Some time in May, 2321
Da San City, Ganymede, Sol System
Bach Ha awoke to an alarm, vibrations emanating from her wrist console. She groaned quietly, lazily sitting up from her bed. The woman was of Asian decent, tall and thin but lean and muscular as well, sporting short black hair. She was somewhere in her late twenties, early thirties, but the rest of humanity's insistence to stick to Earth years and days for everything made intuitive tracking difficult for someone born offworld like herself. Last she checked her digital record she was 900 million something seconds old. Bach turned around, finding her partner besides her, her head burried into the pillow. Vi Mik Vo, they met in upper university and have been inseperable since. Bach smiled, giving Vi Mik a small kiss on the temple, who murmured and buried her head even further. She was still in her night hours.
The woman quietly left their little closet bedroom, and washed herself in their little closet bathroom, using a damp cloth for her skin while using up a tenth of her daily water rations to wet and clean her hair. Once she got dressed in her corporate jumpsuit, she squeezed down a tube of protein paste, storing one in a pocket, clipping her whole day's water supply in a bulb to her belt. Making sure her datapad was velcroed onto her suit as well, she left the small apartment. Between the common area, the bathroom, and bedroom, the whole footprint was no larger than that of a bedroom on Earth, but it had spin gravity, which was above average living standards for folks in Da San, and Bach was perfectly content with that.
The centrifuge apartment complex, like other living spaces in Da San city, was buried beneath Ganymede's surface, connected halfway between the old tube colonies at the center, and the more luxurious centrifuge habitats outward. Bach used an elevator to climb along one of the spokes of the complex ring, reorienting her sense of gravity down towards the moon's core, then climbed up along the inner walls of the axel. She could've used a second elevator, but she needed the exercise. She finally found herself in the sprawling tube network that formed the foundation of Da San's infrastructure, waiting for a rail shuttle to take her to the central space ports.
Da San City, Ganymede, Sol System
Bach Ha awoke to an alarm, vibrations emanating from her wrist console. She groaned quietly, lazily sitting up from her bed. The woman was of Asian decent, tall and thin but lean and muscular as well, sporting short black hair. She was somewhere in her late twenties, early thirties, but the rest of humanity's insistence to stick to Earth years and days for everything made intuitive tracking difficult for someone born offworld like herself. Last she checked her digital record she was 900 million something seconds old. Bach turned around, finding her partner besides her, her head burried into the pillow. Vi Mik Vo, they met in upper university and have been inseperable since. Bach smiled, giving Vi Mik a small kiss on the temple, who murmured and buried her head even further. She was still in her night hours.
The woman quietly left their little closet bedroom, and washed herself in their little closet bathroom, using a damp cloth for her skin while using up a tenth of her daily water rations to wet and clean her hair. Once she got dressed in her corporate jumpsuit, she squeezed down a tube of protein paste, storing one in a pocket, clipping her whole day's water supply in a bulb to her belt. Making sure her datapad was velcroed onto her suit as well, she left the small apartment. Between the common area, the bathroom, and bedroom, the whole footprint was no larger than that of a bedroom on Earth, but it had spin gravity, which was above average living standards for folks in Da San, and Bach was perfectly content with that.
The centrifuge apartment complex, like other living spaces in Da San city, was buried beneath Ganymede's surface, connected halfway between the old tube colonies at the center, and the more luxurious centrifuge habitats outward. Bach used an elevator to climb along one of the spokes of the complex ring, reorienting her sense of gravity down towards the moon's core, then climbed up along the inner walls of the axel. She could've used a second elevator, but she needed the exercise. She finally found herself in the sprawling tube network that formed the foundation of Da San's infrastructure, waiting for a rail shuttle to take her to the central space ports.
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