Tethered, the droid waited. Pumps gurgled and throbbed, systems hissed and bubbled. Slowly, it felt itself replenished. Soon, it would be ready for war.
Pencil sketch in my Moleskine, inspired by a passage in the Norman Mailer book about the moon landings, A Fire on the Moon, about the Saturn V rocket - “…umbilical cords of every thickness and sinuosity, snakes of and cables and ropes and constrictors thick as tree trunks passed in a cluster from swing-arms and walkways…”.
I read that on the train this morning and immediately had to get my sketchbook out and start drawing. I’m pretty pleased with how it turned out.