<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/13431d5efcebcc887d827079efd6f14a/tumblr_midmpmJE7E1rlxy60o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Day 1</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name: </strong></td><td>Ensign Sofie Doortje</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Out and About</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>No One</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Learning the Layout</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging:</strong> </td><td>Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Snowpaw had been safely seen to and sent on her way.  Talking with the smaller woman had been mentally exhausting for all it was stimulating and intriguing.  There was just so much of her on the outside and the inside, and both took their toll on Sofie's patience.  She wasn't mean or bad or anything of the sort, she just was, well, Snowpaw and Friends.  Sofie and her had talked for another half hour before leaving the hot soak behind and changing into their uniforms.  She'd last seen Maira in the changing room talking to one of her spirits.<br/><br/>For her part, Sofie had gone to her shared quarters and changed into a uniform.  It was one of the older ones, red tunic and sensible black pants instead of the somewhat ridiculous skirts.  Really, like you could really be prepared for anything in one of those except breezy nether bits, cold legs and some shenanigans.  Sofie had picked up a plastic laminated set of maps of the Phoenix's decks and was walking them, trying to match their stark black lines with reality.  The basic layout was simple enough, but over time subtle changes had crept in and there was no substitute for muscle memory under stress.  If she knew you went so many steps this way then had to dock to avoid a low overhead, or that this corridor was slightly wider and faster to navigate than that one you would be better able to carry out your duties.<br/><br/>It was a little frustrating . Sofie kept getting well, not lost, but turned around and confused.  She'd wandered into the same compartment several times in a row and people were about to begin to notice.  Frowning, Sofie stood by the bulkhead and turned the plans around in her big hands to make them make sense.