The Cassandra Project
““I wish I could say the air smells fresher,” remarked Bassinger.
“Settle for there being more of it,” said Bucky. He stared at the two of them. “I can’t tell you how much I hate you for being the ones to land while I was stuck up here.”
“Aw, that’s sweet,” replied Neimark.
“Really,” said Bucky. “Just be ready to spend the entire return flight describing everything you saw, every step you took, every sensation you felt.”
“Or you won’t feed us?” asked Bassinger with a grin.
“For starters.” Bucky’...s tone was so serious that they couldn’t be sure he was kidding. Suddenly, he looked around. “Well, where the hell is it?”
“Come aft and have a look.”
Bucky half walked, half floated to the back of the ship, where the two curved plates were secured.
“You know,” he said, “if I saw these atop an ancient church or temple, or even an old, abandoned legislature building, I wouldn’t give them a second glance.” He paused and stared at the plates.MoreLess
“Settle for there being more of it,” said Bucky. He stared at the two of them. “I can’t tell you how much I hate you for being the ones to land while I was stuck up here.”
“Aw, that’s sweet,” replied Neimark.
“Really,” said Bucky. “Just be ready to spend the entire return flight describing everything you saw, every step you took, every sensation you felt.”
“Or you won’t feed us?” asked Bassinger with a grin.
“For starters.” Bucky’...s tone was so serious that they couldn’t be sure he was kidding. Suddenly, he looked around. “Well, where the hell is it?”
“Come aft and have a look.”
Bucky half walked, half floated to the back of the ship, where the two curved plates were secured.
“You know,” he said, “if I saw these atop an ancient church or temple, or even an old, abandoned legislature building, I wouldn’t give them a second glance.” He paused and stared at the plates.MoreLess
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