"Holy fuck is that a tower of apples?" Someone found the dessert counter. He doesn't need to be told not to touch, he couldn't eat more if he wanted to for the moment. But he's tempted. So tempted anyway.
Jim pulls on his own coat, shoving one hand into the pocket and the other snatching up Raccoon's supper. He has no doubt the little guy will be hiding after his sordid adventure earlier, but the food oughta do him some good once they leave.
For a planet of the future it's eerily empty and lacking in artificial light outside. The sun is already just beginning to set, giving an orange glow to the Iowa landscape. Jim steps outside the house and for a second everything feels strange. He's back home, in his coat, looking out at the big expanse of farmland that has been most of his life. This is all he was, four years ago.
But far off, nearly impossible to pick out unless you were listening for it, is the distant thrum of the shipyard, working round the clock on the fleet. It makes Jim smile and stare up at the stars while he waits for the others.
I'm laughing so hard you guys. I have no more puns because i got stuck on 'nuclear wessels' and died
Jim pulls on his own coat, shoving one hand into the pocket and the other snatching up Raccoon's supper. He has no doubt the little guy will be hiding after his sordid adventure earlier, but the food oughta do him some good once they leave.
For a planet of the future it's eerily empty and lacking in artificial light outside. The sun is already just beginning to set, giving an orange glow to the Iowa landscape. Jim steps outside the house and for a second everything feels strange. He's back home, in his coat, looking out at the big expanse of farmland that has been most of his life. This is all he was, four years ago.
But far off, nearly impossible to pick out unless you were listening for it, is the distant thrum of the shipyard, working round the clock on the fleet. It makes Jim smile and stare up at the stars while he waits for the others.