Being transported so far in both time and space was so surreal that Peggy still felt at times like she was walking in a dream. It seemed there was absolutely zero chance that there was anything familiar here in this 'star'ship, millions of kilometres from anything she knew.
Actually, no. There was one familiar thing - pain, and the hard work that came after destruction. Whether the cause of it was war, or whatever all this was, there were still injured people to comfort, and debris to shift, and since the medical bay was filled to bursting and she wasn't a doctor, Peggy was out shifting debris.
She worked her way down the corridor, gathering pieces of metal onto a sort of hover-board with a handle - convenient, that. If she ever saw Howard again, she thought she might give him a few ideas.
Room 4H- Closed to Martha Jones
After a long hard day, Peggy wanted nothing more but to go to a room where she felt safe and relax - perhaps take a bath. But there didn't seem to be baths available in this place - only a small room with a bathroom she had no idea how to use and six bunks.
She entered said bathroom cautiously and explored, almost afraid to press any buttons, but eventually she decided that it was unlikely that any of the buttons in the bathroom blew anything up, and pressed something at random.
The resulting blasts of air in the tiny shower cubicle sent her jerking back in shock, letting out a cry of surprise.
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Being transported so far in both time and space was so surreal that Peggy still felt at times like she was walking in a dream. It seemed there was absolutely zero chance that there was anything familiar here in this 'star'ship, millions of kilometres from anything she knew.
Actually, no. There was one familiar thing - pain, and the hard work that came after destruction. Whether the cause of it was war, or whatever all this was, there were still injured people to comfort, and debris to shift, and since the medical bay was filled to bursting and she wasn't a doctor, Peggy was out shifting debris.
She worked her way down the corridor, gathering pieces of metal onto a sort of hover-board with a handle - convenient, that. If she ever saw Howard again, she thought she might give him a few ideas.
Room 4H- Closed to Martha Jones
After a long hard day, Peggy wanted nothing more but to go to a room where she felt safe and relax - perhaps take a bath. But there didn't seem to be baths available in this place - only a small room with a bathroom she had no idea how to use and six bunks.
She entered said bathroom cautiously and explored, almost afraid to press any buttons, but eventually she decided that it was unlikely that any of the buttons in the bathroom blew anything up, and pressed something at random.
The resulting blasts of air in the tiny shower cubicle sent her jerking back in shock, letting out a cry of surprise.