[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/4dc0a36ecdd37ad27a427ec3561ae96d/tumblr_ni9bajawui1tiu8cdo1_r1_400.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Medical Bay ---> Outside the Retribution[/center][hr][hr]In some ways it felt a bit strange to Dorothy, moving from planet to planet in the Georgia System. They had left Whitefall and landed in Newhope, and at moments, she felt the closeness of her home planet. Boros wasn't more than a day's flying away, and if she closed her eyes, she could still see her drunken father, slouched up against a table. It wasn't a pleasant memory to have, but she remembered other things about Boros. She remembered the time she spent with her little sister. Those were the good memories. 

Of course, Dorothy knew that Daphne was immature for her age...but she was soft on her sister. She would feel almost hypocritical to not be, as much as she logically knew that Daphne would need to mature eventually, especially to be an aid to the Independent cause. She still saw her sister as the sweet little girl on Boros, struggling to make by with an abusive and alcoholic father. It made perfect sense to her that Daphne was moody--she had a good reason to be. 

She had entered the medical bay half an hour prior, only to find the medical lead, Jahosafat, passed out in one of the medical bay beds. While she didn't care for the excessive drinking he did earlier as part of his grieving process, she took more issue with his research. In Dorothy's opinion, no good could come of it. Learning how to harness the reavers as weapons, how to civilize them, whatever it was called...She got a sick feeling in her stomach just thinking about it. Had the research been a means to cure the reavers, to bring them back humanity or at least put them to rest, she could have felt morally at ease with it. But those were simply her own thoughts. 

Dorothy sighed slightly. The medical bay was quiet and she was no longer in charge of it. Her compulsive nature to organize and reorganize would have to wait. As it was, Jahosafat would likely appreciate some quiet--the man was in desperate need of sleep, from what Dorothy could tell. She then pulled her hair back into a bun and quietly left the medical bay, making her way outside. Anisa was supposed to be meeting with a trader that morning, and knowing that her friend had had a rough past couple of days, Dorothy made her way outside. 

[color=#4dffa6]"Captain,"[/color] Dorothy greeted once she saw Anisa.