There were many things Abigale found quite similar on Awilix that reflected back home in her new life. For example, waking up slumped over her desk, papers spread out, her computer on sleep, and as she sat up, papers coming with her stuck to her cheeks. Carefully pulling them away, Abigale set them aside, organising them as best she could as she rubbed her eyes away of all sleep. How long had she been out? When she had last checked the time, it had been early hours of the morning. Now...it was still morning, wasn't it? She hadn't slept the day away? No she was sure she'd only been asleep a few hours. 

Sighing heavily, she ran a hand through her hair that was probably sticking up in all directions, and pulled it back, finding the hair tie she had taken out who knew when and tying it back, deciding that she didn't care what that looked like. She blinked bleary around her office, the room oddly small, and disorganised, but Abigale tended to be able to find what she needed when she needed it. Often she made the mess worse in searching for what she wanted, but this didn't effect her ability to locate what she needed. 

As a nurse entered, her makeshift assistant and one of her only staff, Abigale gave a weary smile. [color=f7941d]"Demelza. How nice to see you. Nothing has happened, has it?"[/color] Demelza shook her head "No ma'am, only I have the results you wanted. I didn't want to disturb you though, you didn't seem to have slept long" Abigale accepted the file Demelza offered, and locked it away in a draw for later, giving the young girl a appreciateive smile. [color=f7941d]"Thank you Demelza"[/color] She said rising, and stretching, her back sore from the numerous times she had fallen asleep slumped over, but soon her body had healed the sore muscles, leaving a slight edge of tiredness, but nothing that wasn't barable. 

Demelza reminded her so much of her little sister, it was often painful to interact with the younger woman. She missed her family every day, and hated not knowing what they must have felt, when she left, of not knowing how they were, or what they were doing. If they were even alive. It wasn't something she liked to dwell on, yet it didn't seem to be something she could stop herself thinking about at times. It was always there. Nor did it help that Abigale found herself feeling guilty about it, or that she hadn't really made any close ties here. Working hard to establish the medical building, and not having much time to even eat at times, the thought of interacting with others right then was just too exhausting. 

As she made her way to retrieve some food, she went through what needed to be done that day. So far she had had no serious patients, inuries, but she knew that that was only a matter of time. WHen she'd accepted the place on Noah, she hadn't thought to end up essentially as Dead of Medicine, and yet here she was. She rubbed at her eyes wearily again, grabbing the food, and walking, eating as she did so. She checked the building over, checked over any patients she had, and what little staff, making sure everything was running smoothly, running well, and that no one was finding it difficult. 

Demelza found her as she was making her way back to her office, a little destressed. Hearing her explain that there appeared to be a misshape on the farms, Abigale heaved a heavy sigh, and she gathered her supplies, knowing that it was probably useless, a protective suit however was a must, given that they still didn't understand what effects the soil would have on plants, and made her way to the lands put aside for farming, her body weary, but knowing this was something she needed to do. It didn't make her feel any better about it, yet Abigale wasn't one to skip on her work duties, and this covered them. Soemthing serious happened, you needed the senior, and most skilled, doctor on site. Even if it was a dead body, she could at least figure out what had happened. 

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