A break from the break
Tim had returned to the ship for a time, wanting to get away from 'Happy Happy Fun World,' at least for a while. He might still return later, to make sure there was no trouble, but for the time being? He'd much rather be back on the ship.
After getting some rest (and probably sleeping longer than he had in a long time), he had, of course, returned to work. There was something nice about the opportunity to get some work done in relative silence, anyway.
First, as Red Robin, he had spent a bit of time in each of his departments, checking up on individual projects, seeing if there were loose ends he could tie up, or else new things he could work on, in the meantime. Even if it was supposed to be an extended break, he didn't really feel at ease if he thought there were things that could use working on.
And, eventually, he shed the costume in his room, and headed to Hydroponics. The closest thing to fresh air on the ship might be nice for the lingering headache he still had, if nothing else. He settled himself under a tree, a terminal in hand with a novel on it-- to switch to in case someone came to investigate what the shifty teen was looking at. Otherwise, he would be working on some work from programming, seeing if he could pick apart anything useful.
((ooc: Feel free to bother him as either Tim or as Red Robin-- he can basically be found anywhere as either, though he's prioritising his workplaces.))
After getting some rest (and probably sleeping longer than he had in a long time), he had, of course, returned to work. There was something nice about the opportunity to get some work done in relative silence, anyway.
First, as Red Robin, he had spent a bit of time in each of his departments, checking up on individual projects, seeing if there were loose ends he could tie up, or else new things he could work on, in the meantime. Even if it was supposed to be an extended break, he didn't really feel at ease if he thought there were things that could use working on.
And, eventually, he shed the costume in his room, and headed to Hydroponics. The closest thing to fresh air on the ship might be nice for the lingering headache he still had, if nothing else. He settled himself under a tree, a terminal in hand with a novel on it-- to switch to in case someone came to investigate what the shifty teen was looking at. Otherwise, he would be working on some work from programming, seeing if he could pick apart anything useful.
((ooc: Feel free to bother him as either Tim or as Red Robin-- he can basically be found anywhere as either, though he's prioritising his workplaces.))