For Science [Year_of_the_fox and Fernweh]

Space: the final frontier. The very summit of mans imagination. A seemingly unconquerable expanse.

Even with access to its deepest reaches it still managed to allude humanity, its alien surfaces resisting all attempts to be settled or studied. Nowadays, space exploration was a business. Who could get where the fastest, what machines could do the most work for the cheapest, what methods were easiest for quickly adapting large groups to foreign environments. One stood to gain quite a lot if they were clever enough

It was this kind of business that had gotten Andrew his most recent job. The offer had come from an old acquaintance from school, rather soon after the scientist's unexpected case of unemployment. At the time the offer had seemed too good to be true. As he'd soon learned, it was too good to be true.When he'd found out what his "friend" wanted he'd been leery on accepting the job. When he'd found how they'd intended to go about what they were asking him to participate in he'd flat out refused.

...Of course the need for money and his ego hadn't taken long to get the better of him. He'd been training and working in his field for most of the thirty years or so he'd been around. Obviously he was the most qualified for this kind of thing...and being in full command of all the labs and equipment that a money of a rich and greedy person who stood to earn more could buy wasn't a small thing either. Even if he wasn't so big on the experiments themselves...it was for science wasn't it? Nothing too bad was happening to anyone, right?

Well if not it was too late to change his mind now as he'd spent the last few weeks holed up over the various reports, equations and concoctions that he'd be putting to the test in the very near future.