Looking out over the replica of the Golden Gate Bridge, Dr. Cassie Mason took in a deep breath as she twirled the end of one of her twin braids around her finger. Where to begin. This section of the base might look and feel like San Francisco, but it just wasn’t the same was it.
Squaring her shoulders, Cassie looked down at the PADD in her hands, a map of the area staring back at her. Definitely not the same. She’d promised herself she wouldn’t let her nerves get the best of her. Afterall, adventure was why she’d joined Starfleet. The old her would have taken her time walking to the holod