December 26, 2007
Chryse Planitia, Orestes
Adoration, like its sister, rolled and bounced on the ground before finally coming to a stop. The probe, sitting in it's fabric airbags, opened it's top, and unfolded it's three solar panels, with the underside of the top unfolding its video camera, still camera, robotic arm, and microscope. Immediately being told its mission by Ground Control, the video camera hardly had time to start up before the computer onboard directed it to perform a 360 degree panorama. The panorama began much like Love's, with just miles upon miles of sand and rocks. Then it spotted something to the north-north east. A beige (with white spots here and there; it was expected nothing here would remain pure for long) column, no, several, topped with a partially collapsed, reddish-orange roof. The camera zoomed in, and in, and in. There, lying on the floor of the temple - was what looked like a dirty, brown, old, fragile, skeleton.
December 26, 2007 (about seven minutes later)
Novrith Space Center, Orestes Rover Program Ground Control
"My God. My God." that was all Juliette could say. No, she wasn't having another 'encounter' in her office, oh no, she'd just seen the pictures relayed by Adoration. Though they meant nothing to the probe, it even converted the moderate Juliette. All over the hall were screams, claps, fainting, and more screaming. Juliette didn't try to calm down the group, she didn't even care. Finally she turned to another team member.
"Get me a planetary evolutionist. And Mr. Hanso. Go."