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Out of all the locations on the ship, the sensoriums were quite possibly one of Gwen's favorite locations. While the hanger bay and vehicle garage were nice it was the only spot that could take a person away from the harsh realities of what was going on around them be it from nightmares to just awakening on the ship. Plus the fact that the woman had all but dragged a certain Colonel along behind her after he had dragged her to medical seemed to help it being a safe haven. While most people could deal with doctors and all the shiny things they used, Gwen was of the sort that had a moment of flail at the simple mention of medical. Thank her time as a POW for that one which meant there was only a slight chance that, eventually, the woman would forgive Tycho for it. Slim, slim chance to a small degree.

With her hands shoved deep in to the pockets of her brown coat she gave the older man a little frown of a pout once inside of the empty room. "You are so incorrigible you know. That was th' most creepyfinin' thing I've been through in my entire life. Next time you get t' be the guinea pig." Of course a smile was soon creeping back across the red head's face before she took back to walking the space around them. "So where to first? Sunny beaches of some distant planet? Floatin' down a river on a couple old tire tubes?"

There had been a promise of showing off homeworlds, well, at least in Tycho's 'verse that was. She didn't mind showing him Verbena if he wanted to see something from her 'verse or even show him somewhere else. Not a single world where she came from was alike having been built from scratch. "And no more visits t' any medical bays in here mind. Might have t' teach you thing or two about a good old fashioned whoopin'."

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"Baby chicks?" Tycho shook his head and smiled. "Never mind." He didn't know what they were, but he got her general point.

Tycho smiled down at Gwen as he was tugged along. "I'd love to try something from your world." He paused, waiting for her to re-direct the sensoriums.

Gwen blinked at that. "Yeah. Little doodles. Ain't you got no chickens where you're from?" Oh goodness gracious! She was going to have to teach him all about farm life wasn't she? "You ever been on a horse?" If the answer was what she thought it would be, then she was defiantly going to have to teach him a thing or two.

There were many places she could take him to. The Core where it was more populated, smaller worlds that grew their own kinds of food, or Verbena. Her little section of Verbena had been countryish with the foods a mix of Irish, Scottish, and the Chinese style that was half the way of life. She'd settle for there for now, a small taste of what life was before the War and all.

Instantly the world changed (http://www.rogersville-tn.com/images/gallery_christmas_01.jpg) around them. Buildings in brick sprang up about them where the move flowing life of the waterworld had been. The sounds and smells changed as well with no more salty sea air but to fresh, summer air that held the hint of fresh cut hay and flowers in bloom. All the buildings lined the sides of the dirt street where people on horses, wagons, or ATVs went about their business. Every other street post was a spot for a flag, where the green field, bars, and star of the Independents flew in the cool breeze that swept through. Electricity was something that still hadn't made it to her little town by the time she had gone off to war. The capital and the surrounding towns had it, but that was it.

Tugging at Tycho's hand again the younger woman was moving quite possibly before he could get adjusted to the change. One of the larger buildings (http://www.halespringsinn.com/) outside of what had to be a church or a court house stood by its self away from the closer spaced buildings. A finely painted sign hung to where the passersby could see what it was. The Hale Spring Inn. "Come on. We'll start you out easy then work up to the Core finds."

"No, no chickens." Tycho is amused. He cocks his head at her next question. "Horse? I'm afraid I'm not familiar with that animal."

Suddenly they were on another world, and the sweet summer air, with the smell of cut hay and flowers, brought a painful wave of memories to him of home. It was not quite the same, the primitive dirt roads and the beasts of burden in the street, but the feel of it was very like the small cities in the rolling farmlands that dominated most of Adleraan's geography. There was enough differences though, for Tycho to not get overwhelmed with the feel of it. Instead he shook his head to clear it, and focused on Gwen.

The young woman was smiling, tugging him along, and Tycho had to grin back as he followed obligingly. He glanced at the sign of the building as they approached, and then she was drawing him forward, through the door ...

There was always a party going on inside the Hale Springs Inn. Always there was a couple of people gathered around a corner playing music on their lunch breaks or for performances during the night. It was traditional Earth-that-was music though with the modern flares and twists time brought to it. Most said it was from a place called Ireland or Scotland but, eh, they were just words to the red head. She had always associated it with Verbena as a whole. Not a dead planet.

It was a comfortable warm inside the inn thanks to the large kitchen in the back that was always busy. Smells of spice and herbs lingered in the air along with the smokey tinge that made up the common room. Gwen gave Tycho's hand another reassuring squeeze as she weaved their way through the room toward a table near the back. Old habits died hard- it put them in prime position of two exits from the front to the back door in the kitchen. Plenty of room to put space between anyone that.. wouldn't be coming through that door. "Mister O'Connell ran this place before I was even born. Good people, him and his wife..."

Tycho followed her lead across the inn, giving her hand a squeeze back. He had been in plenty of dives across the universe where you had to watch your back with blaster drawn, and this was not one of those. Instead he took everything in with warm interest."Hmm," he agreed. "A little piece of home ..."

They settled at the table Gwen had chosen, Tycho's eyes also automatically checking for the exits. When Gwen caught him doing it, he laughed. "Sorry, old habits die hard. Now then, are we going to have some local cuisine? I'm afraid I'm dependent on you to order ..."

"Yeah look who's talking." A blush grew on the younger woman's cheeks as she admitted to the habit herself. To long being on the front where you had to watch yourself was all she had to say. Once one of the servers was over the thought was quickly passed out of her mind. "Two brandies, local brew. And we want two orders of the sesame chicken with white rice."

Green eyes flickered to Tycho, sizing him up a little before looking back at the server. "And two large slices of the strawberry cobbler." Oh yes. It was just a sampling, but it was a typical meal for the woman. Well... somewhat typical. "Oh! Also- forks and chopsticks, please." When the woman had nodded and moved off to place the order with the kitchen, Gwen settled back in her seat tapping a few fingers in time along with the music that was being played. "This is how I remember it before we all got shipped off t' basic. Been meaning t' ask Stacy to show me what it's like now... but I gotta admit. It's one of the major things I'm afraid of."

Tycho listened as she gave their order, but it didn't mean anything to him. He would find out what it was when the food arrived.

"So you haven't been back here in a while?" he asked carefully in response to her next words. He didn't want to push if he was bringing up something uncomfortable, but he was curious.

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