It wasn’t a crazy idea, that much she knew. But Faye also knew that her perception of how others saw her and how they actually saw her was rather skewed. It made her hesitant (something she hated) and no matter how much she wished she didn’t care what others thought of her, she simply did. It mattered. A lot.

Settling into the department wasn’t hard, mostly because she kept to her corner, but that wasn’t enough anymore. The brief conversation with the captain had been something of a wakeup call and Faye decided she was ready and willing to do more. Dressed in her uniform, she tightened the elastic holding her teal coloured hair off her face and took a deep breath. She pressed the chime and hoped for the best.

~Faye Calloway, Sciences