Funnily enough, it was her first time on a Starbase, at least, her first time spending a long amount of time on a Starbase. She had been on a ship – the USS Zenith – for approximately 4 years, but they rarely stopped at stations unless they needed to restock their supplies for one reason or another (it was a ship plagued with numerous problems after all). Much of the time she spent in Starfleet was spent going from one place to another, zooming through the stars and going where none had ever been before. But, she had transferred off of that ship, and away from that life. The starbase had a good reputation – at least, according to her previous supervisor – and she was looking forward to working under someone a little… less… eccentric (not that she would ever talk like that out loud).
Her new quarters were a little more roomy than what she was expecting, a little more spacious than what she was used to on the Zenith, and she hoped she would be able to make them look the way that she wanted. After all, she had brought decorations with her, numerous decorations that would help her make the space her own, even if she could only really decorate her own side of the room, she would not dare to ruin any relationship she might possibly have with her new roommate (even if she knew that she would probably find some way to do that all on her own, her pension for driving away potential friends was unmatched after all).
The next few hours were spent decorating, however, moving things around so they better suited her, finding a place for the… rather large… tropical plant that reminded her of her home on Risa. There were strings of lights, there was colorful bunting, her collection of makeup was set out in its own little organiser for when she inevitably needed it. Everything was turning out just the way she wanted it to, and that was enough to bring a smile to her face.
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