The corridors of the Athena seem to stretch for eternity, especially when you have tiny legs and are the size of a small human child.

Thankfully the turbo lift help with the journey cutting out a lot of climbing and crawling through the much more Sha’ow friendly Jefferies Tubes.

He liked the openness of the corridors but there was something cozy about Jefferies tubes and being that close to the inner workings of a ship or station.

The doors hiss open and the bridge appears before him. He takes a mental notes of where the stations are; Engineering, Tactical, Helm, the Command chairs, science and communication. Not that he’d be anywhere near the bridge for a while, but being prepared is what he does.

He strides as much as he can across the bridge to the COs office.

Ding.

He waits for the invitation to enter.

Ensign Sha’ow
Eng
USS Athena