“Deck 12!” Finn exclaimed to himself as he found himself wandering the corridors of the Manhattan’s engineering hull. “They fix the turbolift cars on this deck, and this is where Kreeger assigns me quarters. Heck, I have to go up three decks just to get to the Crew Mess.” He follows along the curvature of the corridor reading off room numbers until he finds his assigned room. ‘1249 Crew Quarters’

“Here is where I will be spending the next three years of my life.” he says before touching the entry button. The door slides open to reveal a small single room. A seating area, with a partial partition to indicate the sleeping area. Doors to a refresher and closet are nearby. There is a small work area against an interior wall, and thankfully, he an economy replicator.

“Typical Starfleet issue. At least I am not sharing a room with someone there is that. If I am going to be ‘entertaining’ I need to brighten this place up.” Looking at his bed he decided to give it a test. Wolf does a backward flop into the single bed and lands with a thud. “Typical paper thin mattress. I might as well be sleeping on a camping cot.”

Crossing to the replicator he checks out the standard interface. Mostly food choices and small household selections. =^= “Computer, where can I have larger items replicated aboard Manhattan?”

=^= “Please state the parameters of your request.” =^=

=^= “Mattress, Single, inter spring, 13 inch height.” =^=

=^= “Items of that size can be replicated using the replicators on Deck 20.” =^=

=^= “Thank you, Computer.” =^=

Really Wolf, you’re going to ride the turbolift to Deck 20. Replicate a real, soft, sturdy mattress for a bed you’re only going to use aboard this ship. Then carry if back through the corridors. It will be like move-in day all over again. Sure…what could go wrong?

Ensign Wolf, Sec JO
USS Manhattan