InsaneJournal

WHO: Zed Martin and Seven of Nine
WHEN: 226408.18
WHERE: Lounge
SUMMARY: TBD
WARNINGS: TBD (will update as it goes)


It had almost been a month and Zed was still getting used to the idea of being in space. If it wasn't for how off she had felt she may have questioned if any of it was real, but she felt a disconnect from her world and the bits of visions she had had since arriving had made it very obvious that everything here was real. She had on occasion picked up on bits and pieces from what she assumed were the worlds of other displaced people - but the images had been so fleeting she hadn't had a chance to

She almost felt guilty she wasn't more amazed by all of it. She was in space and yet she was more worried about what was happening at home. Then there were the moments where she was completely awestruck by everything and she felt guilty for not worrying about home. To an extent, she knew that she should make the most of it while she was here, but it was hard.

As curious as she was about everything and as much as she wanted to learn Zed was still trying to keep to herself - at least until she felt more grounded. She wished she had someone to talk to about her visions, maybe even someone who could help her get a better grip on her new surroundings. Someone to teach her how to push them aside so It had been lonely doing so though, which was why she was currently outside the lounge debating if she wanted to go in. She wished that John and Chas were here with her it would make everything so much easier.