On Babylon 5 . . .
Ivanova was pacing. The letter, bearing a familiar school letterhead, was open on the table and she would glance at it with each circuit, her arms folded across her chest.
"You're making me dizzy!" Garibaldi complained from his spot, leaning against the arm of her sofa. "Just go already!"
"But . . ." Ivanova began, reached the end of her circuit and turned on her heel.
"Susan, you haven't talked about anything else in the past two months but that place," John sighed.
"But . . ."
"You've been working yourself into a nervous breakdown since you got back, you need a vacation," Stephen put in.
"But . . ."
Delenn emerged from the Russian's bedroom, brushing off her hands. "There, you're all packed." She came over and kissed Ivanova on the cheek before going to stand beside John. "Have a good time."
"But!" Ivanova looked like she was about to cry. A beep at the door interrupted her and she went to open it, grateful for the interruption and hopefully a voice of reason.
"Zathras is having the ship all ready for you!" Zathras announced cheerfully, shuffling in.
Ivanova almost screamed.
"You're making me dizzy!" Garibaldi complained from his spot, leaning against the arm of her sofa. "Just go already!"
"But . . ." Ivanova began, reached the end of her circuit and turned on her heel.
"Susan, you haven't talked about anything else in the past two months but that place," John sighed.
"But . . ."
"You've been working yourself into a nervous breakdown since you got back, you need a vacation," Stephen put in.
"But . . ."
Delenn emerged from the Russian's bedroom, brushing off her hands. "There, you're all packed." She came over and kissed Ivanova on the cheek before going to stand beside John. "Have a good time."
"But!" Ivanova looked like she was about to cry. A beep at the door interrupted her and she went to open it, grateful for the interruption and hopefully a voice of reason.
"Zathras is having the ship all ready for you!" Zathras announced cheerfully, shuffling in.
Ivanova almost screamed.