<USS Meridian> A Place Like Home
- From: HotSheep4U@xxxxxxx
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- Date: Sun, 19 Sep 2004 21:16:56 EDT
=/\= A Place Like Home =/\=
It didn't take Sarah long to put her things away in her new quarters. She
didn't have much, just a handful of book chips that she wanted to re-read, a
candle she'd made in an arts class when she was nine and never had the heart to
burn, her diplomas which she carefully hung on the wall... and a single image
cube of her parents, taken shortly before their deaths.
Her quarters she found comfortable enough, very much like her dorm room at
the Academy. She could barely remember a time when she hadn't lived in a dorm
room. She'd been in boarding school by the time she was four, then university,
and then the Academy. And her earliest memories were of ship's quarters with
her parents -- so there was only that short time when she'd lived with the
Danielsens in Ottawa, before going off to school. She was accustomed to living
in places like this, and found the setup comforting.
Sarah recalled, smiling, some of her Academy classmates who had griped about
their quarters, unused to living on a corridor of nearly-identical rooms with
mostly immovable furnishings. Many of them had found apartments off-campus
after the first year, when it was permissible to move out of the dorms, but
Sarah had stayed, becoming a floor monitor in her third year. It had provided
her
with pocket money beyond what she received from her parents' trust fund,
although she had used most of what she earned to buy secret gifts for fellow
students who needed a little help, be it financial or in terms of moral support.
Now, glancing at the time, Sarah looked around her quarters one more time
with a small sigh of satisfaction, then turned and exited, heading for sickbay
to
meet her new boss.
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