Space Ranger: Mars
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This is not a story of science fact. This is fantastic science fiction. The old guard kind. The raypunk kind.
Space Ranger Rick Tavish has been given a goal, to complete his first solo mission of the Known Worlds. His first stop is Mars. And already things have gone awry when he meets Al'Kara, of the Golgoro. Things quickly spiral out of control from there as he struggles against the Thrane and ancient enemy and then with Al'Kara's own people.
Excerpt:
“Rick Tavish stepped off the last rung of his personal Space Ranger rocket ship. The puff of red-orange dust settled to the ground as he took his first step onto the planet. Some of it stained the off-white boots. His eyes sought the bent landing strut from his landing. Knew that landing felt wrong. He shrugged, any landing you can walk away from. The bent landing strut would be a mark on the record of his first solo patrol. He was away from the main Space Ranger Station surrounding Luna. Rick felt excitement buzz in his chest like bees. He was ready to go on his first solo patrol. Go by the numbers, stick to the schedule, and the rest of the solo patrol will succeed.
The Plains of Mars were cold and barren. Rick scanned the horizon with his suit's instruments, which gave him data of the surrounding area. The air was thin but breathable. With the dust settling from his landing, none of the rust-tinged dust would affect his breathing, his suit’s movements, or diagnostics. He would have to test himself every night to make sure, but he was only on the planet for a few days before...
Space Ranger Rick Tavish has been given a goal, to complete his first solo mission of the Known Worlds. His first stop is Mars. And already things have gone awry when he meets Al'Kara, of the Golgoro. Things quickly spiral out of control from there as he struggles against the Thrane and ancient enemy and then with Al'Kara's own people.
Excerpt:
“Rick Tavish stepped off the last rung of his personal Space Ranger rocket ship. The puff of red-orange dust settled to the ground as he took his first step onto the planet. Some of it stained the off-white boots. His eyes sought the bent landing strut from his landing. Knew that landing felt wrong. He shrugged, any landing you can walk away from. The bent landing strut would be a mark on the record of his first solo patrol. He was away from the main Space Ranger Station surrounding Luna. Rick felt excitement buzz in his chest like bees. He was ready to go on his first solo patrol. Go by the numbers, stick to the schedule, and the rest of the solo patrol will succeed.
The Plains of Mars were cold and barren. Rick scanned the horizon with his suit's instruments, which gave him data of the surrounding area. The air was thin but breathable. With the dust settling from his landing, none of the rust-tinged dust would affect his breathing, his suit’s movements, or diagnostics. He would have to test himself every night to make sure, but he was only on the planet for a few days before...