It's a 'Please wait' in the most overworked secretary tone, their arms coming away from the windowsill. They stand there, still for about ten seconds passing before they turn to Danny, walking over.
They stop before him, a hand coming out - long-fingered, robotic digits, revealing an androgynous body in the slit made in their cloak.
"World 41425168142013," they dully confirm as their hand stops mid-air, and holographic images flicker into being: pictures of an Earth from multiple angles, an Earth that's almost familiar to a space fanatic like Danny.
But there are splotches of colour that shouldn't be there over regions of land. A sickly bright green all over.
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It's a 'Please wait' in the most overworked secretary tone, their arms coming away from the windowsill. They stand there, still for about ten seconds passing before they turn to Danny, walking over.
They stop before him, a hand coming out - long-fingered, robotic digits, revealing an androgynous body in the slit made in their cloak.
"World 41425168142013," they dully confirm as their hand stops mid-air, and holographic images flicker into being: pictures of an Earth from multiple angles, an Earth that's almost familiar to a space fanatic like Danny.
But there are splotches of colour that shouldn't be there over regions of land. A sickly bright green all over.
"This is your planet?"
There's a hint of interest.