( ilde is a diminutive thing in person, fastidiously neat in black dress and flats, one a recreation of something she had and the latter a new arrival from her locker; she can be relied upon to absolutely never wear the jumpsuit unless she's in the shuttlebay, as a general rule. she doesn't really give the impression of somebody who'd end up there, which...is because she probably wouldn't have, left to her own devices, for all that she's willing to commit to it once she is. she's more the sort of person whose family might have donated to a campaign than someone at home with the mysteries of space, but she's willing to try for the latter.
adapting, even as she tries to hold onto the things that make her feel in control.
it's the adapting that's the important part, probably, she thinks, taking an only slightly hesitating step in and onto the walkway, veering curiously towards those large screens as much for a vantage point to look down from as to see what they are. )
-> fuck yeah
adapting, even as she tries to hold onto the things that make her feel in control.
it's the adapting that's the important part, probably, she thinks, taking an only slightly hesitating step in and onto the walkway, veering curiously towards those large screens as much for a vantage point to look down from as to see what they are. )
How'd you put all this together?