Housekeeping

[Fairchild]

The lift stopped at her level, opening its door with a soft "ding" sound. Jera walked inside and waved her hand in front of the sensor. The chip in her bracelet was recognised and she pressed a button to take her to the hangars.

On the way down she made sure everything about her appearance was perfect. She wore black jeans and a white tanktop with the Wisp logo printed on the front. Her right hand was heavy with all manner of bracelets and trinkets, most of them she had brought with her from Crete. She smiled at her reflection. There were quite a few people with Corsair heritage working for Cryer, but few actually came from Crete. And in the case of even fewer was it so strikingly visible as in hers.

Her times off were rare, so she tried to rest as much during the week when her ship was being repaired. Today though, she had a special guest. Someone who she would be waiting in the hangars for. The lift door opened and she moved to the bay 3A. She looked at her PAD display, but the docking request she had been looking for had not come yet. She leaned against the wall of the hangar and waited.