<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2, Main Dome cafeteria</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Louise Cotter, Zara, Daniel</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting sum grub!</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Laura had reviewed and memorized every personal file on the expedition, at leat the criminal background and psych profiles that went along with them. She didn't have the access that the mission leader or the colony medical department might have, but she had enough to form basic connections. She could of used her implant, but it was an exercise that kept her mind sharp and more tradition for her. "Thank you Zara, the soup and flat bread sounds wonderful; haven't had real food in so long that anything more substancial probably wouldn't sit well." She smiled and picking up the bowl and bread, she took a healthy sniff, "Smells wonderful and on short notice. Now, if we could just get a pizza delivery  system set up, the world would be perfect." She winked and managed to secure a pad of what would soon become a luxury item as she couldn't see cattle being on the list of animals bred on Mars... She had eaten goat cheese more than once and while she prefered cow, goat would work, as well as the butter.<br/><br/>She settled into the seat beside Louise, linking fingers and dipping the bred into the soup. "Jumping was part of the job. I did my job and if that meant jumping from an aircraft with 100 pounds of equipment and an air supply, it's what I did." She grinned, "But I enjoyed the feeling of weightlessness, you feel a little like God looking down on the clouds with nothing between you and them but air."<br/><br/>She knew that a lot of pilots didn't get the thrill, and she was ok with it. Jumping on Mars would be a different situation... very different.. and that part of life was behind her, "Keeping jump certified here will be difficult. I would have to make 6 jumps a year in an nearly non-existant atmosphere, in an E-suit and light gravity... and near hurricane force winds." she shuttered and took a bite of the now soaked bread. "Mmmm, want a taste?" she asked with a waggled of her eyebrows and a laugh.<br/><br/>She moved her attention to the game and arched her eyebrows at the comment, "Now, you want  to talk crazy... no pads and they make these guys look like little girls!"<br/><br/>She ate with surprising gusto and felt like she hadn't eaten anything so good in... well... months. "How long do you think it'll be before we see our first crops?"