“Mars is about 34.6 million miles away, depending on what year much farther than the moon.” One of the orators say.

“I’ll give you that, colonizing or terraforming the Moon would be easy compared to other bodies.” Said the opposite debater.

“The Trump administration may direct the NASA to land humans on the Moon.” The orator counters again. He double checks his paperwork. The notes filled with facts about Moon mission.

“However the agency plans to start a human presence on Mars.” The opposite debater ends.

“That’ll do folks, a round of applause for these two fine young gentlemen.” The moderator steps in. Claps ring throughout the hall. The gala alive more than ever.

“So the Moon vs Mars. Which one would you choose Zonoah?” Tina questions as the applause is taking place.

“Why not both?” Zonoah claps a beat slower.

Tina pauses a bit. “Why didn’t I think about it like that.” “If you think about it we should try for most of our space endeavors.” Zonoah eating the fruit on the toothpick, of his glass drink.

“Still I think the people working on the moon have it more together.” Tina arms are resting atop each other. A comfortable position.

“Less rebellions.” Zonoah concedes. A hand to his chin, rubbing in thought. “Alright vacations over, things will be different from now from what I gather.”

“But we haven’t even waltzed.” Tina protests as she glances at the dance floor. Her arms in a cross now. The dance floor is full of spins, and twirls. People obscuring the debate.

“All we need are drinks, and alcohol, and even more alcohol. Zonoah raises his glass while in the act of smiling. The liquid in the glass spinning from the boost.

‘Alcohol! Thats how fun, thats how fun this is.’ The Dark cheering.

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‘The Dark must be enjoying the spectacle.’ While watching the dancing, Zonoah mentality voices. “Alright time to go.”

On the next plane, over a drink, Zonoah briefs Tina on the next mission. “This is Trinity crystal, our reward for that last rebel base.” Zonoah holds up a sample.

“Yea that last battle was pretty intense.” Tina reaches for a vial on the table in the aircraft. “Whats this for? Its so beautiful.”

“It will open your latent talent. Unlocking an ability of your wildest dreams, I took it earlier, you should get started yourself.”

“You want me to take a freaking crystal. You wot mate?” Tina says, her skepticism showing on her face.

Zonoah Shrugs. “It works.”

Tina downs the vial, grimacing from the hard object.

“They’ll start coming in liquid form, but I wanted it as soon as possible, we’re one of the few I’d say.” Zonoah excitedly states.

“The lucky ones.” Tina voices.

“We’ll be heading over to Mars again. Zonoah says.

“Dealing with more rebel bases?”

“Foreign bases also when we have time.”

“Ah, those popping up too?”

“Yes corporations popping up from foreign interest. A lot of international space station expeditions that want a piece of Mars. The United States wants to put a stop to that.” Zonoah pauses reaching for a water bottle to drink. “They’ll want it even more once they realize we’re mining for Trinity crystals.”

“They don’t know? So we have the advantage over them.” Tina reciprocates, reaching for a water bottle of her own, uncapping it.

“You barely found out about this a couple of minutes ago. Its all very hush-hush especially among the workers of the Dominion corporation. By the way they’re our main contractor.”

Tina drinks her water. “Another thing, what about these crystals, when are these suppose to kick in? I don’t feel it.” Tina curiosity kicking in.

Zonoah responding to her bewilderment. “It varies because it’s in solid form this time. Over a period of a month, from what I gather.

“Alright that is it for me. I’m going to take a nap, come find me yea?”

“Definitely.” Zonoah gives Tina a kiss. A slow peck on the lips.

After the plane ride, the transportation consisted of boarding a Dominion spacecraft this time. Going through checkout Zonoah is a tall, muscular man of Caucasian descent. Wielding a brief case with the Trinity vials, Zonoah is with Blond wavy hair, and piercing blue eyes.

Tina is following along with blond hair and blue eyes. A tightly fitted dress, wrapped around her body. Shes carrying nothing but a purse, hanging over her shoulder.