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Aurora didn’t linger long after the short, but intense confrontation between the Professor and Argo’s Pilot. It was clearly very personal, and at least slightly classified.

It wasn’t her business, though it was interesting.

Regardless, Aurora made her towards the Medical wing. It might have only been a simulated mission, and her injuries largely psychosomatic, but neither was good reason to disrupt her normal post mission routine. 

Make a report entry about the mission, check in with medical, and then check up on Sleepy. It was a firm habit and routine for her and had been for years. It helped with keeping thing straight, and part of her worried that the VR might confuse her later. So, she was even more interested in sticking to her self-imposed routine.

She filled out the report on her mission on her Pad. Linking in the debriefing and her personal notes along the way. It was clinical and as factual as she could make it. Her thoughts and feeling only added in the Post script. 

Then she spent some time tossing ideas around. She had the resources, and time, to actually update Sleepy after all. Something she hadn’t had much of in the years prior. Fixing them up had always came first. Then it was the bureaucratic restraints, lack of materials, lack of support, lack of time.

But that was all behind her now. And part of her was very interested in getting to further evolve Sleepy.

Her stay in Medical was short. A fifteen check-up at best, and touching base with her doctor on board the Solaris. Starting working on connections early was always better in the long run, and if there was one person Aurra knew she would see often abord this ship it was going to be Dr. Sweet.

The large, bald, dark-skinned man was a jovial about things, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t attentive and on top of his work. He had already gotten Aurora’s prescription ready for her as well. Letting her mark that off of her to-do list earlier than expected.


After saying good bye to her medical point of contact. She turned towards the Hanger Bay.
On her pad she set an alarm for herself for an hour from now. She could easily spend the rest of the day poking around in Sleepy’s systems. Now that the Simulation was over and she had spent some time thinking about it, she had a feeling that the classified system the XJ9 Project had installed into Sleepy might have something to do with what Lorenzo had been tracking during the Sim.

But she had other things to attend to today. Language lessons with Rhylean and then steak dinner. So she would contend herself with a diagnostic, and a surface examination of where all was touched by the XJ9’s addition.

[color=6ecff6]“Soon.”[/color] She promised herself. [color=6ecff6]“I’ll set a day aside for us soon.”[/color]