[h3][color=gold]Sunny[/color][/h3][hr] [sub]interacting with: [@Inertia][@Theyra][/sub]

[indent][hider=The landing!]Skidding atop the roughly-laden icy runways of the Williams' airfield, an aircraft finally came to a parked stop after a good ten minutes of slipping and sliding. This naturally brought with it a few mini-heart attacks and passengers clutching at their chest, but there was one flyer in particular who instead vibrated with such giddiness that it threatened to shoot her straight through the aisles of the crowded plane and into the field.

This was Dr. O'Connor, better known as Sunny, who looked at those vast fields of white with almost childlike excitement, going against the urge of wanting to break free of the constraints of her seatbelt right that instant. The urge to rush the undulating ebb and flow of the airplane disembarkation process grew from there. So the botanist hastily grabbed her hand-carry and sped out the runways to collect her baggage, readier than ever to venture out into this new world of frost. Being greeted with the biting winds of the cold air, the woman scrunched her tingling nose as she stepped out of the airfield with a high-pitched squeal and a celebratory twirl, complete with the wide-open V-pose and everything. Without being predisposed to normal human levels of shame, she proceeded to embarrass the McMurdo Sound's agent in charge of collecting her for the first (and definitely not the last) time. The agent's hand that rose up to wave immediately dropped, executing the swiftest facepalm to date.

Anyone would have been able to tell that this was her first visit here-- but the question of whether she was a field botanist on the job or a straight-up tourist was slightly blurred there. Faster than light, the collections agent ushered the woman to the car that brought her directly to their on-site accommodations.[/hider][hr]
Packed like a girl scout, Doctor O'Connor approached the temple in slow steps to admire it in all its magnificence. The woman was no architect, but she was willing to say it was worthy of an A+ in aesthetics. Very excitedly, she whipped out a camera and began circling the temple like a bird of prey, taking photos of it in every angle possible, hoping to write home about it and perhaps show her colleagues once she returned to the U.S. Naturally, her work here would not be as extensive as the next archeologist or paleontologist, but she was more than eager to begin her data collection on any floral specimen that seemed remotely predated. So, watch out, anything that wasn't [i]Antarctic hair grass[/i] and [i]pearlwort![/i] Doctor O'Connor slowly brought up a finger gun, shot off at an imaginary target in the distance, and blew away the non-existent smoke from the barrel. This was going to be great.

After scouring the outside of the temple and collecting each new sign of flora, she then made towards the best part for the last. The giant backpack on the woman bounced with every step into the temple, but not before stopping abruptly just ten feet into the place.

[color=gold][i]"JOHN!"[/i][/color] A restrained, yet undeniably loud, hushed exclamation sounded from within the poor temple. The botanist cupped her own mouth, shocked at her own excitement. On this particular expedition, she should not have felt surprised to see her friend, Dr. Ha-Kun, studying the material structure of the temple. Still, a familiar face in a new continent was nice to see. And it was no more of a surprise to her that he turned up earlier than she did! [color=gold]"So good to see ya again! Have ya met any of the other scientists onboard yet?"[/color]

[color=#7C9ED9]"Doctor O'Connor."[/color] The Paleontologist turned his head towards Sunny, a greeting in his own way. [color=#7C9ED9]"Not quite yet, I was simply enamored by this structure."[/color]

[color=gold]"Sure looked like it![/color] The botanist beamed, glancing at John's point of interest. [color=gold]"I damn near bumped into y -- Ooh, this material's gorgeous, for sure. Now how's about we get some more lookin' done inside?[/color]

[color=#7C9ED9]"Well, I can't keep the top scientific minds of this century waiting,"[/color] He says, dusting himself off, [color=#7C9ED9]"Shall we?"[/color]

[color=gold]"Sir yes, sir."[/color] Sunny clicked her tongue twice, nodding her head towards the halls further in.

[color=#7C9ED9] "It is good there is a veritable expert in paleobotany in our midst, it is an area I'm... sorely lacking in."[/color] He continues, [color=#7C9ED9]"Truly, our back-and-forth dialogue has helped further my research, Doctor O'Connor."[/color]

[color=gold]"It's no biggie!"[/color] The botanist shrugged. [color=gold]"I'm glad I could help! If anything, I'm only here because you got me into taking the initiative to learn more-- 'we've much to comprehend from the past', isn't that what you said?"[/color]

[color=#7C9ED9]"Yeah..."[/color] John scratches his cheek, perhaps embarrassed at being quoted as such. He coughs awkwardly, [color=#7C9ED9]"Ahem- indeed it is true, the past is rife with information. It is a pleasure and privilege that we are allowed such. There are many unknowns that we, as scientists, must uncover."[/color]

[color=gold]"Preach it, John, preach it."[/color] If she could whistle without potentially obstructing the rest of the team across the temple, she would've.[hr] They chatted a little more until the conversation reached a lull, in which the two scientists took their time to keenly observe the interiors of the temple. In time, they found themselves in front of a massive open entrance that seemed to denote great importance to whatever the chambers within held. The botanist peered inside yet only to realize that they were in fact, not the first ones there. By now, it was for sure, this was the most responsible team she's come across thus far. According to her, McMurdo really did a fantastic job attracting the best of the best to this operation. 

[color=gold]"Hello--."[/color] Sunny's voice echoed slightly from where she stood at the doorway before shutting up. Even though it was second nature for her to introduce herself as soon as she got to meet her team, this type of environment begged for some peace and quiet.  If they were going to work together, then getting to know each other was an obvious step to take... but perhaps that could come later after everyone is finished. She nodded at John before turning away, heading towards the man standing with his back towards them. As the orb came into view, the botanist felt her jaw loosen and drop.

[color=gold]"Well, that looks like a giant ominous red button waiting to be pressed."[/color] She whispered.
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