Hudson with Terror

[Lochrath]

Eyes snapped open. The beeping had awoken her. When did the darkness of slumber take her? It couldn't have been for long and she dreaded looking at any form of time piece or monitor in fear of learning how small the passage of time was. Hands rubbed at her face as she rose up, gathering her discarded clothes to put back on. She'd need a shower soon enough. Jumpsuit and jacket on, she strolled towards the exit to the room. Only once outside did she remember to send Piper, who had remained asleep, a message and update on events.

She briefly stopped by the cafeteria and grabbed what looked to be a nutrition bar but tasted like cardboard with pepper flakes mixed in. It would have to do. She found herself hurrying. It took her realizing this to slow her pace from a fast trot to normal walking speed. It was unusual for her to get like this and she didn't intend to strain herself. Through winding corridors she finally found the hangar, walking out and taking it all in for the first actual time. For an asteroid base, the hangar was tighter than she was used to. More purposeful, more ships moving in and out. Wandering she found her next ride with its pilot performing some form of maintenance on the vessel. Careful to keep her pace regulated, she strolled over. "Passenger Dash One, reportin' f'fight check." She said, flashing a cheeky smile.