As a recent college graduate, her second time around, Kuisnut was more than eager to stretch her wings and get back out into the stars. For awhile, she was confined to the halls of University, studying law and its brilliant array of perplexing colours. While it was all quite fascinating, the vision of space had never left her mind. For, once you got a taste of something so decadent– so thrilling, it was hard to shake its lingering tinge from the wanderlust tongue. Although, her companion aboard the shuttle did not seem nearly as thrilled as she had.

Shaking away her failed attempts at conversation with the truly insufferable Klingon woman, Kusinut stepped away from the Shuttlecraft, nearly run over by an engineer rushing past her. Briefly frazzled, she took a step back, adjusting the kit upon her shoulder. “Okay..” She mumbled to herself, venturing towards the doors of the shuttlebay, where she hoped to relieve herself of this mess before she got herself tangled up within it. Catching a glimpse of the door, she grinned, pushing through the few people, trying to get there as quickly as possible. For as soon as she cleared that deck, she knew it was smooth sailing.

Slipping beyond the distinctive hiss of the departing doors, she stifled a soft sigh, running her hand through her dark hair. Glancing about, she tried to make sense of the halls spreading long before her. Having come from the Memorial prior, this sure was a step up in terms of layout and class. The McCoy was new to her, but she suspected it would be just as amusing to learn as the Memorial had been. For right now, though, she was more concerned about locating her quarters.. wherever they were.

Lt. Sutalo