[center][b][i][color=00aeef]Tomiko Fraser - Floor 5 - Mess Hall[/color][/i][/b][/center]
Leaving Mako behind in the pool changing area Tommie quickly made her way back to her quarters, her undergarments tossed over her arm and only wearing her uniform jumpsuit. For some reason talking about her scar had made the Jamaican want to get out of the showers as quickly as she could and making her way back to her quarters she kept her head down to hide her dark expression from those she passed.

In her room Tommie through the clothing into the laundry basket at the end of her bunk before peeling off her jumpsuit. The fabric was damp from where she'd put it on without even drying herself from the shower first and Tommie quickly fetched a fresh one from her closet, along with clean underwear. Dressing at a more relaxed pace she felt herself calm a little, finding her centre once more in the familiar surroundings of her personal space, before taking a moment to gaze longingly at the picture of her lost partner pinned into the frame of the full-length mirror.

Finally she turned away with a sigh and stepped out of the room. Checking her watch she saw there was still a little time left before the training was due to start and so she turned down the corridor towards the elevator, heading down to the canteen to grab something to eat.