Radal had been lounging on K-5 for a little before deciding it was time to head off to is first post. The young man of 23, bag slung over his shoulder strolled onto the ship, dress fluttering wonderfully above those fantastic knee length boots. His ‘older’ sister had been appointed the Captain’s Yeoman a little while ago and Randal, or Randy as he was better known because it was a shortening of the name but also a general outlook on life that he held, was to train with her and act as a blended role onboard the ship so that he could use his masters degree hopefully. He smirked as he twirled in the hall, freedoms were abound on a ship when he approached the quarters he was assigned. There was a name already there, ‘Rand Kabil’ and he said to no one in particular, “Ah, home sweet home”. He tapped the panel and entered the room. Finding trademarks of his sister everywhere. “And you thought you got this whole place to yourself didn’t you sis?” He said with a chuckle, pushing the piles off of what was to be his bed and hopped onto it, laying on his back and wondering just how Rand was going to react to him being there.

Randy Kabil