unwinding [[ota]]
Laura was beginning to think that the lack of stress with her job was making her a little stir crazy. It was easy to not think about being trapped on Colonial One or Galactica when the fleet needed you, or the Quorum was complaining, or the cylons were constantly at your throat.
But when there was nothing to do but paperwork and converse with a computer system during the day, well, it got her needing to blow of steam as much as if she'd worked heavily. Leaving OPs, she made her way down to the bar she'd seen and sat down on a stool, ordering a glass of ambrosia. Sighing heavily, but more of a content sound than a distressed one, Laura took a sip of her drink and took in her surroundings.
But when there was nothing to do but paperwork and converse with a computer system during the day, well, it got her needing to blow of steam as much as if she'd worked heavily. Leaving OPs, she made her way down to the bar she'd seen and sat down on a stool, ordering a glass of ambrosia. Sighing heavily, but more of a content sound than a distressed one, Laura took a sip of her drink and took in her surroundings.