This is the fourth section of the second chapter of Sonnets from a Proton. The novel starts here.
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The next day Malka wasn’t feeling much more settled in, but her alarm had gone off and she always struggled in a new environment until she had got into a new routine; changing time zones hadn`t really helped. As quick as she could she dressed into her old uniform and headed out. She may not have been issued her new one yet but she reasoned that she could at least try.
The mess was not really what she expected, the only thing it resembled to her was some sort of food court at a shopping centre. Maybe that’s what this used to be, the base had been built in the abandoned parts of this city. Well that was a bit generous on the city, the whole thing had been left abandoned at the great exodus.
She looked around the mess to try and see who would be her workmates, her subordinates, her commanders? No-one looked to particularly stand out except her. Well that was probably for the best, friendship could wait, best to work out what was going on here first.
‘meet up with some people and then come and see me’ Gwen had said. Well that was unlikely. She finished her breakfast and headed to find Gwen’s office.