bones ad libitum

MedBay, Sweet Medbay

The constant beeps and blips of medical equipment and the white washed walls of Sick Bay were Nola’s first wake up greeting as she peeked open her eyes. She grimaced, sliding her eyes back shut and swallowing against the feeling of dry mouth. Adjusting herself under the covers she tapped her heels together, muttering under her breath, “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home.” She knew it was useless with the injuries she’d sustained, but as attractive as the CMO was she wasn’t very fond of the fabulous and original decor.