"<Dren.>"<br/><br/>The Nekan hadn't moved. He was sitting on an office chair pulled up to a large table in the middle of his new lab, but he had passed out from exhaustion, his hands still holding a micro screwdriver and thermal wielder. His head laid on a pile of data pads he had stacked to his left, now a crude pillow.<br/><br/>"<DREN!>" Yuri yelled. There was a snort and Dren straightened up sharply, drool staining his fur around his mouth.<br/><br/>"<What?>" he muttered groggily, "<Ah crap. I fell asleep again.>"<br/><br/>"<Look, I'm respecting your privacy here and not pestering you about what you're making here, but for you to obsess over it like this isn't healthy. You've been shut up in this small dirty room for two days now. This workbench isn't a bed, Dren.>" she scolded. Dren stretched and stood up, slinking over to the replicator where he jabbed a few buttons, then a metal, covered mug appeared in the receptacle.<br/><br/>"<No but this Coffee stuff is helping with that.>" he said, bringing it back to the bench. Rubbing his eyes, he picked up his tools and continued to work, only having to stop a moment later and check his notes on the top most pad in his pile, unsure of where he left off.<br/><br/>"<Dren, take a break. Whatever you're making here isn't a priority. Go for a walk around the ship or something. Go to your quarters even and take a real nap!>" She exclaimed. Dren glanced at her, then back to his work, finally sighing in the end and putting down his tools.<br/><br/>"<Fine.>" he said, "<You are right. Again. I haven't done any training lately.>"<br/><br/>"<That's not what I mean, Dren. Doing training isn't taking a break. It's more work!>" she exclaimed as Dren threw his jacket around his shoulders.<br/><br/>The bright lights of the Mech bay blinded him for a moment then he opened the hatch to the Paladin to gather a small black box with a handle on top before continuing on across the bay, the hatch closing behind him.<br/><br/>The door to his quarters slid open and he stepped inside. He gazed around at the bare walls, and the empty tables. He hadn't done anything to move in yet and perhaps now was the time to do it. He wasn't sure why he had been putting this off for so long.<br/><br/>Setting the box on the table, he lowered the handle, and pressed a button on the side. The table lit up as flashed appeared in several places, depositing various objects that were stored in the signature buffers of the transport device, enough to fill nearly four suitcases, all in individual storage containers. The first of which he quickly popped open and pulled out several long rod shaped devices, with lights on the end.<br/><br/>Grabbing a chair he dragged it over to the corner and began attaching the rods vertically in the corners of the room, and horizontally along the ceiling in the middle of the room. It took him near an hour to set these up around his quarters, then finally he attached a glowing dome to the wall near the door. Placing his palm on the orb, he tapped the glass in various locations as if typing a code, then the rods around the room activated, configured, then the rods began to glow with a soft, blue light. Before him, Yuri appeared, life sized and in the proper colors, no longer a small, blue hologram that hovered on his shoulder. It was as if another real Nekan was in the room, recreated to the most minute detail of his sister.<br/><br/>"<I would say you have the worst sense of priority I've ever seen, Dren.>" She said, "<Why would you set up the Holo emitters first?>" Dren smiled, dropping a box into her arms, she emulating difficulty with the weight but Dren knew she didn't really find it heavy. He knew the specs on the force fields the emitters used to simulate solid matter.<br/><br/>"<This way, you can help me unpack.>" he said, "<This goes in the room.>" Yuri pouted and turned on her heel to haul the box in the room.