Arrival
*Genatria sighed as she glanced around, taking in what was to be her new home. It wasn't too bad; in all honesty, the planet seemed to be quite pretty. It reminded her of some of the other organic planets she visited a long time ago. After mumbling a soft 'thank you' to Omega Supreme ("Gratitude, unnecessary."), the slight femme slowly trekked towards the Ark's entryway.*
(All right. So, I check in with...someone. And I think they're supposed to tell me where to go next. I'm not sure. Psych?)
::What? You think I actually listen to those meetings? Pshyah right!::
(But Psych, you're moving in, too! In a way. One would think that you would at least pay a little attention to something as important as that. Besides, you know that I feel better knowing you can help me out if I need it.)
::Relax, Gen. All you have to do is check in, find your room, and lock yourself away in there until its time for you to get to work. You've had plenty of practice doing that, so I doubt you need my help.::
*Gen frowned slightly as she felt her face flush with embarrassment. It wasn't as though she could help it. Rather than answer her ever-present companion, Gen just mentally mumbled an indeterminate noise. Ignoring Psych's snort--she could never tell if it was out of amusement or contempt--the femme returned her attention to her surroundings. Just up ahead was the Ark, halfway buried into the side of the mountain. Here Genatria paused as feelings of uncertainty were beginning to overwhelm her.*
(All right. So, I check in with...someone. And I think they're supposed to tell me where to go next. I'm not sure. Psych?)
::What? You think I actually listen to those meetings? Pshyah right!::
(But Psych, you're moving in, too! In a way. One would think that you would at least pay a little attention to something as important as that. Besides, you know that I feel better knowing you can help me out if I need it.)
::Relax, Gen. All you have to do is check in, find your room, and lock yourself away in there until its time for you to get to work. You've had plenty of practice doing that, so I doubt you need my help.::
*Gen frowned slightly as she felt her face flush with embarrassment. It wasn't as though she could help it. Rather than answer her ever-present companion, Gen just mentally mumbled an indeterminate noise. Ignoring Psych's snort--she could never tell if it was out of amusement or contempt--the femme returned her attention to her surroundings. Just up ahead was the Ark, halfway buried into the side of the mountain. Here Genatria paused as feelings of uncertainty were beginning to overwhelm her.*