The first thought that crossed Lt. Prinz Esthers mind as she entered the Observation Lounge was this is not the room I thought it was, but then she mentally shrugged and though it’ll do. She’d been meaning to find the Mess Hall or Crew Lounge and get a drink and maybe something to eat, but here would work just as well. As well versed in ships as she was, part of her ability to find her way around them without needing schematics was plain dumb luck. But she was here now, and it might work out quite well as now she’d get a nice view of the stars while she was here.

Spotting an empty seat near the window, she made her way over too it and sat down, ordering some Tulaberry wine and Hasperat from a passing waitor. She was dressed in a brown Bajoran tunic and pants that suited her frame in a modest but flattering way. While she waited she leaned back in her seat enjoying the buzz of the ship and it’s crew, and watched the passing stars.

Lt. Prinz
CSO