While the Hathor made its finally docking approach, Siren stone, it's captain over the past 8 months quickly moved about her personal quarters, looking under her mattress, inside a coffee mug she used as a data pen holder and even going as far as to check inside the air vent just above her bed. "Are you serious? Where the frak is it?!"
"I'm sorry captain, but I didn't see a black data stick anywhere when packing your things." A young female ensign tells her, wringing her hands out of worry that it was of personal importance to her captain.
"Didn't I tell you that I would pack my own crap though, Leslie?" She asks looking through her desk drawers for a 3rd time.
"Yes ma'am, you did. But I was ordered by the XO to do so while you finished your paperwork because we were ahead of schedule."
"Remind me to hit that man... OH~! Found it!!" She says, pulling the thin black data stick out from the very back of the drawer. "If I had lost this, I would never forgive myself." The black data stick in question held personal pictures from Sirens past, mainly those of her husband, a few friends from her time with the Rogues and a very special picture that she still had a hard time believing was actually her, yet it was a way that she reminded herself of what she was, and who she used to be. "Right, how long till we...." A sudden shudder ran through the vessel that indicated their docking procedure was complete. "Dock."
After short stop on the bridge to say goodbye to her crew as well as a short argument with her XO over the importance of not ordering someone to go through a girls personal things, the ships captain made her way to the airlock where after a quick sequence of air exchange between the inner and outer airlocks, she steps through, first seeing a guard standing there with a rifle over his back, then a woman she assumed was Rei Ikari, the Captain she was ordered to report to on the Kusinagi.
"Captain Ikari, I presume?" she asks, heaving her large duffle up onto her shoulder with little to no effort, the bag looking rather heavy to be sure. For Siren being such a supposedly important person, she sure didn't look it. While her looks were quite appealing to most men and even a few women, Siren didn't seem to be that impressive. She had short raven hair with deep brown eyes, she wore what looked to be a well kept Liberty Rogue uniform with a few outcast and Junker accents, yet she had the order emblem embroidered on her right upper arm and wore a standard issue Order combat utility harness with completed with an unorthodox side arm that looked to be a short rifle.
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