Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #278 Genesis

Jovan’s arm extended and two digits grasped the narrow neck of the flask. The callipers opened allowing it’s release from the super-cooled compartment in which it had nestled for the past seventeen years. Time for the next assignment on their mission. He pulled the flask from it’s cradle and turning, reached over and placed it onto the belt carrying it to the jettison chute where it would be released into the planet’s atmosphere commencing another seeding if found viable for life.