August 1st, 0235 - Katee/Maggie
[takes place shortly after this and this]
Maggie shuts off the light in the bathroom before opening the door, trying not to disturb Katee on the couch; one towel wrapped around her chest and another in her hair. She pauses in the hallway, glancing back at the couch, and catches sight of Katee's eyes glinting in the dim lamp light. So much for being asleep; the noise from the shower must have woken her up. Maggie changes direction and pads out into the living room to say hello, pajamas folded over one arm and holding her towel on with the other.( Hey…Collapse )
Introductory Post for Katee
It's one thing not to get any sleep out there,
it's another thing to lay awake at night in here.
One of them's normal, the other one ain't. After the third night of staring at the ceiling of her quarters, trying to tire herself out with triple-digit reps of sit ups at 2am, she sees the medic. Who's no help at all. Of course. Wants her to get a massage,
for fuck's sake, or consider a vacation
– the former isn't a bad idea, actually, could be a plan she could get behind, but the latter's just preposterous. She's wound up because this, this
sitting around is
vacation. Sitting on her ass in between gigs, it makes her batshit insane. She's fucking bored.
Can't they see that?( Read more... )