As soon as the shuttle touches down, Vausees’ reaches down and grabs her bag. Lifting it onto her should she exits out of the shuttle and walks towards a group of cadets and civilians that have gathered around a man dressed in grey. As she approaches the group, the man dressed in grey sees her. “Are you here to join Starfleet?” he asks as he holds a PADD out to her.

Taking the PADD, Vausees nods to the man. “Yes, Sir.”

She takes a seat and fills out the forms on the PADD with her basic information. As she finishes the forms, the man in grey walks over and takes her PADD.

“Be at the shipping yard by 0800 hours.” he then hands her a PADD with instructions and directions to where she would be staying. “If you’re late, you will be left behind, and your application will be dropped,” he states to her.

Nodding to him, she picks up her bag and leaves the area. A few minutes later she arrives at the hotel they had instructed her to go to. Vausees walks in and over to the receptionist’s desk.

“Hello, I believe that I have a reservation for me,” she states as she hands over the PADD that was given to her.

The receptionist looks at the PADD as she takes it and then nods. “Ah, a new cadet,” she states. “That will be room 415. Do you need someone to help you with your…” she stops and looks at Vausees. “Oh, nevermind, I see you only have the one bag.” and she hands her back her PADD. “Take the lift to the fourth floor and your room will be halfway down the corridor and on the right.”

Vausees nods and heads to the lift. While she waits for the lift, she’s joined by a young lady.

“Heading to Starfleet?” the woman asks Vausees who turns her head to look at the woman who is looking at her. She nods her head and replies, “You too?”

The woman holds her hand out to Vausees. “Cadet Klair Valdez and you are?” she asks.

Vausees takes Klair’s hand and shakes it. “Cadet Vausees Vax. It’s a pleasure to meet you,“ she states as she releases the woman’s hand.

The lift then opens, and the two women enter. “Floor four,” Vausees announces, which brings a smile to Klair’s lips. Vausees looks at Klair, “Which floor?” she asks her.

“Same floor. I’m in room 410. How about you?” she asks

“415. Right down the corridor, it seems,” Vausees replies.

“Cool. Looks like we’re neighbors.”

“So it seems,” Vausees states as the lift takes them to the fourth floor.

As the doors hiss open on the fourth floor, the women exit out and head down the corridor, idly sharing stories about their childhood and what their favorite things to do. As they approach Klair’s room, they both stop and look at each other.

“Well, if you need anything feels free to come over,” Klair states as she presses a button on the console next to the door which slides open.

Vausees nods and continues down to her room. She presses a button on an identical console next to the door of her room and it opens. Stepping into the room, she speaks out, “Lights,” and the room lights up as the door closes behind her.

The room is spacious, even for her. As she looks around, she sets her bag down at the foot of the bed and heads into the bathroom. Stripping down she steps into the sonic shower and sets it on a high frequency and stands there allowing the shower to soothe her tight muscles. Closing her eyes, she rolls her head in the shower, allowing the day’s stress to fall away. After a few minutes, she steps out of the shower and wraps herself in a towel, and moves towards a mirror that is in the wall near the sink. Looking herself over she drops her towel and inspects herself even further. Satisfied with how she looks, she dresses in a dark green pair of skin-tight pants and a shirt that leaves nothing to imagine, and heads over to Klair’s room.

Stopping in front of her room, Vausees reaches up and presses a button on the console which chirps in Klair’s room.

“Enter,” Klair says as she lies on her on her back on her bed. The door opens and Vausees walks in and sees Klair laying there.

“Oh, excuse me,” Vausees states as she sees this.

“No, please come in,” Klair retorts as she sees its Vausees. “What can I do for you?”, she asks.

Vausees feeling a little embarrassed looks at Klair and states, “I am feeling like we should go out tonight before we become official Cadets in Starfleet,” she states, “You know a final celebration,” Vausees finishes stating as she looks Klair in the eyes.

“You know that’s not a bad idea,” she states as she turns her head to Vausees. “give me a couple of minutes to get dressed and we can take off.” She slips off of the bed and heads to the adjoining bathroom. A few minutes later she steps out of the bathroom and dressed in a black skirt and a white blouse.