D. Stanley wrote:
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Eris Reddoch"
>
>>Lysia wakes from her slumber in her cabin. The small cabin reminds
>>her of the cell she was in last night...small and windowless.
>
>
> Lysia looks about her room with a sigh, there was a time when she'd cry if
> her closet was smaller than this room, and then there was a time she's have
> begged for a room half this size. Now she wasn't quite sure what to make of
> the world any more.
>
> Lysia had always know that there were two of her, an older more mature and
> dependable her, and the younger brasher less dependable her but now it
> seemed there was a third and that was unsettling.
>
> She looks over at a small framed picture of Morgan and her daughter (who's
> name eludes me now), "Morning Morg, morning sweetie. I guess it's time to
> figure things out again."
>
> Lysia has a long shower, dress's in a well cut navy blue pant suit with low
> heals and heads to the galley to see what's on the docket for the morning.
> She straps her pistol in a well concealed shoulder holster under her jacket.
As Lysia enters the galley. Ricardo is sitting at the terminal
answering messages. Woof is finishing food preparation. Jac is
sipping a cup of coffee and talking with Ricardo about something.
OOC: Suz, did Mira accompany Jac to the galley after they got up, or
did she head directly for her garden for her early morning
singing/meditation/gardening? :)
Eris
AKUS
