Aboard the Ingenuus

[Remnant]

Lounge Rogue. An ironic name almost, however they served some of the best drinks on the Ingenuus. This little corner tucked away in one end of the facility was a specific womans favorite bar and area merely to look out at the stars. While it had considerably less activity than some of the more popular areas, this one boasted a nice staff as well as a wonderful view to the outside space.

Rachel was sitting down in a booth, a single leg propped up as she was turned in her seat to look outside at the stars as they lazily floated past. The quiet purr of the engines grabbing parts of physics almost completely unused elsewhere to push the large vessel through the large void outside.

In her hand was a single glass filled with a clear liquid, probably water. Reaching over, she grabs a packet of sugar and empties the contents inside the water, swirling it around to dillute it. It was perhaps a bad habit, although she did like the taste. Alcohol came later, it was too early for some of that now.

Letting out a quiet yawn, she reaches back and frees her hair which she was sitting on slightly. Another trait of hers that was a little unnatural, she refused to cut it. Reaching all the way down to her thighs when she was standing, it was a constant pain to keep looking nice, however she always managed to have it in a presentable fashion whenever she got cleaned up for the day. All in all? A quirky woman.

Being kept around due to her mental prowess, Rachel did enjoy the time to unwind. While work was indeed fun, she didn't let it take over completely. While she was not the most sociable person out there (perhaps the reason she found a secluded area as a favorite) she did however enjoy the company of people who did approach her. The Ingenuus Research Group was both a workplace, and now a home for her. Funny how things worked out.

Swirling the liquid again, she takes a sip, falling into her own world. Zoning out slightly.