[Connor watches silently, seated on the couch with his back straight, his body language attentive. He's never taken the time to watch a movie before (another first), and with the images flashing before him on the tv screen, he finds himself becoming relatively quickly lost in the narrative.
The aesthetic of the 70's is glaringly obvious, but even so, it depicts an interesting universe in possession of technology that was still far beyond the scope of his own world. Deep space, and the dangers that lurked within; what atrocities could be housed within the flesh casings of a human body, and how vulnerable the lives of the crew truly were.
It's not without its creeping tension, of course. During particularly stressful moments, Connor leans forward, hands grasping at his knees. His eyes never leave the screen, not yet.]
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The aesthetic of the 70's is glaringly obvious, but even so, it depicts an interesting universe in possession of technology that was still far beyond the scope of his own world. Deep space, and the dangers that lurked within; what atrocities could be housed within the flesh casings of a human body, and how vulnerable the lives of the crew truly were.
It's not without its creeping tension, of course. During particularly stressful moments, Connor leans forward, hands grasping at his knees. His eyes never leave the screen, not yet.]