Cori had come away from her meeting with Petrakos with a spring in her step and homework. Some might be disgruntled with the homework bit, but Cori was seeing this as the opportunity it was: she could do nearly anything and she only had to find a reasonable place to start.

Sitting at a table in the lounge in her duty uniform, she had a cup of coffee, a PADD and a stylus. She tapped the edge of the device with the tip of the stylus and waited for inspiration to hit. Her mind went blank. Of course it would. She scribbled something on the PADD and smirked, and then went back to pondering.

~Corinne Dalton