Tamelyn, for her part, wouldn't have guessed that her past would have followed her this far. She had left the mining colony to avoid a bloody "accident" at the hands of the colony foreman and his lackeys, but had hoped that they wouldn't bother tracking her down now that she had put a few systems between them. Thoughts of home were far from her mind as she finished her coffee and slipped back inside. As nice as lazing about doing nothing sounded, she did have some errands to run--best to get those done with now rather than later. Besides, after last night, she could do to be away from this place for a while. Dropping her cup in the sink, she dressed in some comfortable, casual clothing and threw on a hooded jacket as a precaution against the rain, then stepped out of her apartment in time to see a certain insectoid walking down the hall.<br/><br/><b>"Morning, Astor,"</b>she called as she approached, glad to have caught a moment with him before he turned in for the day.<b>"How was the night shift?"</b>