Snippet #2578743

Catherine, the newfound doctor of Moonsetter Circus, had woken to a face full of sunlight this morning. So either she'd forgotten to completely shut her curtains, or someone had inched them open. Well, either way, she felt happy enough, walking down the halls and quietly greeting those she passed. Her jeans were long enough that her heel stepped on them, and her tank top left her arms bare except for the thin, blue gloves she donned. It was odd for her to have as much skin showing but her cardigans were all being washed and she wanted to wear something light.

As she entered the dining room she knew she wasn't hungry, but she'd have to have at least something, and she settled on a coffee... with lots of cream and sugar. For a doctor she really wasn't the healthiest eater, but it wasn't as if she naturally got sick. She could get injured, poisoned, have an illness purposely given to her and she'd have to get someone else's help as she couldn't help herself, but she couldn't naturally get sick. She pondered this, as she had many times, and prepared her coffee one of the ways she liked it, sweet and creamy. She stood there as she waited for it to finish, an almost dazed look as her eyes wandered to nowhere and her thoughts went with them. The air felt abuss wth many things. Excitement. Worry. Glee. And a bit of... something else.