[ After waking up suddenly on the Marsiva, Cecil feels almost comforted by the downscale in quality and cleanliness once she's sorted. She decided to take a walk around one of the stations just to avoid having to stare scornfully at her pudding gift again. It's still uncomfortable realizing she's lost an entire month and some change. Her memory is just a blank space where January should be.
She's changed into the charcoal jumpsuit that's typical of the fleet and wandering around herself, wondering what would be best to spend her credits on, when she catches a glimpse of a rather familiar back. Pulling away from the current vendor stall she was meandering around, she heads after the figure. When she gets close enough, it's obvious that that is indeed Nel and he is definitely deeply upset about something. ]
waystationnnn!!
She's changed into the charcoal jumpsuit that's typical of the fleet and wandering around herself, wondering what would be best to spend her credits on, when she catches a glimpse of a rather familiar back. Pulling away from the current vendor stall she was meandering around, she heads after the figure. When she gets close enough, it's obvious that that is indeed Nel and he is definitely deeply upset about something. ]
Nel? Nel! What's wrong?