The lift doors slid open to the reception area of the office of the Director of Terraforming, and a… sight… walked into the room.

Standing at almost two meters tall and weighing well over a hundred and fifty kilos, the man was intimidating. Add to that the kilt and dress shirt that he was wearing, the flaming red hair and beard, and the piercing hazel eyes… it was almost as a force of nature had entered the room.

He walked up to the desk. In a thick Scottish brogue, he said “Seamus McKenzie, Director ‘a Conservation. Here ta meet with Dr. Hazen-Cooper, I believe.”

Sir Seamus McKenzie