Shutting off the comm, Andel cleared his throat and slumped back in the chair, exhaling heavily.
"'ow th'ell's Guntram do this every week."
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Shutting off the comm, Andel cleared his throat and slumped back in the chair, exhaling heavily.
"'ow th'ell's Guntram do this every week."
The Doctor had luckily anticipated the influx of rain during travel to the new base, however it didn't stop her becoming disgruntled at having to spend more than a couple of trips navigating all of her personals from the drop off point. Her figure was draped in a long dark gray overcoat, the collar pulled standing to help shield rain from her neck, taking a hurried marching stride forth down the corridor toward the Medical bay. The last of her items had been packaged up into the awkward looking rectangular container, sitting heavily against the top of her left shoulder while she carried it through the base, steadied by both hands to rule out the danger of it falling. Rain dripped from the bridge of her flat-cap, it acting as more a buffer than an aid. The equanimity perfectly clear across her face, even as she pushed open the door of the bay with the very tip of her once pristine boot, balancing both package and navigation into the area with the same breath.