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     Zunite Oswald |
Zunite managed to get back to the surface of Xanadu after her shift, when she should have been sleeping. Something in her had to see what this fourth chamber was, and after seeing the third chamber, she was as curious as ever. That curiosity was short lived however. As Zunite stepped into the fourth chamber her head started to pound. This place was against the Force. Not right in a universal sense. It was truly all she could do to get back out of the fourth chamber without losing what little she had remember to eat... though now that she stopped to think about it - she doubted she had stopped and eaten today - so much the better she supposed. After a few minutes of meditation to calm her mind, and get rid of the splitting headache she got from the fourth chamber, Zunite pulled out a tricorder and a sketch book and pencil and began to concentrate on the machinery of the third chamber. The next morning, when she should have been going into engineering for work, she could still be found sitting cross-legged in front of a machine in the third chamber - sketching and taking readings - totally absorbed in her work and having once again forgotten that she hadn't eaten in at least a day. If it can't be expressed in figures, it is not science; it is opinion. -Robert Heinlein |