jump over the edge of a dune and she goes: "Careful! If... we die before we arrive... no project!" and it is part-joking, partly also serious, yet Hans seems to have the vehicle under control pretty well and she found a music channel to add some blaring music to their off-road drive. A few little bushes would lose their few leaves, some little rocks would be flying through the dusty air...

They would arrive in the shade of the massive vertical rocks around 20 minutes later, parking the buggy in the shade of the red limestone rocks. Ana jumps out and spits some dust out: "... Crazy... no windshield... caramba... I have sand everywhere!" she complains but laughs at the same time. She takes a sip from her water bottle, then hands it to Hans. "... wash it down, saves your teeth from making these sand sounds!" she explains and then starts looking around.

The cliff was higher than it looked from far away. It was also a lot steeper and harder to climb than she had expected. The rock had some places where one could possible start climbing, but with around 120 metres height, only a experienced climber with good gear would get up there without putting himself into danger. "Bueno..." she says... "... I guess... we are here! Let's take a look around." she nods into the direction that looks like a camp could be hidden here.