Judah Dashiell
Salvage Empire
Celestia Station | [member="Matthew Robinson"]
Steam rose out of his 'Galaxy's Best Dad' mug, causing the smell of strong caf to hang in the air. Judah took another sip, staring out at the black. It was early on Celestia Station and the scrap hauls were beginning to ramp up for the day. Scrap refined from the night before was already leaving the station en mass, headed to various points in the 'verse.
Always interesting to watch. Much like a beehive.
Message notifications on his datapad reminded him he was in his office on Celestia Station, reminding him of work that needed to be done. Judah was trying to cram in as much as possible before the arrival of Matthew Robinson, he young doctor he was trying to persuade in running the med center. Celestia Station needed a director, someone who knew backwater medicine and could pioneer treatments for the area.
Another sip of his caf, he needed to wake up before the Doctor arrived. Something in the back of his mind told him it was going to be an uphill battle.
Steam rose out of his 'Galaxy's Best Dad' mug, causing the smell of strong caf to hang in the air. Judah took another sip, staring out at the black. It was early on Celestia Station and the scrap hauls were beginning to ramp up for the day. Scrap refined from the night before was already leaving the station en mass, headed to various points in the 'verse.
Always interesting to watch. Much like a beehive.
Message notifications on his datapad reminded him he was in his office on Celestia Station, reminding him of work that needed to be done. Judah was trying to cram in as much as possible before the arrival of Matthew Robinson, he young doctor he was trying to persuade in running the med center. Celestia Station needed a director, someone who knew backwater medicine and could pioneer treatments for the area.
Another sip of his caf, he needed to wake up before the Doctor arrived. Something in the back of his mind told him it was going to be an uphill battle.