Scully was writing up reports, while keeping an eye on Triela.

Her finals all done, Scully was concentrating on her medical investigations now, trying to find more possibilities for treating Triela. The timeline they'd established in early March said there was less than a month left-- maybe only a few weeks.

A breakthrough could happen any time now, really.

[open and OCD-free]

Scully was reading up on journal articles; drugs, long-term effects, types of intervention. And hoping for something silly today. A stubbed toe. A gremlin bite. Possibly the world's worst hangover.

[open and ocd-free!]

Scully was reading up on advances in science since 2000; it was good to have developments to look forward to in her own world in the next decade or so. Hopefully.

[open and ocd-free]

It had taken Simon some time to overcome the embarrassment over what had happened that week which he tried not to think about. Hopefully someone would have forgotten about it by now ( Read more... )

She’d been half-tempted (okay, more than half) to call in and switch her shift around to the evening one just so she could spend more time up in the air when Ino had realized that, really, the notebooks she was using were rather impractical for really being useful for a full coast-line map. Even at her scale, it was a rather lot of pages, all ( Read more... )