Eucharis - Lunchtime
While the crew used the time between breakfast and lunch to clean, it left Helen, who was without quarters, time to herself. Mainly, she used the time to rest, to recover physically from the previous mission. She used the crew lounge for a nap, that was until lunch was ready, that was when she woke and returned to the wardroom, to sit down with an ample serving of burgers, as she took a solitary seat once again and mulled over the matter which had come to her attention through the ship's computer.
There was a frown on Helen's lips as she thought on the matter of planetside leave, it was tempting, that was for certain. Even as a long-time veteran, she knew she needed the rest and relaxation after the last few months of the war. There was a problem though, what Helen had not done since she became a 'visitor' on the Eucharis, was make any friends. Certainly, she felt she could trust a few of the crew members in a combat zone, but, she never did have the chance to befriend any of them enough to seek out their companionship during leave.
Mulling over the matter,
Helen grasped one of her burgers in hand, and took a hearty bite from it. As she slowly chewed the mouthful of bun, meat, and toppings, she thought on the possibility of just choosing a crew member at random, which she immediately dismissed as tasteless. As she worked the mouthful of burger finer and finer between her teeth, she mulled over the officer-ranked possibilities, which were slim as well. By the time she swallowed her mouthful of burger, Helen had begun to think that perhaps staying on the station would be the most likely case, and as the food slid down her throat, the notion of missing out on a proper leave left a bitter taste behind.
Urgh, why would I need a travel partner to go lay in the sun and read a book? Or to go swimming in a hotel pool? Or to eat at a buffet? I just want to be somewhere without walls. Helen thought as she continued her meal, until another thought came to mind;
At times like this, I wish I were Nepleslian in body, I'd find my leave in a bottle, or in an injection. she mused, as she continued in one of the physical indulgences which her synthetic flesh could truly appreciate, as she moved onto her second burger.