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[no_nanomites]

WHO: Ana and Uhura
WHAT: Ana saving Uhura.
WHERE: The woman's inmate showers
WHEN: Backdate to Thursday (Midnight Harry Potter movies ftw!)
WARNINGS: Character death via fire. (Again.)

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[lt_n_uhura]

Uhura felt awkward being in there at all. She hated these communal showers anyway and, with one of the perks of a warden being a private bathroom, it made no sense for her to go anywhere else. But she just needed a place to get away for a while. And while the bathrooms were partially filled with smoke, she liked it there more than she did anywhere else.

It was quiet. Warm. And she could hide for a while.

Leaning against a sink, staring at her reflection in the mirror, she didn't immediately notice Ana's presence, but the sound of the door actually made her look over in surprise.

"Ana. What are you doing in here?"

[no_nanomites]

Ana hadn't expected to see Uhura in here. She had expected her to be in the kitchen or in the engine room doing the sort of things that one would expect a warden of Uhura' caliber to do. Granted, she was actually glad there was someone she knew in the bathrooms rather than someone who she didn't, or even worse, someone who she hated.

"I'm going to the bathroom." The statement was said simply, and Ana didn't bother to try to keep the added 'duh' tone out of her voice. "What are you doing in here?" She countered quickly, looking around to see if anyone else was in the room.

[lt_n_uhura]

The warden shrugged a shoulder, shifting a bit in her borrowed jacket and way too short shorts. Standing up straighter, she gave Ana a wary sort of look, but answered the question anyway.

"I needed to get away for a bit. This seemed like the best place to do it." She just wanted to forget that they were going through a disaster.

"I thought you might be in the infirmary or nearby." Uhura did keep a very close eye on her inmate, of course.

[no_nanomites]

Ana nodded quickly; she understood the need to get away and try and figure things out. Granted, she never would have chosen a smoky bathroom to do it, but at least it was warm in here. Hell, it might have been warmer here than it had been in the infirmary. She was still dressed in her PJs and would probably throw them away when this was all over. After all, there was only so many things that soap could get out, and memories weren't one of them. Four days in these had been a complete and utter pain in the ass.

"I was. The bathroom was being used so I came down here." A pause, because Uhura was like her personal cricket on her shoulder and she was trying to be honest. "And the desperation there is getting contagious."