The cool, blue-white glow from a row of bioluminescent trees planted in the sidewalk shone on the worn brick facade of a single-story building, tucked away off the city street. There it clashed with the warm yellow glow of the windows, both illuminating the wordless sign hanging above the door of the steakhouse. A simple, gold-painted bull on the wood plank reflected brightly as the sign swung lazily in the evening breeze.
Return to Sender
Venus Solar Occlusion Mirror #7 Venus Terraforming Station Cluster January 17, 2534 An insistent beeping noise rose over the steady thrum of machinery coming through the decks of the habitation module. Shohei glanced up from the screen in front of her, raising an eyebrow at the blinking light across the control room. Mentally putting aside the morning report of the four hundred kilometer long station she managed, she looked past it to her new distraction. She braced one foot against the console to her right and shoved off lazily, skating across the floor in her wheeled chair. Reaching out, she tapped to accept the transmission as she gripped the railing at the base of her new console, swinging into place with practiced ease as she spoke.