81st Ashan 717
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It had been some time since Faith had agreed to work with Professor Til'na. He had wanted her to be his student, him to be her mentor, but his area of expertise was not what she wanted. It would have been prestigious, it would have been easier, she knew both of those things, but Faith had no interest in prestige and she was not concerned with easy. So, she had refused his mentorship for her Charter, but had agreed to work with him on the effects of sub-zero temperatures on flesh.
For him, it was about field medicine. For her, it was about surgery but the University had been pleased that one of their students was working with a professor of such stature and so Faith had been told by Professor Carter that she was able to go to his office and spend the trial with him.
Where she had seen him for maybe ten bits. During that time he had given her a pile of reading to do and told her that he expected it done, with notes and questions prepared by the time they left for Ishallr on the 91st. They were going to spend a trial there, as it was the coldest place in Scalvoris. Faith was happy to do so, it would be part of her contribution to the expedition Padraig had been on earlier in the season. Once her trial with Professor Til'na was done, she was going to spend two further trials mapping a particular cavern in detail. Faith didn't know the details, but that was fine. She didn't have to.
So, she had the pile of papers to read which Professor Til'na had given her and a deadline by which to have read them, made notes on them and the prepared questions. That was a full time job in itself, she considered, looking at the pile and she smiled ironically as she considered that it was a good job she didn't have work and study and family commitments too. Except, of course, she did. Still, it was an opportunity and she would make it work. If it meant that she had to get up when she first woke and revert back to sleeping four breaks a night for a few trials, Padraig would understand, she knew. More than that, he'd support her every way he could.
Sometimes, even after this time, nearly half an arc, she worried that she was going to wake up and it was all going to be a dream.
Though the pile of parchments brought her back to the real world and she considered with a smile that if she did not get started, she would never get finished.
For him, it was about field medicine. For her, it was about surgery but the University had been pleased that one of their students was working with a professor of such stature and so Faith had been told by Professor Carter that she was able to go to his office and spend the trial with him.
Where she had seen him for maybe ten bits. During that time he had given her a pile of reading to do and told her that he expected it done, with notes and questions prepared by the time they left for Ishallr on the 91st. They were going to spend a trial there, as it was the coldest place in Scalvoris. Faith was happy to do so, it would be part of her contribution to the expedition Padraig had been on earlier in the season. Once her trial with Professor Til'na was done, she was going to spend two further trials mapping a particular cavern in detail. Faith didn't know the details, but that was fine. She didn't have to.
So, she had the pile of papers to read which Professor Til'na had given her and a deadline by which to have read them, made notes on them and the prepared questions. That was a full time job in itself, she considered, looking at the pile and she smiled ironically as she considered that it was a good job she didn't have work and study and family commitments too. Except, of course, she did. Still, it was an opportunity and she would make it work. If it meant that she had to get up when she first woke and revert back to sleeping four breaks a night for a few trials, Padraig would understand, she knew. More than that, he'd support her every way he could.
Sometimes, even after this time, nearly half an arc, she worried that she was going to wake up and it was all going to be a dream.
Though the pile of parchments brought her back to the real world and she considered with a smile that if she did not get started, she would never get finished.