Kiana alversone felt a shiver like ice slide down her spine. It was like someone took their fingers that were dipped into ice like water, and then slowly slid those fingers carefully down the incline of the back. A similar shiver touched the heels of the feet and tips of the fingers causing her to jolt awake into an upright position holding her fingers in fists. The room was dark .<br/><br/>She heaved a sigh as the cold slowly seeped away.Her bare toes slid onto the cold floor of the ship.Naturally, The floor was colder than usual because of the shard ability. She reached for the lamp that rested atop a small brown oak table. Flickers of light lit up the room casting a shadow on a rose bureau straight across from the bed- made of the finest wood. Next to it is a bookcase filled with dusty books with instructions on how to build particularly defunct weapons, or stories about past sky adventurers. On the opposite side of the bed was a paper with instructions on how to make another unique weapon. The rest of the room was rather bare aside from a bathroom that attached to it.<br/><br/>Her door to the room was locked shut with a kitchen chair pushed against it. Men on board have begun to take drastic measures to try and get to places that they should never touch unless permission is granted. It looked as if the long expedition took it’s toll on the men gravely here. Not that she wouldn't slide for a handsome boy to be in bed with her;but only a few would even be placed into such a category.<br/><br/>The robe she was wearing adorned hugged her curves , and the tasseled locks of hair expressed the fright that had woken her up. Before addressing the issue of clothes-the furniture blocking the door was a more pressing matter.She walked over to the chair, lifting it up with one hand, and tossing it like a champ against the wall shattering the chair. Another chair lost for the Chef. I owe you one never felt so good in this situation. One day that chef will just stop her from stealing his chairs.<br/><br/>After clearing the chair from the door she walked over to the bathroom. The bathroom was rather large. A blue ocean wallpaper , and tan  tiles greeted her. A silver counter that had an arrangement of skin care, hair care, teeth care, and women care products lined the edge of it around a white sink. Next to the counter was a nice toilet, and across from the toilet was a large tub. If there was one thing she liked it was a clean bathroom and a large tub.<br/><br/>Thirty minutes passed before  leaving the bathroom. Her hair was wet, but she smelt nice. At last she got dressed into a long white shirt that started just above the chest  made of lace with gold buttons that had a slit on her left leg ,then slipped on black leather  and gold trimmed booths that went up to her knees. A purple pirate hat adorns her head.She left her room heading down the hall and headed for the mess hall. A few rather chirpy cremates tried to give a sly cat call to her, but each one ended up walking away with almost frostbitten fingers.The rest of the trip was rather quiet.<br/><br/><br/>The mess hall was just starting to get crowded. Of course , getting here late was not apart of the plans. There was a major breakthrough with he creation of a certain weapon prototype that needed just a tad bit fixing before Captain Fletcher could place a single eye on it. So being here early would have been the better plan. Fletcher was greeting the crewman one by one as if they were his best friends. However, her brain was still contemplating about the next the next prototype weapon, and how she needs to rework the catalyst for it.