ch'-Saevha hfeh'rhe (Crews Quarters)

[galan]

A place to relax and carry out personal business.

[Veralen Sahen]

She walked off the Romulan Transport, carrying her duffel bag. She handed her padd containing her orders to the security guard. After reading them briefly, he looked her up and down, then smiled.

"You ship is docked at docking area Alpha 3. Would you like some help with those bags."

With a raised eyebrow she shook her head. "You are on duty, you need to maintain you post and not worry about others finding their way. Good day"

As she walked to the ship she noticed quite a few looking at her. She wasn't surprised, after all she was a new officer, but add to that Romulan and there will be stares.

After passing another security check point she reached the D Class and smiled. To be assigned to the D Class was an honor for her. Her step took a lift to it as she allowed the pride to swell in her chest. She would not fail the trust shown to her.

She entered the ship, knowing she should be subdued, however the entire experience caught her off guard. Resulting in not being able to contain her smile.

She went directly to the quartermaster and received her quarters, along with the other things she would need. She left, took the Transporter Tube to deck 3 aft room 298S. Walking down the corridor she nodded at the few officers searching for their quarters.

When she reached them she put in her access code and opened the door with the familiar hiss. She gasped as she looked inside the room. It was more spacious and nicer then she expected.

She immediately put her things away and then left her quarters to report in to the Riov since she had met her direct department head. He told her that since she was bridge crew he would to like to see her. After that she promised herself a tour of this wonderful ship that was the pride of the Empire.

[Arrian Vrih Hwersuil]

He walked down the corridors of the starbase, heading towards the airlock to the RSE Dhivael. He could not be none to happier to finally be assigned to one of the best Romulan ships that were out there in the Romulan Empire. Just received his orders to become Etrehafwe’saehne (CENG) to the ship. He has been studying over the specs of the class of ship that RSE Dhivael so happened to be. He wanted to make sure that he learned the layout down pat before coming onto the ship to continue to check out engineering for the first time. Being the youngest of four children, it was quite an accomplishment for himself.

Vrih made his way to the airlock, looked over at the Dheno’saehne (security officer) and would give him his PADD with his orders on them. The Dheno’saehne looked over his orders and then hands him his PADD back. Vrih would be needing it to hand it over to the Riov (commanding officer). He took it back, giving the Dheno’saehne a nod and then walked through the airlock. Stepped through the airlock and onto the ship. He gradually looked left and to his right of the corridor on the ship. Gave a smirk that he finally arrived.

He moved forward to his right and walked down the corridor, making his way towards where the quartermaster was located. Came up to where the quartermaster was at, gave her his identification of who he was and received his assigned quarters. Turned and left the quartermaster, making his way towards the transport tube that was at the end of the corridor. He entered into the transport tube and ordered out the deck he needed to go. Not even a moments notice, he would arrive at the deck and stepped out of the transport tube. He walked down the corridor and makes his way towards his quarters.

Vrih would step in front of the doors to his quarters, punched in the codes for the doors to open and walked inside. He looked his quarters over before going over towards where his bed was located. Placed his bags down and would begin to unpack everything out of his bags. Putting them away where they belong. After putting things away, he would exit his quarters, still keeping the PADD with his orders in his hand.

[tmeryl]

T'meryl stood before the duty officer. "Permission to come aboard" she said as she handed him the PADD with her orders.

The Duty Officer looked at the PADD with suspicion. "Science Officer? On this ship?" he asked.

T'meryl returned his gaze coolly. "Yes, that is what the order state. May I come aboard?"

The Duty Officer handed the PADD back to her. "Enter" He said.

She carried her bags to the quarter master, received her room assignment, and went to settle in her new quarters. As she unpacked her bags, she found her meditation candle and placed it on the dresser. She knew that she had to go meet the Captain, or Riov, as the Rihannsu called him, but she paused a minute. She lit the candle, closed her eyes, then started her breathing. For a few minutes, she let the calm enter her. She opened her eyes, blew out the candle and left the room to face the Riov.

[lexikaine]

She stepped off the Romulan troop transport carrying her duffel bag and headed for the security check point. Once there she handed the Guard her PADD. He looked at her and raised a brow.

""Your ship is at docking area Alpha 3. Better hurry they are leaving soon."

She nods." khnai'ra (thank you) rekkhai" (Sir or Ma'am)

She reached the D Class and looked at it wondering how someone of her inexperience got posted to such a ship. She walked threw the main gangway that lead to the Ship's docking port. Once aboard she headed for the quartermaster office and received her quarters, and other gear she may need.

Once she got to her quarters she put her things away and then left her room to check in with the Riov. She took the transporter tube to the bridge.

[Arrian Vrih Hwersuil]

He walked into his quarters, placing his engineering PADD on his desk. His mind was filled of things that have perspired during his first shift on the RSE Dhivael. Somewhat subdued after meeting few of his fellow officers a bit more. He found that it was more intriguing to be among other Romulans than being around non Romulans. There was a book that he brought along with him, a book of different Romulan essays written by Romulans a few centuries back. Along with a small puzzle like cube that forces one’s mind to find the solution to get the same images in each side. There were plenty of numerical puzzles he also enjoyed to do on occasion before retiring to his bed.

Vrih changes into his night time clothing and would retire to a chair with the numerical puzzle and pencil in his hand. He looks at the different boxes within the boxes, putting the numbers from 1 through 9 in each individual boxes. Sometime has passed when his eyes started to feel heavy. He placed the puzzle and pencil down on a small table next to the chair and gotten up, making his way towards his bed. Pulling back the covers and climbed into his bed. He pulled the covers over him and closed his eyes, starting to drift off to sleep.

[Veralen Sahen]

After leaving sickbay, she went directly to her quarters. As she entered them she looked around the room and then walked to her duffel bag and took out the holo-images of her family. She smiled as she looked at them.

Before joining the Dhivael she got to see them. The visit as usual, was too short. Her eneh (father) asked her what she intended to do next urhik (spring) when her serona was completed.

Her eneh reminded her of the great honor she was given, to be in the newly founded alliance fleet. And how that reflected, on the house and family. He said no more, but it was more then enough. Before leaving, she signed her re-enlistment. If all went well this would be her home for the next 5 and half years.

After telling them what she did they smiled and hugged her. But what she did was not special, any Rihannsu would do the same. She knew her place in the family, what was expected, and with this new honor, how that would benefit them and her. However, the greatest sense of self satisfaction was in knowing, how this simple decision brought so much pride and honor, and meant so much to them.

She went to bed and slept soundly, rising early the next morning. She ate by herself in her quarters, then meditated before starting the day. She was truly at peace.

She left her quarters to take a walk and familiarize herself more with the ship.

OOC: Explaination of what a Serona is. Its 5 years of mandatory military service required of every citizen. She attended the War college equivalent of StarFLeet Academy After she completed the four years of study she was sent to a starship, to serve under a mentor for one year, where she was expected to fulfill the duties of an officer. She completed that year successfully and the serona began. She is now at the end of her serona.

[galan]

Entering his quarters he looks around at the spartan furnishings. This had been his home now for 4 years. The Dhivael had seen a lot since he had taken command. Stormbird was certainly an appropriate name for her. Now, after years of war his mission was to take Dhivael and a diversified crew toward peace.

Quickly showering he puts on a new tunic, one that shows the honors bestowed upon him by the Empire. As he finishes dressing his intercom chimes.

"Ie," he answers.

"Riov, i pinhere-a hel i USS New York khir." (The guests from the New York are here).

"Rhuissa. Aefhve Riov Radaik vr'arhem u' nodaire lloannher ssiun i lounge. Hrrau arham latas."
(Excellent. Welcome Riov Radaik for me and guide them to the lounge. On my way.)

"Ie, Rekkhai."

[Arrian Vrih Hwersuil]

He was soundly sleeping in his bed when the computer woke him up. Slowly sat up in his bed and stretched a bit, popping his neck. He took in a deep breath and exhaled as he stood up. It was a little bit early for him to get up, but he wanted to head over to sickbay before his duty shift started. He never leaves his quarters without wearing his uniform instead of wearing some offduty clothing. Took his uniform out and sits it aside as he heads over to his bathroom to take a quick shower. Ten minutes has passed and he was threw taking a shower, comming out of his bathroom and gotten into his uniform.

Once changed into his uniform, Vrih exited out of his quarters and makes his way to the sickbay. He would assume that there will be more people in the lounge and would go by there before his shift starts. Since it is still early, he would wait a bit later to stop by sickbay.

[Lyretha t'Stellam]

Erein Lyretha t'Stellam wore a grim expression as she walked quickly down the corridors that would lead her to the Quartermaster. Those few crew that she passed, she acknowledged only in the briefest manner.
Dhivael's Daise'Dheno (Chief of Security). She should be proud and honored to serve here. What should have been did not match the actuality. She would carry this assignment through as she would any other, to the best of her ability, but it was her own opinion that a warbird serving in the lloannen'galae was doomed to fail. She did not know why her own people had allowed this though felt certain that the lloann'mhrael planned to use it in some manner to subjugate the Empire through their diplomacy as they had tried to do so many times in the past. She would maintain her position and she would wait until the Empire's true motives were revealed.
She received her quarters assignment, nodded her acknowledgment of the "Welcome aboard." the Quartermaster gave her and made her way as quickly as possible toward the sanctuary of the room. The door slid open to reveal a spacious and well-appointed area. She held back a grimace of distaste. She would have most of the furniture removed later.
She had been informed that Riov Cretak was at dinner and she could join him and the other officers there if she wished. She considered this as she put away her uniforms and few personal items. Though her preference was to dine alone, this was an opportunity to begin learning about the other personnel aboard and particularly of the Riov himself. She wanted to know why he was here. Was it service alone or were there other, more personal reasons?

[H'daen tr'Kayton]

Erein H’dean tr’Kayton walked down the corridors showing no emotion on his face as he headed to the Quartermaster. He acknowledged a few crewmembers he passed with a slight nod of his head.
FPCO (Fighter Pilot CO). He is proud and honored to serve here. As he Lives and Dies for the Empire, The Empire is all that Matters to him. He will carry this assignment through as he would any other, having severed on several warbirds in his career but this one is different he serves a Warbird that has lloannen'galae members. He fought along sided the lloann’mhrael in the Dominion War but still has no trust of them.
He received his quarter’s assignment, nodded in acknowledgment of the "Welcome aboard." the Quartermaster gives and makes his way to his room. In the Launch Bay he looks at the Scorpion Fighters, picking out one he likes the best he sees a Fighter Engineer
"Mark this on for me!" He orders the engineers looks up and salutes "ie Rekkhai" he says H’dean acknowledges his actions has he heads to his quarters. The door slid open to reveal a Ready Room the door at the bottom enters the Pilots Quarter’s and the door at the top enters his quarters he heads to the top door. The door slides open to his quarters he then enters. The room has a desk, chair, replicate, and bed, at the top of the room an opening to his private bath. He places his things around his room before sitting down at his desk and looks over his crew roster.
AS he turns of his computer and take one last look around, A side from the lloannen'galae I will enjoy this assignment, he says to him self then stands up and straitens his uniform and heads for the Lhil to get something to eat.
This will give him a chance to meet other Members of the crew maybe even Riov Cretak before Alpha shift starts up.

[Veralen Sahen]

After she walked out of the Kholar-a rhe (Elements Room), she found herself wide awake. She shook her head slightly, Veralen this is getting ridiculous. You don't wake up when it is time to go to sleep.

She walked into her quarters, took a hot shower. Then got a cup of yhi'lyo (a calming tea, often used to aid in sleeplessness). She got a book by a popular author, Aerv Ehhelih, it was a work romantic fiction. Not the kind she normally read by the romantic fiction has a tendency to bore her. She hoped between the boredom of the book and the calming effect of the tea, sleep would no longer elude her.

She looked forward to her first full day of duty. It had been slow since they were waiting on some personnel to arrive. Thirty minutes later, she was ready to go sleep. Getting up she went to her bed and fell asleep within minutes.

[Arrian Vrih Hwersuil]

Vrih walked into his ch'-Saevha hfeh'rhe (Crews Quarters). "Computer, lights on.", he said while he made his way into his bedroom. He would begin to rearrange his room the way he would like it. Putting away his clothing and other objects and items he brought with him on board. He came out of his bedroom, carrying a Khariat, a game like the Earth game called 'Jenga'. It was one of the many games he enjoyed. A good one to use about his friends and fellow crewmembers. He would place it on a small table in the center of the living area, a few chairs surrounding the small table.

Vrih would not play the game tonight, he was already tired and wanted to sleep. He will have a long day in front of him tomorrow and wished to have plenty of rest before it began. He would go to his bathroom to clean up and take a shower for the night. Taking a hot shower always made him even more sleepier. That is why he always takes a hot shower at night, instead of in the mornings.

After taking a shower and drying off, he came out of his bathroom and was already dressed in night clothing. He walked over to his bed, pulling back the sheets and gets into bed. Pulled the sheets over him. "Computer, lights off.", he would say as he closed his eyes and then begin to sleep.

[Lyretha t'Stellam]

Back in her quarters, t'Stellam manually activated her console and watched it flicker to life. The Dhivael was only her second permanent assignment. Her first had been cut short when her former ship had been destroyed. Instead of dying along with the rest of the officers and crew, she had been the sole participant in a covert planetary reconnaissance mission. Her mission had taken her offship just before the arrival of several klivam ships, and though she had been eventually acquitted of having had any part in or knowledge of their actions, she had been suspended for the duration on the investigation and then given limited duty status while assigned to Galae administration.
In truth, t'Stellam had believed that she would never be given another shipboard position and that her career would end in obscurity, deep in Galae's archives, Someone however had dictated otherwise. It might have been that the Elements had favored her or just political expediency. In either case here she was.
t'Stellam called up the files for the Oira officers and for the Maenek. It seemed that most of them had been assigned recently but there was no other pattern discernible. A check on her own status revealed that she had in fact been added to the system the day before. At least in it's record keeping, the Dhivael was quite efficient.
She scanned the ship's layouts and attempted to access more secure files but was denied. This was expected. Provided that the Lieh accepted her service, she would be granted a higher clearance level. Until then, there was little to do but wait.

[Veralen Sahen]

She was sleeping soundly for the first time since she left ch'Rihan. The computer woke her and she sat on the edge of the bed. Stretching, she yawned and sat there for a few minutes. This was to be her first full day at her station. She was slightly anxious and wanted to impress those whom she needed to.

She got up, turned and made her bed, then got into the shower. She dressed and thought about the coming duty shift, wondering if they would be leaving today.

She took out the mat and mediated for to calm her growing anxiety. The focus needed for this, worked as it always did. Following this she ate, then left her quarters, for the Oira. Nodding to a few of the crew on her way she began to feel at home.

She waited for the turbo tube, when it opened with the hiss of the doors she walked in, then turned.

"Awaenndraev Oria." (computer bridge)