Arrival

V entered the space dock taking time to observe every detail of her new surroundings. This was the first time she felt completely lost. The whole place was huge. V was used to huge crowds but this was on an entire different scale altogether.

The space dock was huge. She could not see one end to the other. It stretched for miles. Here and there it was stocked with all sorts of strange vehicles.

The place was packed with people moving about here and there. V did not know what to make of the crowd. There was an assortment of different races and clans moving all over the place. Some look normal just like her, others Fantarian like Pinkyton and the rest were literally extra-terrestrial.

Then she felt a warm hand press on her shoulder. Dawson must understood her feeling of being overwhelmed.

“Take your time. It’s a little overwhelming at first,” he smiled reassuringly.

“You’re the best. So you’ve been here before then?”