[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/bf6f360b38dd4b2e3cad631da7184fd2/tumblr_njl3470ERl1rnev0oo1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=#4dffa6][b]Location[/b][/color]: Prometheus - Outside Anisa's Office --> Cargo Bay[/center][hr][hr] Dorothy headed on her way, mentally rehearsing what she was going to say to Anisa. She would first let the Captain say her part and then Dorothy would give a full explanation of the day's events, as well as her own feelings that she was not adequate for the post of second in command. Her conversation with Daphne had taken longer than she realized, but she figured that it would be good for Daphne in the long run. Some honest talk and then a punishment of cleaning all the weapons on the ship - that ought to be the proper amount of tough love for her sister. But by the time Dorothy made it to Anisa's office and knocked on the door, there was no response. She stood there at parade rest for a few minutes, before she realized that she had been too late once more. It seemed to be the theme of the day--she was always just a little too late to what duties she needed to accomplish. Her heart sank and Dorothy sighed, blinking back moisture that had formed in her eyes. Anisa's temper was likely to be enflamed by now. She didn't blame her. Dorothy wiped at her eyes with her hands delicately. It could've been allergies, but she knew better than that. It was the third time today that she had let her best friend down. Taking in a deep breath, Dorothy remembered that people were talking about going out that night. Knowing Anisa's love of fashion, Dorothy figured the captain wouldn't pass up a chance to dress in her finest and go out on town. She hesitated, thinking through the route she had taken throughout the ship, before vaguely recalling how to get back to the cargo bay. Maybe she'd catch Anisa before she left. If not, she could spend her evening reading and playing solitaire. She avoided bars and alcohol as a bit of a policy--she had spent too much of her childhood taking care of drunks and didn't care to spend any more time doing that. [color=#4dffa6]"Captain?"[/color] Dorothy called out as she made her way into the Cargo Bay. She heard a few voices outside and imagined that Anisa might've been among them. If she really was going out with the others, this would be a good place to meet up. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=8882be]Fitz Townsley[/color][/h1][img]https://static.tumblr.com/91c0476a118256a00cfcd54c6d88de99/syeuhpr/lBjmu0s7f/tumblr_static_b.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=8882be][b]Location[/b][/color]: Lady Luck's[/center][hr][hr] Fitz had been walking in a random direction for quite some time. Or at least, he believed that it was the case. He had started pondering and thinking to himself, tracing structures of molecules in the air in front of him. Primarily, he was thinking on heteroaromatic compounds and their various uses. He was musing over aromaticity and benzofusion, thinking about the unique reactivity and structures, even recalling Frost diagrams. To most that past him in the street, he likely appeared to be a little deranged, his finger darting in front of him in strange patterns. But to Fitz, it was like he was drawing in the air. He was visualizing the ring current effect produced by benzene that deshields its hydrogens. He could see it in front of him clearly, as if it truly was there. He could construct for himself the Dirac model and he could see the catalytic cycles. For one reason or another, his mind had fallen into a chemistry rabbit hole. It wasn't until he found himself walking, entirely oblivious, into the doors of Lady Luck's did he look up and notice his surroundings, a bit startled. Back on Osiris, there was no real danger if he walked while he thought. The university campus was very safe and he was never truly lost. But here...Well, Fitz realized sheepishly that he should've been paying more attention. But now that he was here in Lady Luck's, he wasn't sure if he should stay or not. Royus had recommended he try this place and he was here already...should he?