[ Though she's not particularly psyched to do the work, she's used to daily chores that are even more unsavory; in honesty, she's felt guilty and directionless without a routine. So Thomasin ties her sheet coif on with extra gusto, ties her skirts up so she can be sure kneeling won't dirty her clothes (the space suit can get as filthy as anything, it deserves it) and shows up to the showers on the dot. She falls to her task with a single-minded intensity, scrubbing hard and humming under her breath to pass the time. Once she's very sure they're all done, she showers herself, and only then does she put on her new duds to go to the cafeteria! She's pleased with them, despite the pants, and goes about the rest of her daily doings like a business-casual nun.
Early afternoon finds her in the library, sitting at a table with that same sketchbook from Monday's meeting and writing?? something in it. Maybe she arranged to meet with your character beforehand! Or it's a random encounter, either way.
And, of course, you can find her in the art room later on, still making Mormon underwear. She needs to finish Xander's pants, okay? ]
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Early afternoon finds her in the library, sitting at a table with that same sketchbook from Monday's meeting and writing?? something in it. Maybe she arranged to meet with your character beforehand! Or it's a random encounter, either way.
And, of course, you can find her in the art room later on, still making Mormon underwear. She needs to finish Xander's pants, okay? ]