Celador walked to the holosuite, taking the turbolift down 1 level to do so. He tried to ignore all the stares at as the crew members walked by him. He felt really uncomfortable walking around, looking like a 12 year old version of Alita, with parts of himself and K’Mar thrown in for good measure. His clothes were baggy, He had boobs and other features that were not normal for him. Walking alone was really uncomfortable, add in the stares of everyone and he couldn’t help but shy away from everyone, trying not to snap. To make matters worse, Squared was just enjoying all if it.

‘This is interesting, look at the way we have to adjust our walk.’ Squared commented mentally to Cel.

=^=Deck 7=^= Celador told the computer as he entered the turbolift. A young engineering ensign continued to look oddly at Cel as he got into the turbolift. Celador kept his head down, avoiding the eyes.

‘I’m glad your are amused.’ Celador shot back

‘Did you see the way that man looked at you?’ Squared asked intrigued.

‘Yeah, I am something new and unique.’ Celador replied with anger.

A few moments later the turbolift stopped and Celador approached the Holosuite. Luckily it wasn’t in use. He quickly pulled up a program. He thought about just banging on some drums, but decided to just hide in his trainsets. He hoped that it would keep him mind focuses on trains instead of everything else. He pulled up the saved file on his train set program and after the computer loaded it. He entered into his own hidden world.

-Cel