Sienna awoke to find herself back in her own cabin. Rolling onto her side proved to be a mistake. She was sore, but wonderfully sore. She was still wearing her uniform, but Tolo had not fastened it back up when he brought her here and slid her underneath the covers.
Brushing back the coverlet, her skin reacted to the chilly air. She huddled for a moment, then hastily redressed. Something felt different, but it wasn’t until she placed her booted feet to the floor that she knew what had alerted her.
Vibrations from the ship’s engines.
They had left Tartulan Base.
She grimaced as she stood. She was sore. Worse, she felt sticky. She could take a quick shower, but putting the uniform back on was a no-go.
“Gorma, can you dial me up a new uniform?”
“I can have it ready for you in three minu
