Chandel hugged her mother Kristen tightly as the two stood at the airlock of the Archimedes. The Archimedes was the freighter owned by both her parents though just her mother now since her father, Raul had died suddenly.
“Dis is yer time now, cher.” Kristen said in her Cajun accent that Chandel had mostly lost while attending Starfleet. She let go of the hug and held Chandel’s hands. “Yer fader would be so proud of ya and so sad that ya put yer career on ‘old for me and de Archimedes. But dis yer time now. I don’t want you to worry about me or ‘er. Promise me!” Her mother demanded.
“I promise, Maman. I will.” Chandel said as she hugged her mother again quickly before picking up her satchel, turned and disappeared into the bowels of the station. She had been given quarters here until the Sentinal showed up.

Ensign Chandel