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Zarah awoke with a headache that was pounding so hard against her skull that she felt as if it might split open. With a groan, she rose from the bed, clutching her head. Reaching beside her for the drawer, she fumbled for the handle and pulled it open. Reaching for her stims, she knocked a few to the floor as another wave of nausea and headaches came her way. How long had she been out anyway?
Letting go of her head and bringing the needle to her mouth, she pulled off the safety cap and spat it across the floor. Her other hand tapped her forearm before plunging the needle into her skin and injecting the drug. Leaning back with the needle still in her arm, she closed her eyes and let her blood do all the work. It only took a matter of minutes.
Dragging herself from her bed, she knelt to pick up the stims that had fallen from the drawer and stuck them back in before shutting it and pulling a key from her belt to lock it back tight. Moving toward the refresher room, she took only a glance at her face before splashing some water on it and washing off.
Feeling good now that the stim was working, she moved through the corridor, checking the ship, which was still sleeping in the middle of nowhere. She was glad such places as Baltimn existed. It was still only a stroke of luck that she was able to land before she felt the need to pass out. Hitting the music on her way to the ramp, she turned it up, ready to do a few checks as she opened the ramp and stepped out of her ship. A cool breeze was blowing, filled with the scent of some kind of flowers that was a nice change from filtered, stuffy air. She reached back into the ship to grab her toolbelt and then began her inspection.
Letting go of her head and bringing the needle to her mouth, she pulled off the safety cap and spat it across the floor. Her other hand tapped her forearm before plunging the needle into her skin and injecting the drug. Leaning back with the needle still in her arm, she closed her eyes and let her blood do all the work. It only took a matter of minutes.
Dragging herself from her bed, she knelt to pick up the stims that had fallen from the drawer and stuck them back in before shutting it and pulling a key from her belt to lock it back tight. Moving toward the refresher room, she took only a glance at her face before splashing some water on it and washing off.
Feeling good now that the stim was working, she moved through the corridor, checking the ship, which was still sleeping in the middle of nowhere. She was glad such places as Baltimn existed. It was still only a stroke of luck that she was able to land before she felt the need to pass out. Hitting the music on her way to the ramp, she turned it up, ready to do a few checks as she opened the ramp and stepped out of her ship. A cool breeze was blowing, filled with the scent of some kind of flowers that was a nice change from filtered, stuffy air. She reached back into the ship to grab her toolbelt and then began her inspection.
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