I finally figured out how to incorporate my magic in with my work on the systems, giving me a slight edge even with the knowledge I know. These past days, though, I've been hauling. Nicholas has trusted me enough that I now work beside him in the core room. Even Everett's trusting me a bit more.
I'm falling into a routine, though. I work from 7 till 9, taking a half hour break somewhere in there for food. It's incredible how much information there is. I've started just copying down everything I read to create a hard copy. Then I go to my room and work till 1 in the morning on my magic, incorporating it with technology as best I can. Luckily nothing bad has happened with me using magic in my room. Yet.
I don't get out much to talk to people and I think most have forgotten about me. I never go to the mess hall for food or travel near the crew's quarters. Only a select few even know if I exist. It's kind of sad but understandable. I work like Nicholas and, once while I was on a brief break, Eli told me that wasn't the best thing. It was hard to state that people wouldn't accept me because of who I was and see the regret on Eli's face. He never bothered me about my work ethics again.
We dropped out of FTL once two days ago. I didn't even bother to go to the gate room. I stayed at my console and continued to work, reassuring Eli that I would go the next time. I'm not sure if I'll keep my word or not. Depends on how much the kid pushes.
Everett and Nicholas argued the day we dropped out of FTL and, even though it sounded like children bickering, there was something behind it on both sides. Almost sounded like an argument Draco and I would have.
I really miss Draco. It's been two weeks, surprisingly. I haven't even realized how fast time's flown by. Funny on how Everett made me quit early today too. I ended up on the Observatory deck, lost in thought about that day. I ended up getting too worked up to stay there so I ended up back in my room, doing this.
I'm curious if Everett forced me to quit today because it's been two weeks. I doubt it but, then again, I barely know the man. Maybe I'll go hang out in the mess hall around dinner time and chat with people, taking my own food to munch on. Maybe.
I'm falling into a routine, though. I work from 7 till 9, taking a half hour break somewhere in there for food. It's incredible how much information there is. I've started just copying down everything I read to create a hard copy. Then I go to my room and work till 1 in the morning on my magic, incorporating it with technology as best I can. Luckily nothing bad has happened with me using magic in my room. Yet.
I don't get out much to talk to people and I think most have forgotten about me. I never go to the mess hall for food or travel near the crew's quarters. Only a select few even know if I exist. It's kind of sad but understandable. I work like Nicholas and, once while I was on a brief break, Eli told me that wasn't the best thing. It was hard to state that people wouldn't accept me because of who I was and see the regret on Eli's face. He never bothered me about my work ethics again.
We dropped out of FTL once two days ago. I didn't even bother to go to the gate room. I stayed at my console and continued to work, reassuring Eli that I would go the next time. I'm not sure if I'll keep my word or not. Depends on how much the kid pushes.
Everett and Nicholas argued the day we dropped out of FTL and, even though it sounded like children bickering, there was something behind it on both sides. Almost sounded like an argument Draco and I would have.
I really miss Draco. It's been two weeks, surprisingly. I haven't even realized how fast time's flown by. Funny on how Everett made me quit early today too. I ended up on the Observatory deck, lost in thought about that day. I ended up getting too worked up to stay there so I ended up back in my room, doing this.
I'm curious if Everett forced me to quit today because it's been two weeks. I doubt it but, then again, I barely know the man. Maybe I'll go hang out in the mess hall around dinner time and chat with people, taking my own food to munch on. Maybe.
~Rachel Gold
...last for a while
