Airie's excitement had gone away rather quickly when she got near the starship. She realized just how green she really was going to be on the crew; most of them served on at least one other ship and here she was a new graduate right out of the academy.  The confidence that had cloaked her when she left the phone call with her parents had all but disappeared into a thin, dimmed, cloak. She slowed down in her stride as  her negative thoughts began to take over. The pressure was on. Everyone would be counting on her to either succeed or worst, to fail. She was the communications operator, not even a second. It all rested on her. She stopped and took several breaths, it was going to be a huge responsibility for her to shoulder.<br/><br/>By the time Airie got to where she needed to be, she was wearing a frown more than a smile. She was wondering if she should seek a higher up and request a transfer. But of course she knew that if she were to cop out and request a transfer already she would never be able to live it down. There was only one choice for her then, to not fuck things up.  With her new found determination, she tried not to wear the frown so apparently.  She continued on silently taking to herself just to keep calm.<br/><br/>To her surprised she spotted someone she knew.  They weren't the best of friends but he had been enjoyable company. She wondered if he had applied too and if he had and was selected than maybe the Starfleet was trusting and willing to overlook the incident. She felt bad instantly that she allowed herself to go there, but it was a big deal that his parents were afterall sleeper agents. There were rumors that he might have been one too and if so, she knew it would have ended his career. However, it didn't look that way at all at least for now.<br/><br/>"Hey, stranger." She approached Achrul with a soft smile. "I see you made the crew too. I'm glad i know someone."