Welcome Aboard Cailin had just finished a light lunch when she heard the announcement that the crew of the Avalon were free to begin boarding their new ship. A smile graced her features, as she could imagine a cheer ringing out all over Izar Station from those the message was intended for. By the time she had packed her few belongings and headed for the airlock between the station and the ship, a long line had already formed. It looked like there was someone at the head of the line giving directions---perhaps one of the Ship's Services officers telling everyone where their quarters were. When at last it was her turn at the head of the line, she found out she was right. "Hello, Counselor," the crewman said. "Bet you're glad to be getting on board finally, eh?" Cailin smiled. "I'm certain the entire crew feels that way." "No kidding," said the young man with a grin. He then consulted the padd he held. "Your quarters are on Deck 24, cabin 24-27. And your offices are on Deck 23." Cailin nodded. It made sense for her quarters and her office to be close together. "Thank you, Crewman." "You're welcome, Counselor. And welcome aboard." Walking through the connection tube, Cailin made her way to a turbolift. She knew the umbilical was connected to the saucer section of the ship, and that she had about ten or twelve decks to go down before she reached her office, and another yet before she would get to her quarters. Deciding to stop at her new home first, she took the lift down, and once she found the right cabin, keyed the door open. It was a fair bit larger than the cabin she'd been assigned on the Avalon-B. The living area (which included a small dining area to the right) had to be at least fifteen paces across and twice that in length. Walking to her left, she found, much to her delight, that the bedroom contained a full-size bed rather than a single or twin, and that there was a bedside stand on either side of it. There was a wardrobe built into the wall opposite the door, and another door that led into the bathroom. She was further pleased to see that guests, should she have opportunity to entertain any, would not have to walk through her bedroom to use the facilities, as there was both an entrance from the bedroom and the living room. Cailin peeked out into the living area once more. Set along the corridor wall was a desk, where she could work from her quarters. The furniture was, of course, standard Starfleet-issue, but if this assignment worked out, if luck went her way, it wouldn't look so drab for long. With a sigh, she plopped the duffel up on the bed, opened the wardrobe, and began to unpack. That's when she got the summons. It was from Ketchum. "Counselor Danaan, please report to my ready room at once."