Get settled in.

Once on board the Massachusetts, you were greeted by the rest of the science division. There were some familiar faces in the crowd from the academy, but the vast majority were completely new.

Emily and yourself decided that you should drop off your luggage in your respective rooms. Luckily for you, being considered a senior officer (even though this was your first assignment), you had a single room all to yourself while the majority of the ship's crew would share a rooms with three or four other crew members. Your quarters were on deck 8 while Emily got the less desirable room on deck 10.

The two of you stopped by your quarters first. It was mostly because Emily wanted to feel what it was like to live your own instead of with roommates that you may or not get along with.

"It's so beautiful! There's even a window to look out of! You know I'm visiting you very often." She said entering the room. She even dropped her bag on the ground like she was staying here permanently.

"I bet you will," you say smiling, "I don't think I could stand living with roommates any longer after four years in the academy." You open up your dresser and start putting away your change of clothes.

"Don't worry. You'll get one. Look at your bed! You can fit three people on it." She jumped on the bed and looked up at you. "Does Astrofleet think you're a slut and you need room for two others?"

You close the drawer with the few clothes you brought with you and turn to Emily. She looked cute and it's been a while since you've had a woman in your bed.

"Well, Emily. I'm not a slut," you say while walking over to your bed and lean over letting your arms support your weight on the bed, "And this is my bed." You push off the give her a playful slap on the butt.

"Just you wait!" She jumped off the bed biting her lower lip with a smile, "When I get my own room on an Astroship, I'll make sure you're not allowed on the same deck."

"Is that a promise?"

"Yeah!" She stood right up to you like a child giving her best threat she knew she wouldn't carry out.

"Sounds like the promise of someone that wants two shifts in a row already."

"You wouldn't!"

"Maybe if you change that promise to inviting me over for dinner in your own room instead of kicking me off the deck."

"Sounds fair, dork."

"That's Chief Science Officer Dork to you."