Meeting aboard Barrier

[Arant]

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She smiled at the mentioning of the ship she'd lost, lost in the sense that it was no longer operational. She had spent so much time in a sterile, lab environment that sometimes she forgot that being specific and nuanced was an important part of conversation. "No, I apologize my ship wasn't destroyed per-se, simply damaged beyond the SLRC's limited ability to repair. My crew, all save a dozen or so, survived and are happily working on Ikarus Station assisting with it's day to day." As the conversation continued on she noted that they hadn't approached the topic of the datapad, their original purpose. Noting her own thirst she held up a hand for a pause to their talks as she got up and headed back over to the bartender. She placed her hands on the counter, back turned, their conversation unheard but whatever words had been exchanged she came back with a tall glass filled with a fizzy, carbonated blue-red liquid; an umbrella neatly pinned to the side.

Sitting down with her drink she took a sip and hummed contentedly, the sugar revitalizing her from the journey. "Apologies, as I was saying, my personal research was simple exploration and analyzation of the anomalies that have been appearing all around Sirius," She took another sip before placing the glass down, crossing her legs under the table as she faced Chandler with her hands folded. "Nothing consequential, I'm afraid, and also nothing I can reveal until Doctor Wright returns from his own projects. As for time off, well, I had plenty of it while waiting for my ship to be repaired. And when it couldn't I made preparations and headed off on my own."