Oct 25, 2009 23:38
Acclimating to the technology was easily done. Especially for a woman who already thought light years ahead of her colleagues. To say she had mastered anything would be over stating it, however, she was proficient enough to not fear giving someone an exam and fixing up minor injuries.
Becoming used to the station as a whole, however, was trying. She couldn't deny that she missed driving and city streets. She even missed The Spirit, though she would keep that one under her hat. She missed clean crisp autumn air. It was depressing in a way. She at a table in a cafe type place was scrolling through a text pad of medical procedures and new developments in the field as she drank her black coffee, mulling more then the medical text over in her mind.
[canon] silken floss