Abida wandered the corridors of The Fair Lady, she knew she had to get to the bridge post haste, but was slowed down by multitasking. She walked at a quick clip none the less, however she frequently got turned around and lost as she held her tablet computer in her arms. She was checking over the list of medical supplies aboard the vessel, taking careful notation of each and every instrument and all the medicine aboard the craft. She switched back and forth between the map of the ship and the medical logs as she navigated the corridors of the craft. Abida had been recruited a few weeks ago when an Akkadi envoy that she had been traveling with met with many high status people of the other worlds.<br/><br/>Abida checked the time on her tablet, "Damnit!" she shouted as she closed the medical log. "Where in the world... is it?" She asked herself as she looked closely at the map to try and get her bearings. She could not tell which way specifically led to the bridge, so she took a chance navigating down the garish corridor with the servitors walking to and fro from the large door at the other end. When she entered into the room she was happy to have actually found the bridge, her relief turned to awe as she looked curiously at the design of the ships bridge. The servitors also seemed curious, she didn't fully know how they worked or even how they were produced. Their movements seemed strange, but the brilliant and opulence of the actual ships interior construction was a marvel to Abida.<br/><br/>Abida looked around until she saw Lady Anastasia, standing in garish dress and bright clothing. Abida admired the beauty of the woman who was now her captain. Though she found the bright colors and her general manner of clothing very strange, then again to the Akkadi many garish customs of the nobles of the Imperium were seen as strange.<br/><br/>She was going to approach Anastasia but waited off at a distance when she saw her speaking to another, a gruff man in the flak cloak. Abida opted instead to stand in firm posture, holding her tablet computer to her chest and waiting respectfully and quietly until addressed so as not to interrupt.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>