Vhairi let her biohazard suit crumple to the ground. Her overalls followed. She stood naked before a glowing, rippling pool, transfixed by the dance of light across her thighs. *
If I do this, she thought, I'll be the first human to swim in an alien ocean.
At the * I would move to setting. I'd sweep from the pool, to the sand, to small creatures skittering in from the beach, to the very strange ocean (something about it should be ominous), and then maybe dwell on the setting suns or a rising nebula or some sort of celestial possibility that makes this all alien.