Running a hand through her long hair Panacea let out a long sigh. It was a long flight to the Zantelle Starbase, and having to navigate the ship often times left her groggy and a little cranky. Stretching her long arms above her head, her back forming to fit a marvelous arch, she yawned and made her way off the ship. With a spring in her step, she was all too eager to escape from the Sagittarius.<br/><br/>Her long, opulent blonde hair flowed in waves against her body, clothed in a mostly Earth-like fashion. Although Panacea had spent a short time on the planet, she was almost automatically fixated with it. It's lovely earth toned colors, browns, greens, light blues, the magnificent nature paired with the bustling cities- it was all too perfect for her. So now, adorned in ripped blue jeans and a form-fitting brown tank top, a brown belt around her waist that carried her katana (it was odd that she carried it around, even now, and she knew it, but that didn't really matter to her) she explored the starbase.