Who? Colquhoun & Sean Where? A park on wheel 3 When? This evening. What? Another islander gets space-stationed. Rating? TBD Open? No
Bobby was trying really hard not to panic. He'd been wandering around his strange new surroundings for about twenty minutes, and he hadn't come across anyone or anything to really tell him what was going on. He'd shifted in time, that was sure, and this certainly wasn't the island anymore. It wasn't London, either. It wasn't like anything he'd seen before. Nature mixed with metal. Shops and buildings mixed with mechanics. It was so confusing.
He was pretty relieved when he came across the park. A park he could understand, although he wasn't sure how it fit into the rest of the scenario, he wasn't going to question that too much right now. He sat himself down on a bench and tried to just relax for a moment. It was fine, it was going to be fine.
He was repeating that mantra to himself when he spotted it - a black cat minding its own business, sniffing about nearby. Okay, so it wasn't another person, but it was another living thing - and that alone gave him hope.
"Hey, kitty..." he purred himself, reaching out to let the little cat sniff at his hand before he gave it a gentle scratch behind the ears.