((Nichole might rival Hu for the position of Cassie. She's a marine bio major (not quite a vet, but still working with animals) who doesn't tend to like violence. Plus, she's the only one so far who's quit for a very Cassie reason. Then again, she's got a bit of Rachel thrown in there with the fascination with guns. She's not quite at the same humor level as Marco, but that's because I haven't had a chance for her to be in a "funny" mood, and I think my humor's much dryer. Though I think she is the geekest here. I also put a lot of myself into her character, because I didn't want a carbon copy of my other character without the Yeerk. Which is why I didn't turn Cole into the "ooh, I luff violence" type.))
Nichole tried to sleep, but it just wasn't coming to her. Her mind was too hyped up to even begin to sleep. A part of her wondered if she should go track down some Star Trek or Stargate Atlantis, but that might induce strange, sci-fi like dreams that shouldn't be repeated in polite and/or male company. So, instead, she rolled over and stared at Kelran. Then looked at Yarin. Emily. Cody.
She rubbed her eyes, groaned, and grabbed her glasses, shoving them on her face. "Do you think if I lay here long enough, I'll actually fall asleep? Or should I just go on a groceries run?" She wasn't hungry, exactly. She just wanted to do something. Anything that might be deemed slightly useful.