"Euh, hon, take it you're the otherworld-y Doc', uh... Who?" Reyhan inquired as she reached out to give busily-working Abida a tap or two on the shoulder. The hive-bred woman glanced down at her dataslate. "Abida?"  She knew the answer, of course.  Considering the other woman's fashion, she stuck out like a sore thumb; save for the bandaging about some of the wounded, the color white was nearly non-existent. "I'm supposed to, well... Show you about if you need it.  Or something."  It was hard for her to communicate with (for most intents and purposes) the non-Imperial with how giddy Reyhan was.  Not every day did you have the chance to happen across someone from another system, in addition to speaking Gothic and not wanting to kill you.<br/><br/>After having been lost in the endless mazes of corridors and stairs that led from her room to the bridge, she had ended up to a largely empty place with no ragtag crew in sight.  Although a little crestfallen at this, those feelings immediately vanished after picking up a handful of files on the more recent arrivals.  With someone from the Akkad system on board, Reyhan felt as if she hit some magical jackpot; not once had she ever passed on learning about new planets and their inhabitants, especially those that were untouched by the bloody hands of the Imperium.  The Sister was probably too preachy to communicate with, and the Ex-Arbite, even if he wasn't in the lawbringing game anymore, would probably not be so kind.  But Abida, she was an ideal candidate for Reyhan's badgering.  All over she grew a little shaky and excited, hurrying back to her quarters to take a brief shower and get dressed in a better kept flightsuit.<br/><br/>And so, having thoroughly combed her auburn hair back and put on her finest black battledress, Reyhand hurried down to the Medicae deck, shouldering past others wandering the countless hallways within the<i>Fair Lady</i>.  By the time she got there, she was nearly panting and so took a brief few seconds to compose herself before venturing in after poor Abida and her pretty white suit.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>