The Ambassador put his glass on the ornate table next to the ancient sofa. Forcefield flared as he tested systems, his table would not get pushed over by the Emperor's arrival displacement. The Med-Bot was securely comfortable in his 'cat tower', a tray of mixed nuts and bolts attached to the tower; somewhere in the distance of the Ambassadorial residence, printers were working hard, no doubt lining up replacement shells for the Diplomatic Droid, who was also no doubt fussing over sone minutiae. A three-headed Megladon snack swam through the Imperial visitors tank. All was perfect. "Oh, two base stars just jumped into the system," the Med-Bot noted, "they must be serious." "They seem awfully interested in those two civilian mining ships in this volume, wonder why?" the Ambassador joined in, "he's late." "Not like he ever sticks to any schedule," the Diplomatic Droid interjected over comms. The Ambassador twitched, as if ...
Bought these a couple of months ago. I had a few hours spare yesterday between taxi runs for my daughter. So got the brushes out for hedges and a few other bits. Hedges Top view, many shades of green. Back view of hedges Modern street scatter Skips are a must. Bit Anglo-centric choices - Skips, Red Phone boxes and a Police call box? (If you can call a type 40 Tardis and a red phonebox modern) Plinths might get figures s statues one year! Top/inside view