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The bridge aboard a small ship such as this one was unique in that it was the only area on board with a large steelglass viewscreen. The screen might seem superfluous to some; instrumentation gave highly accurate and detailed readings about what was outside the ship. A few races (notably the eyeless Corasians) relied totally on instruments, didn't bother to go to the expense of adding costly viewscreens. But humans needed them. The screen provided the crew with a visual duplication of what their instruments were telling them--essential to humans, who receive a disproportionately large percentage of their sensory input through their eyes.
Entering the bridge, Rowan paused, stared, awestruck. The view entering the TISor System was magnificent. The numerous moons shone with the reflected light of the system's sun and the radiance of its orange gas-giant planet. Times like this, he wondered if the people who were touting the now fashionable worship of God were really on to something.
Vtgilance slipped into orbit around the thirteenth moon. Rowan entered the controller room to check in with Armstrong. The agent was already on the cotton channel talking to Xris and Ito.
Rowan cast a cursory glance over the equipment. He hadn't had time to study it; but then, it wasn't really his concem. And there was always the return trip.
Armstrong gave him a brief and businesslike nod, then returned to his conversation with Xris
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