Her straight red hair was damp and braided in a bun on the back of her head. Her uniform was neat, but wet on her collar where the wet hair had rested against hit. And she had a smile on her face but it wasn’t exactly a bubbly look.

Auleraine moved into medical and looked around, the info stick in her hand to give for check in. She tapped a nurse walking by, “Excuse me… who do I need to see about my boarding check-in in? Lieutenant Auleraine Brison.” She added her name in case that was reminder of who to see or where to go.

Lt Auleraine Brison
Engineering