Letters to the Stars/Cpt. Maxxendorf - M1

Cpt. Maxxendorf of the Foundation, 
Our struggle with the nebula has reached a stalemate - our engineer's efforts have successfully stifled its efforts, but we have not yet executed a way to be rid of it. The ship is on edge - our stifling surroundings have done little to aid morale, but there's not much we can do until the countermeasure has finished. Goodeve is working tirelessly to this end, but the man is overstrained.
In an attempt to relieve him I've begun acting as a sort of understudy, doing the less technical work that requires some level of ship authority not granted to the staff. Though I'm not sure of its real effectiveness, the effort has seemingly paid off - and I've won some greater loyalty with him. It also had the unintended side effect of teaching me the more technical details of the ship, which I'm sure will pay off should we survive.
In the meantime, we've reached our destination - a rocky, barren wasteland of a world notable only for being utterly mundane. It's meant to serve both as an experiment with the automaton scheme and, if successful, as a waypoint station for future expeditions. Thanks to X.O. Chompski's efforts on the outbound voyage, the mission has been executed quickly and efficiently - a beacon of success among the persistent horror. With Goodeve's countermeasures applied to necessary crew, the automata and modular base material were deployed to the surface, and construction is already underway.
Though the mission is done to the letter, we'll maintain position above the planet just to be confident that no unforeseen errors rear up. We'll use this time as well to deal with our gaseous foe before returning home - and barring any further interruptions, I'm expecting a commendation for such a successful journey.
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