Nov 20, 2010 18:27
[Given what had happened to her, it was no surprise to Arcee that she spent the next several cycles either in the medbay being checked over, or in an office, giving her report to countless officers, answering questions about anything they thought was useful. She understood the reasoning... but it was still a relief when she was finally allowed to use her own quarters, rather than stay in the medical wing under observation.
She took the opportunity to head for the common room, looking forward to a warmed cube and the company of others, even if they were just at other tables, talking to their own companions. The line at the dispenser was short and soon enough she was heading for a table, cube in hand.]