Bob Grayson (![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} 7thplanetman) wrote,@ 2011-05-14 21:24:00 |
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Test Scene: Bob Grayson
The saucer hummed as it normally did, the information from its computers directed straight into his mind. Its a comforting feeling, the touch of something against his mind. It reminded him of his home, the one he left in order to join M-11 and his quest to find and resuscitate Jimmy Woo. True, it did not go as he had expected, but it still brought them closer as a team.
So he sat in the cockpit of the saucer, looking up through the translucent ceiling and keeping his eyes on a point. There is nothing visible there, but the sensors show him: His old world, the large blue planet spun onto its side.
The saucer hummed as it normally did, the information from its computers directed straight into his mind. Its a comforting feeling, the touch of something against his mind. It reminded him of his home, the one he left in order to join M-11 and his quest to find and resuscitate Jimmy Woo. True, it did not go as he had expected, but it still brought them closer as a team.
So he sat in the cockpit of the saucer, looking up through the translucent ceiling and keeping his eyes on a point. There is nothing visible there, but the sensors show him: His old world, the large blue planet spun onto its side.
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