[She's glad she chose the afternoon as the meeting time. It gives her the entire morning to fret around her room, pacing a hole in the floor, to panic and over-analyze. Anemone, though she has yet to ever add anything herself, is always checking the Network. So, of course she saw the woman's post.
Gene therapy. Her mind keeps circling around it. Ziegler can't possibly know about her already, right? No one knows. Anemone's kept tight-lipped about it, and there's a lot stranger people around here than herself.
Still, Anemone's never felt so self-conscious about herself. Not like this.
She almost wants to skip the meeting entirely.
But no. No. She knows better. Her ailments aren't just going to go away if she ignores it, and if she can find a solution... She should examine her options. Even if she had her medication here, she doesn't know if it would really help her, not without an outlet for that... "restless" energy.
She sighs, and teleports from her room to the station without another thought of doubt. It's easier this time than it was when she went with Junpei, and she's glad she already had the practice. She retraces her steps through the station to the Mess Hall, finds the woman after a scan or two of the room, and approaches with a fake shroud of confidence, bowing her head in greeting.]
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Gene therapy. Her mind keeps circling around it. Ziegler can't possibly know about her already, right? No one knows. Anemone's kept tight-lipped about it, and there's a lot stranger people around here than herself.
Still, Anemone's never felt so self-conscious about herself. Not like this.
She almost wants to skip the meeting entirely.
But no. No. She knows better. Her ailments aren't just going to go away if she ignores it, and if she can find a solution... She should examine her options. Even if she had her medication here, she doesn't know if it would really help her, not without an outlet for that... "restless" energy.
She sighs, and teleports from her room to the station without another thought of doubt. It's easier this time than it was when she went with Junpei, and she's glad she already had the practice. She retraces her steps through the station to the Mess Hall, finds the woman after a scan or two of the room, and approaches with a fake shroud of confidence, bowing her head in greeting.]
Doctor.