Mess Hall - Day 15 - Open

[transwarp_beam]

[AKA the Let's Commiserate Over Stupid Shit We Did While Spored post]

Three days: only three days ago the first team had beamed down onto Bacchus II. It felt like bloody months. And now it was finally over

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[neat_science]

Sky walked into the mess hall, looking more like herself than she had in days. Back in neat uniform, long dark hair pulled back off her face, it still didn't hide the fact that her pretty face was still too pale, or that there were purple sleep deprivation bruises under the tired blue eyes. Or the fact that her arm was bound up and she moved carefully. Under the influence of the spores, she had forgotten everything...including the wounds gained on Bacchus II

[lynn_creed]

Looking distractedly for an empty seat, it would have been easy to miss one more quiet, restless figure amongst all the others. But nevertheless Creed's eyes happened to fall on Lieutenant Cavendish, and she frowned as she remembered that some of them had fared better than others under the influence of the Spores - although even many of those who'd seemed to be having fun at the time were now suffering from morning-after remorse.

Coming to a decision, she made her way to Cavendish's table, tray in balanced in her hands. "Mind if I sit here?" she asked.

[neat_science]

Sky looked up, surprised to hear the woman's voice and nodded quickly. "Of course," she said politely, smiling a little. Her brain supplied memories of the woman before her, Lynn Creed, head of Security, and it also shared recent feelings and images from when she was spored. Not only the ones of Creed and the pretty redhaired nurse, but also ones of the trust she had felt for the older woman. She had been kind to her, and Sky wouldn't forget that.

"Did you fare well with the rest of the spores Commander?" she asked, a small friendly smule tugging up the corner of her mouth.

[lynn_creed]

"Oh, officially I was compromised in an emergency situation and it was terribly embarrassing and unprofessional," she said solemnly. "Unofficially, though? It was fun. But you didn't hear that from me." She flashed Sky a smile and started slicing up a replicated sausage.

"How about you?" she asked, "Feeling better?"

[neat_science]

The young woman grinned, popping some fruit into her mouth. "Unofficially sounds better to me," she said, "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

When it came to her though, Sky shrugged, "I feel much better, thank you. Sorry for all the trouble I caused."

[lynn_creed]

"I wouldn't worry," Lynn said with a shrug, "Of all the missions you could have screwed up on, better this one than something life-or-death. At least the consequences were relatively minor."