Entering from Deck 16, Faye surveyed the upper levels before finding the ladder and quietly making her way downwards to Deck 18. It had an air of efficiency, she had to grant them that and it boded well for the man in charge. If she garnered any strange looks, Faye appeared oblivious though of course she was not. She was, as always and especially on this ship, very acutely aware of everything happening around her- for necessary reasons, of course.

Reaching Deck 18, she didn’t bother climbing to the last rung and simply hung herself off the adder for a moment, before dropping to the deck with a graceful and quiet landing, absorbing the shock through her body.

Her eyes travelled up as she walked forwards to the core and when she raced she guard rail, she looked down as well. It was a pretty awesome view, truth be told, and since she was more than a little engineering inclined, she could appreciated the view others on the ship might take for granted. Resting her arms on the rail, she simply gazed at the warp core, with it’s mixture of gases in their still state that indicated they weren’t going anywhere fast. In fact, they were still at base, of course, but she could imagine in her mind’s eye the pretty view when that thing revved up.

Faye was sure there were more than a confused glance or two her way, especially given that her sciences blue uniform stood out amongst the expected gold of the engineering and operations crew that worked here normally.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist