Relaxing on a Sunday [OTA]
Ace grabbed a mug of steaming hot coffee and pulled up a seat in front of one of the view ports out of the space station. One with a beautiful view of space. She could watch stars forever and this was no different.
In the back of her mind, she wondered about the recent crisis and why they were there in the first place. It was only in the back, however. In the forefront was just enjoying the day and soft sound of jazz that was coming out of the small tape deck. It was a lot smaller than the one that the Professor kept destroying and rebuilding when she'd traveled with him.
In the back of her mind, she wondered about the recent crisis and why they were there in the first place. It was only in the back, however. In the forefront was just enjoying the day and soft sound of jazz that was coming out of the small tape deck. It was a lot smaller than the one that the Professor kept destroying and rebuilding when she'd traveled with him.