The docking bay was not the loveliest part of the ship and William hadn’t expected it to be. He had spent months awaiting this assignment and he was pretty sure there were very little that could really ruin the ship for him. Unless of course it blew up but that would be a very bad day for everyone. William was dressed in a professionally tailored suit and freshly polished black shoes which he was aware made him look like a salesman but it had been too late to change by time he realized. To top it off his wavy blond hair had been freshly cut and styled for the occasion. The Counselor held his bag close to him as he stepped over and around large crates of supplies that were to be handed out to the different departments . There was an unlucky Ensign who was helping to coordinate all the movement in the dock and William gave the young man a bright smile.
“Hello there, I’m Counselor Cunningham. Could you please direct me to towards the lift that would get me to the crew quarters,” William asked his high brow british accent heavy on his tongue.
“To the left, and move along you can see we’re busy today,” the young Ensign barked in reply and William only gave a small nod and then went on his way towards the lift that would take him to his new home for the time being. Not the most warm welcome but on a large and busy ship like this it was about what William expected.