She looked in the mirror and sighed. The bags under her eyes were prominent enough she didn’t even bother with makeup. She preferred the makeup be saved for her ‘other’ job. She tried to keep them separate and putting makeup on would blur those lines. At least, in her mind it would. Instead, she merely shook her head and double checked herself in the mirror once more before shrugging and heading into the hallway.

As the new CNS on the Wolverine it wouldn’t be odd for her to ‘lose sleep’ at night caring for the well being of the ship’s crew. So the bags were easy enough to dismiss. What she wouldn’t be able to dismiss is the bruising on her ribs. She had learned, a long time ago, to act like nothing was wrong. But with the CO and the Doc having access to who and what she was, these things wouldn’t be easily hidden. Smiling at those she passed in the hall, Kady moved towards Medical with a purpose. The purpose being to get finished as quick as she could so she could get her XO check in done and face the CO. Those were the worst for folks like her. Being Black Ops, still active, and having to hide it was something she loathed. She understood the why… she just didn’t like it.

Stepping into Medical her nearly white-blue eyes glanced around seeking the rank of the Chief Medical officer. Everyone else thinks she bruised the ribs in a vacation accident. No one but her handler knew it was because her last mark had fought back and caught her off guard. Something she’d never allow to happen again. She didn’t have Reilly to back her up, anymore. She was on her own once more.

She preferred it that way.

… or so she kept telling herself.

Lt Kadance “Kadydid” Argona
CNS… and that’s it… I swear